Made for mercy

Blush and tears

"Please..." "love," "a week..." "Funeral is," "you."
I could hear...someone talking. It's a boy. Stu?
I felt a warm hand carse my cheek and I leaned into the touch. The hand stiffened slightly.
"Can you hear me?" I nodded in response.
"Can you open your eyes for me?" Even though my eyelids felt as if they weighed just as much as me, I forced my eyes to flutter open. NOT STU!
"Billy?" Why is Sid's boyfriend here?
"Yea, it's me. How do you feel?" What the fuck...
"I'm...fine. Where's Sidney? Can you get her pls?"
Billy looked taken back for a second, then he looked really REALLY worried. "Uh, One sec,"
Billy rushed out of the room and when he returned Stu was with him.

"BABE! What happened? Why am I in the hospital? Where are Sid and Tate? Why is Billy..."
I stopped mid-question when I saw Stu's face.
He looked so confused and worried. He turned to look at Billy behind him. Slowly he turned back to look at me, he walked up to the hospital bed and sat on the edge. "Ghost face-"
Suddenly all the events of the last week came crashing back to me and I screamed. Billy and Stu looked at Each other then back at me.
Stu reached his hand up to cup my cheek but I scrambled backwards out of reach.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
Tears streamed down my face and my breath came shorter and shorter until it felt like I couldn't breathe. Stu stood up and turned back to face Billy again. "What's happening to her!?" Billy rushed over to the bed and kneeled on the bed beside me, before cupping my face in between his hands.
"Y/N, breathe for me. Calm down, your in shock and you're hyperventilating. HEY! Look at me! YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN."  Oddly enough I did calm down slightly at his words, I could breathe again but tears still streamed down my face. I fell into Billy's chest, he wrapped his arms around me and I just sat there, crying into his chest. After a minute or two, I think he realized that I wasn't going to stop crying or let go of him any time soon, he moved so he was laying down on the bed and I was laying on top of him. I know that Stu is probably gonna kill Billy for this, but I really don't care. My best friends are dead, I have an abusive father, My boyfriend is a murderer and So is his best friend and they're never gonna leave me alone.
I cried so much that I fell asleep.

I woke up to the smell of coffee and opened my eyes to see Stu placing 3 coffees on the nightstand. "Morning sweetheart." I nodded.
I don't want to talk to him, to Billy, to anyone...
"Morning dollface," Billy's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I didn't even think he was awake. My head snapped upwards and I felt my cheeks heat upon realizing I was laying
ON TOP OF HIM! I sat up and moved to the side, which luckily was closer to the coffee. As I reached for my Coffee Stu grabbed my wrist. I flinched but refused to look up at him.
"Silent treatment?" He laughed. I pointedly looked at Stu's hand which still clutches my wrist. He seemed to get the point and let go of me. I grabbed my coffee and leaned back against the headboard of the bed. Billy placed his hand on my thigh and my head snapped sideways to look at him. "The funeral is at 3 today..." My eyes widened at his statement. So Soon!? But it had only been a day...right? Billy caught onto my confusion and shook his head slightly. "You were out for a week and 3 days."
he sighed. As tears fell from my eyes, they felt like acid on my skin. Billy removed his hand from my thigh and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his chest. Instead of just leaning on him, I curled up into a ball at his side and rested my head in the crook of his neck.

The funeral was...nice? What am I supposed to say 4 of my friends are dead? Tate, Sid, Randy and Dewey... My best friends are gone.
I didn't talk, I still haven't. I haven't talked since the day I woke up. I saw their parents...
They hugged me and when I didn't speak they didn't push it, they just glanced at Stu and Billy slightly confused. They said it was due to the Traumatic events and stress. True I suppose...
Stu got me a dress. It was black, short, lacey, with a silk ribbon around the waist.