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Kurt pov
I'm still shocked when the conscious Sebastian calls someone. "a student at dalton academy has attempted suicide we need an ambulance" I guess he called 911"Yes" "Yes" It is then he puts the phone on speaker, puts pressure of his wounds and we can hear both sides of the conversation. "How old is he" "17" "his name" "Sebastian smythe" "can you describe his injuries" "he has more than 15 horizontal and 2 vertical cuts on his arms" his voice cracks and I feel a heavy feeling settle in my chest "Does the patient have a past with depression or a suicide attempt in his past?" "He was diagnosed with depression, anorexia and PTSD when he was 12." I gasp, we can't be talking about the same Sebastian Smythe"He does have a past with self harm but no. No suicide attempts" holy fuck. " okay the medics should be there soon." Is this heaven? Wait no it can't be, is this hell?".
I don't like Sebastian by any means but the fact that someone in such a vulnerable state, so out of it believe that they're going to hell is absolutely heart breaking. Judging by the phone call the one in the bath tub is Sebastian. The smirky criminal evil meerkat, is lying half dead in front of us. "Oh my god" I whisper as the realisation sets in. Sebastian tried to kill himself and no one would have found him if it weren't for his doppelgänger or me. The realisation was enough for me to lose consciousness.

Barry's pov

I heard someone whisper "o my god" and a thud. Turning around I saw the pale boy among the four was lying on the floor. The other 3 ran to him, trying to wake him but the kid hit his head. The ambulance siren indicated the paramedics arrival. "Hey get him to the hospital too." I said to the others. " come with me" I lifted Sebastian bridal style. His clothes were soaking wet yet he didn't weigh much. Another realisation. A shiver ran down my spine and it was not because of the water seeping into my own clothes. How long has he been like this. The Hispanic guy lifted the pale boy and they all followed me.
After this everything was a blur. I signed the paper work and the wait began. I hate hospitals. After mom's death we both had to attend compulsory therapy sessions, our hate for hospitals began there. The last time I visited a hospital was when joe was shot by some criminal being taken into custody. I kept thinking what I would do if Sebastian didn't make it. What would I do. I'm way too coward to do what he did. And I can't do that to Iris to dad to joe. I brought a hand to my face in frustration only to realise that I had started crying at some point. I started to sob. Someone puts a hand on my shoulder "Sebastian?" I hear a soft voice say.

Kurt's POV

I wake up in the hospital. I fainted when I realised Sebastian tried to commit suicide. I sit up, the boys sitting on chairs around my bed "you okay?" Jeff asked his voice panicked. "I'm fine, Jeff" "how'd you know?" Nick asked in a somber voice. " know what" "that something was wrong with Sebastian" so he's back to calling him Sebastian " I don't know. I just did. You guys alright?" "Not really but we aren't the ones who hit their head" said Nick "I'm fine, I'm gonna go see Sebastian or his doppelgänger I'm not sure. You guys go back to Dalton" "okay" was the only response I got and they left. I waited a few minutes and proceeded to go to the waiting room.
The room was empty as I entered except for one person. The sound of heart wrenching sobs echoed in the room. The sound held so much sorrow and grief that my eyes filled with tears. I put a hand on his shoulder and said his name "Sebastian" only a moment too late to remember that this was not Sebastian. The sobbing halted and the hunched up figure look up me. " I'm not Sebastian. I'm Barry Allen his twin brother" the boy spoke in a raspy voice. " so you're Barry" I said more to myself. Twin brother makes sense but why different surnames? Not the time to ask. "Is he gonna be alright?" I asked instead. " I don't know" he stated. "How's your head? You're the one who fainted right?" " yeah and I'm fine"
Right on time the doctor entered "will he be alright?" "The bleeding has stopped but he needs a blood transfusion. We need someone to donate blood." "I can do it" "Are you a match?" "We're identical twins, what do you think" Barry sassed "right, but we need more than one person he needs more blood than we're allowed to take from one person" "what's his blood type" I ask. "AB positive" "I'm AB positive, do I need to sign something to donate blood?"
We signed the paperwork and soon me and Barry both were hooked to a machine, lying in beds on both sides of Sebastian, transferring blood to a pale, immobile Sebastian. His face was probably cleaned because the bruises were now visible. It was 4 in the morning the crying had taken its toll on Barry, and I'm guessing he drove to dalton, so there's that too. He fell asleep as soon as the transfer started, holding Sebastian's hand.
Lying there is when I let myself think and the situation seeps in. I'm donating blood along side Sebastian Smythe's brother so that Sebastian Smythe doesn't die because he tried to commit suicide.I don't know why Sebastian did that but the way I saw Nick and Thad acting I have a pretty good guess. I knew the warblers had been boycotting Sebastian after the rock salt slushy but I didn't realise it got this bad. How can we know so less about him. Thinking about him and Barry and his call to 911 just made me even more sad. What the hell has happened to my life. I have been asking myself that question a lot it seems.
With that thought in mind I too fell asleep.

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