To Keep From Getting Burned (Sitkolson Sequel)

11| Josh?

(A/N: okay, so if this gif doesn't work i'm literally going to throw my computer out the window. But for those of you who can see it, isn't he just the cutest????)

Music: Chelsea Smile (by Bring Me The Horizon)

 Hospital (by Sounds Like Harmony)

*Ryan-Ashley's POV (wow, that's new)*

It felt like just any other day, to be honest. Usually i wake up practically on top of Josh, but lately I've found him wandering around the house, claiming that he couldn't sleep. I don't see how he can't sleep though, because the bags under his eyes were the color of disgusting bruises and were almost begging him to sleep. He hasn't slept a full night in days, but when he does manage to go to sleep, he is awoken in fits of coughing. He probably has a cold or something and he won't admit it.

I pulled the blankets off of my shivering body only covered in a thin layer of pajamas and looked around for Josh. I expected him to be lounged out on the couch in the living room, because that's where i usually found him. But when i walked out of the bedroom, he wasn't there. Well that's odd. This was a pretty small apartment so he couldn't have gotten far. I'm just surprised he hasn't broken anything or made some kind of weird sound, because he was pretty clumsy at times. "Josh?" I stumbled around our apartment, but to no prevail. He wasn't anywhere to be found in the parts that i looked. I decided to go back to the bedroom because i figured he was probably out at the store or something. I've heard that Ricky was put into the hospital for some reason, so maybe he was visiting him.

Turning on the TV, i realized that the bathroom light was on. Luckily, this apartment came with a master bathroom that was attached to the bedroom so i wouldn't have to go wandering around in the pitch black hallways just to pee. "Josh, are you really putting on your make up this early in the morning?" I groaned, knocking on the locked bathroom door. No answer. I heard a few noises from the other side of the door that sounded like things being moved around on the floor. What the hell?

"Josh, i swear to God, if there is a girl in there with you i'll cut off your dick and feed it to you." I added sassily. I knew he would never cheat on me, but he better open the damn door. Knocking on it ferociously again, i heard him finally unlock the door. Warily, i opened the door, hinges creaking and squealing angrily.

Sitting carelessly on the floor, was Josh. He looked pale like white sheets and his head was hung over the toilet. His body convulsed every time he spit up the contents of his stomach and even more. The vomit spewed in the toilet was stained wit streaks of his bright red blood...eww.

"Woah, what's wrong?" I rushed too his side but he crawled away from me, refusing to look me in the eyes. He looked very sick from what i could tell. His short hair was stuck to the back of his neck with sweat and his was holding his stomach like it was about to run away from him or something. "Are you okay? What happened?"

"I-i'm fine." He curled himself into a ball in the corner of the bathroom, refusing to admit that anything was wrong whatsoever. He was so hardheaded sometimes, it amazed me. He could have literally been run over by a car and his whole body be in pain, but he wouldn't tell me that anything was wrong. I guess that was his way of staying strong. He didn't want to be looked at as weak, especially by me.

"No, you need to be taken to the hospital." I hastily ran out of the bathroom and grabbed the house phone, dialing 911 on the way back. They answered almost immediately. "Hello, my boyfriend is coughing up blood and throwing up blood, i think something is seriously wrong." I spoke quickly, my voice trembling as i hurried the words out of my mouth. Josh's lips were tinted red and were drooling a mixture of vomit and blood.

*Josh's POV*

"No, no, please don't call an ambulance." I pleaded, my eyes stained with smudged makeup and tears. Everything hurt, my whole body ached, but my lungs stung the most. It felt like i couldn't breathe at all and i couldn't control as my body threw itself forward to vomit up the contents of my stomach. I ended up dry heaving once my stomach was practically empty. But this was something I've had to deal with for a while. I can deal with this on my own, i don't need any doctors.

"Josh, have you gone mad?" Ryan-Ashley looked at me bizarre. "You're puking blood! There's no way in hell i'm not taking you to the hospital." She scolded me once she got off the phone with the police.

I felt so helpless and it was basically killing me, both physically and mentally. If i couldn't even fix this myself then i'm useless. "No." I whimpered and punched the wall repeatedly out of frustration. "Useless, useless, useless." I growled at myself, self infuriated in every way possible. Eventually i became crazy with self loathing and sadness. I hit my head against the wall with my last ounce of energy before i crumbled from physical and mental exhaustion.

The last thing i heard were police sirens before I essentially gave up.

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So there you go, for all of you who were wondering what happened to Josh. This was also a very sad chapter, my poor joshie!!!! At first, i was planning to just make it that RyanAshley was pregnant but that's too predictable and not my style lol...

So what do you guys think? Should i do more chapters about Josh and Ryan Ashley??

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