Fem!LithuaniaxBisexual!Reader: Keep Going

It was cold outside. No, scratch that, it was freezing. Where were you? You were lying in the middle of a huge snow drift. Why? Oh that's right, you were dying. Why? Because no one cared. Your parents had died two years ago, and you best -- and only --friend Gilbert had died last February.

Gilbert was the only person who truly understood you, and he was the only person who seemed to not care that you were bisexual. Everyone at your school teased you about it, but Gilbert didn't seem to care. He was just awesome like that.

You lay in the cold snow probably completely blue by now, but isn't that what you wanted? For it all to end. For the pain and ridicule to end. You're slowly starting to slip out of consciousness when you hear a faint call, but within moments everything goes black.

You opened your eyes slowly, but quickly shut them again due to the blinding white light that filled them. "Am I dead?" You whisper. "No, you're not dead." Replies a gentle, female voice. You recognize this voice. It's Daina's voice. She went to your school. There were rumors going around that she and her sisters were abused by their parents, and the way they acted made everyone believe them. You liked Daina, though you'd never told anyone before, and you'd never planned on doing so.

"Daina, is that you?"
"Yes it's me."
"Why? Why didn't you let me die. I don't want to go on with my life anymore. Why?"
"Because death is not the answer, believe me. There are better ways."
"Like what? Drugs, alcohol?" She shook her head.
"Strength, the belief that it will get better. If I didn't have those things there's no way I would be here today." Your eyes are fully open now, and you notice that you're in a hospital room. "Daina, I have no strength left, no belief that things can get better. That's why I did this, so why did you stop me?"
"Because I don't want to see an amazing person like you die that easily." She answered quietly. "Daina?" You whispered. "Yes?"
"Are all those things true, about you and your sisters?" She nodded gravely. "Why didn't you get help Daina? Why didn't you—" you were cut off by a loud fit of caucusing that overtook you. Your body, frail from the cold, was shacking violently, and you were coughing  up blood. Daina rushed over to you and put her arms around you, trying to make you stop shacking like you were.

When you'd finally stopped coughing you looked at her. "Daina, why did you help me?" You asked her. "Because I... I... I really like you and... I didn't want to see you die knowing... Knowing I didn't do anything to try to help you..." She murmured almost inaudibly,  but you heard her all the same. Much to her surprise, you pulled her into a hug. "I really like you too Daina, and thank you for helping me. I'm sure Gilbert appreciates it, you saving me." You said. Daina smiled. "I'm sure he Does." She replied quietly.