- 𝐃𝐢𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 // 𝐃𝐧𝐟 -

seven

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
-𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎
-𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚢
-𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜

-𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

I barge into Sapnap's hospital room in complete panic. There he was, laying stiff in his bed. I walk over and sit next to him. He's awake; I can't help but start to cry as I looked into his weak eyes. Yet again surrounded by the machines, heart monitors, ventilators, all sorts of machines and the annoying sound of the clock in the distance.

"I-I can't afford to lose y-you too..." I weep miserably, leaning my head onto the barriers of his bed. I've lost Karl already, Alex was recently reported missing, and now Sapnap's literally dying in this fucking building. I hope the world is enjoying how much pain they're making me endure, because they're getting a hell of a show.

"I'm sorry Clay." He replies, occasionally coughing.

"It's no use anymore."

I dart up, looking at him, tearing up in disbelief.

"W-wh-what do you mean?!" My emotions get the better of me, causing me to act recklessly. I grab his hand and shake it around to try to get him to snap back to reality, but he continued to stare into space. I've failed, fucked up completely.

Sapnap painfully smiled, tears dripping down onto his gown. He was fully numb to everything.

"YOU CAN'T JUST GIVE UP, SAP!" I sob loudly, as if it was going to do anything.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

Nothing but silence followed for a few seconds. No matter how much anger I let out, all he'd do was remain unfazed.

"Don't you get it, Clay? I've already given up, I'm sick of recovering. I don't know what to feel anymore. I'm sick of it all."

I can't believe he wants to give up after all this. For heaven's sake, he's been given a chance to live, and yet he wants to fucking throw it away; Yet this statement makes me a hypocrite. Even so, I still can't lose him. He's one of my closest friends, the one who stayed through it all.

"Sap, please... What about me, what about all of our friends, what about Patches?! You- y-you can't just give up on u-us!" I plead for any emotion within him to come back but it's hopeless. He's been pushed, pulled, torn apart and tortured into feeling this way, there's almost no way to get himself back. I just want things to go back to how it's always been.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

Recommended song for this scene:

'Big Bowl in the sky' by Cavetown (slowed down)

"Clay... You're better off without me. Doctor Gold says that my wounds need to take a long time to heal, I'm going to have permanent scars, a new fucking routine as a burn survivor I have to follow. I just can't take it anymore, I'm just another one of those people rotting in their death beds-"

"DON'T SAY THAT!" I sniveled noisily, crying waterfalls at this point.

"Y-You may be in c-critical condition but you're still healing.. I can't lose you man, I fucking c-can't.."

I don't know how long I've been sitting on this cold plastic chair, bawling away; I hold onto Sapnap's hand, hoping for reassurance that he'll be okay, but every sentence that falls out of his mouth is just gradually more painful every time.

"Let's face it. I can't really do much anymore with all of these restricting burns and scars. I lost Karl, you've got George now, you won't need me as much anymore."

His words continue to brutally stab me in the heart; I try to stifle my loud sobs, trying to at least have a few manners to the other sick people in the other rooms outside.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

"We'll see each other again in no time... This isn't goodbye, Clay."

"I'm so sorry."

Sapnap proceeds to reach for the wires, frantically unplugging the majority of the machines keeping him alive. He must have waited and waited for me to arrive; he was bluffing the whole time. My whole body jolted, with mind rocketing away at the adrenaline. Every move I took, his heart monitor would get faster and faster, the small green zigzags getting dangerously close to a flat line.

"NO! NO! FUCK... NO PLEASE-.."

Recommeded song for this scene:
'This Is Home' by Cavetown (slowed down)

I open the door in a rush, calling for any help available, oblivious to the passage of time;

My phone suddenly starts to vibrate, having received a text from George. I open it, trying my best to ignore the slow continuous ringing coming from inside the room; I know it'll hurt me.

"Get out of the hospital, RIGHT NOW! It's not safe there anymore." He texted.

I replied in frustration. "WDYM GET OUT? SAPNAP'S IN HERE"

He doesn't reply to my text. I put my hands in my head shamefully, Groaning in frustration. Running back into the room despite the dangers waiting for me only loomed closer, I force myself to pull out Sapnap's body and drag it out with me; But it was easier said than done.

My arms trembled holding his lifeless frame. A person so funny and warm was now just forgotten cold flesh. There was no way I could save him, even if I tried to get him back onto the supporting machinery, the fires would have probably consumed the room already.

"I- I promise we'll get us out of here." I whispered to nobody. The hospital was ablaze, ensuring the building's silence due to no longer being filled with people. Making an escape was risky and difficult, watching the burnt debris slowly collapsing on top of each other slowly eroded my determination bit by bit.

There was nothing I wanted more than to get out and reunite with George. I had nothing, nothing left but him. I just want him to be in my arms again. I want him to be within my reach again.

I reach into my pockets for my phone but instead I touch an unusual, textured material.

A crumpled up, piece of paper.