"Thanks for not treating me like a weirdo..."
"I don't think you're a werido, you actually seem pretty cool to me..." Ray reassured Addy and reached out his hand to hold hers.
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where the new recovering...
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(play ARE WE STILL FRIENDS? by Tyler, The Creator now)
ADDYand Fuckshit stared at each other in the silent room, only hearing the sound of machines and other patients in the room next to them.
Fuckshit sat with his legs crossed on the end of Addy's hospital bed. His eyes couldn't help but focus on the new scar forming around her left cheek.
"A-Are you okay?" He asked.
"I think so...I mean my head really hurts and my leg...but I'm fine..." Addy answered.
The redhead couldn't help but be confused on how she ended up in a hospital room for the second time this year.
"Did we crash?" She asked.
Fuckshit looked at his lap, feeling his stomach turn once again. The guilt was going to be his cause of death at this point.
"Y-Yeah...It was my fault...p-please dont hate me." Fuckshit choked out.
Addy took a deep breath and watched the tears start to flow down Fuckshit's face rapidly. His shoulders lifted up and down as his cries turned into sobs. The blonde's breathing quickly turned into hyperventilating.
"Hey, hey, Fuckshit calm down. You're gonna make yourself sick." Addy told Fuckshit, scooting closer to him.
Fuckshit backed away from Addy's touch.
"I-It's my fault! Everything is my fault!"
At this moment Addy watched the usual goofy blonde turn into something nobody saw him as; a kid.
"Fuckshit, you're okay...just take a deep breath, okay?" Addy said, putting his hand on her heart.
"I-I always fuck everything up! I'm sorry Addy, I'm s-so sorry!" he continued to sob.
"Just focus on my heartbeat okay?" Addy continued, knowing the experience of having a panic attack but nobody to help her.
Fuckshit blinked the tears falling from his eyes, trying to focus on Addy's heartbeat.
Everyone had treated Fuckshit as an adult, including his parents. They had always given him such high expectations that it caused him to break little by little. First with the girls, then the alcohol, then drugs, then the crash.
Addy couldn't help but feel her heart break as she now saw Fuckshit as a kid who just needed guidance and didn't get it. Something everyone in the group could relate to. At the end of the day they were just kids who were forced to grow up fast.
