𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐱 :: The Next Door Neighbors

shared trauma.

TW: mention of death, od,
trauma, grief, drinking,
household problems.

i hate sleeping at a hospital.
it reminds me of the accident.
i hate it.
it's.. it's kinda better than staying at
home with a maybe-drunk mother.

but i.. i hate it here. but i'm doing it for jane.

i relax in the chair next to janes bed, as she's already fast asleep, while i can barely fall asleep. i hate this feeling.
its so similar to last time...

i turn around and then around on the chair, trying to sleep to make time pass faster while janes asleep.

i cant fucking sleep.
it reminds me too much of last time.
i cant do this.

i open my eyes and look at jane, who's still sleeping heavily.

where the fuck is the group. i've only knew jane for like, what, a day? and i care more.
there's no get well soon cards, no flowers, no nothing, nothing at all. what. the. actual. fuck.
where's mike? her boyfriend, what kind of boyfriend is he if he won't check up on his barely alive girlfriend? he's such an asshole.

as i continue thinking about the group not visiting jane, i drift off to sleep slowly, feeling my eyelids turn heavier and heavier by the seconds.

and.. i'm asleep.

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JANES POV:

i wake up, slowly opening my eyes.
it feels like hours later. i don't even know the time as the clock in this room is literally broken.

ugh i miss my journal, i wish i could colouring and draw and write in it right now.

i turn to my left and notice that max is still here. she's asleep on the chair.
it doesn't look too comfortable.
but she stayed, she came here, she found me.

the group.. and mike.. it's like they don't care at all.. they haven't came here and visited me at all.. what.

i state at max for a few seconds, admiring her dedication to our friendship.

i sort of.. miss mike..

i look away from max and turn my head to my right, BARELY turning my head,
hurts so bad. i stare out the window,
looking at all the birds flying by, seeing the clouds move, the clouds covering the sun.

after a few minutes of silence and me staring out the window, max slowly opens her eyes and groans sleepily,
rubbing her eyes.

she yawns loudly and smacks her lips a couple times before actually opening her eyes and realizing what's around her.

"i'm so tired.."

she whispers to herself, obviously forgetting she's in here with me.

she opens her eyes properly and looks at me.

she lifts her eyebrows and widens her eyes a bit.

"jane? wait- did i fall asleep here?"

"ye-"

"how long, jane?"

"oh- i dont kn-"

max groans quietly and looks up at the ceiling.

huh?

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MAXS POV: