No shit in this chapter, last chapter was depressing enough <3
This chapter does make up two teams for the Tubnet x CraftmasterLive event from Twitchcon, but I hope that doesn't matter!
The fake teams in question are:
Black Banshees
and
Silver Snakes!Enjoy the chapter, and I hope people don't mind me remixing this!
Taylor's POV
If I could move, I would be crying.
The doctor had just told both my friends and my sister that I was in a coma. I didn't know if they knew, but I could hear and feel everything.
I could feel Scarlett's pained grasp on my hand, Amira's gentle stroking on my hair, and Donut's warm breath on my shoulder. Nobody spoke for a while, and I felt disturbed. Silence wasn't something I enjoyed, and the fact that nobody knew what to say was the worst, as I knew, and enjoyed finding something to keep people's spirits up.
I wished that someone would say something, anything, but a few minutes later, I heard whispers, and people began to leave. I could tell that based on the footsteps coming out of the room. I didn't want them to leave..
All but one comfort left my side.
Scarlett. She had yet to loosen her grip on my hand, but was also leaving. I didn't want them to leave.
Not yet.
Scarlett's breath became hitched, and I heard a voice begin to form. She had waited to whisper something to me, that nobody else could hear.
"P-Promise me you'll make it through this, if not for you, for me?"
I couldn't respond, but if I could, I would be promising it to Scarlett a million times over. I hoped that they could tell, and based on the fact they hugged me, and left, I knew Scarlett understood that I was still there.
I hoped Scarlett was okay.
I didn't realise how much this would affect her. They would now be in worse pain, waiting, painfully watching me in my possibly eternal sleep.
If only I had just immediately killed myself. It hurts me even more to hear Scarlett so sad, so broken. She would still be sad if I was dead, but they wouldn't be so pained to wait for me.
But I knew they would wait.
She would wait forever just to see me awake again. They didn't move on. I would be all she thought about if they abandoned me.
I could only hope. And dream. I only then realised just how tired I felt, and began trying to fall asleep again.
There was a problem though. I like sleeping on my side, and I was pretty much stuck on my back. How I would be able to get to sleep, I'd find out.
Half an hour later, I eventually gave up.
The nurses had left a Bluetooth speaker outside, and it was playing 2010s music, so I was just listening to it, and trying to pinpoint where I knew the songs from. Some were easier than others, and it was a good distraction to the unwanted silence.

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RandomTaylor Voisey (OC) is a British content creator, who, before Fame hit them, had around 500k subscribers on YouTube, 100k on Twitch, and anywhere in between on Twitter. So basically, they weren't very well known. And let's be honest, in the mcyt fanb...