The Gaping Dickhole of Life

Till Death do us Part

CW: suicide, drug/alcohol abuse, ableist slurs.

"Trey Jesus Christ! What the fuck are you doing?!" Matt shouted in horror as he ran over and began to pry Trey's mouth open in a successful attempt to get rid of the many pills stuffed into his pregnant boyfriends mouth.

Trey mumbled as he looked up at Matt, "The fuck?" He groaned, confused as to why Matt was here when he was quite clearly dead. He must've bumped his head hard.

"Are you fucking retarded?!" Matt shouted as he pulled the noose off of Trey's neck, "You could've killed yourself!" He raged as he watched Trey begin to stand up.

Trey stumbled to his feet and held onto the bedroom door, "That was the fucking point dipshit!" Trey slurred before vomiting all over the bed.

Matt looked at Trey with wide eyes, adjusting his glasses so he knew what he was seeing correctly. He scanned his eyes around the room, the spat out pills, the full bottles of alcohol, but one sight that really caught his eyes was hole in the ceiling where Trey had tried to hang himself on the lamp shade.

"Jesus fucking Christ." Matt sighed as he approached Trey and helped him stand upright, "You've got a concussion Trey, we're going to the hospital."

"You died! I saw your house on the news." Trey slurred as he clung onto Matt for support, their eyes meeting as Trey looked up at him, "I thought you were gone forever, I thought I was never going to see your hair ever again." Trey sniffled as he pat Matt's head.

Matt looked at Trey's teary eyes and witnessed just how shaken up he really was about Matt leaving. Matt embraced him in a tight hug, burying his face in Trey's neck and taking a deep breath, "I missed you so much, I should've never left. This is all my fault." He whispered, placing soft kisses on Trey's neck.

Trey stuck his face in Matt's hair and inhaled deeply, "Oh yeah, that's the good stuff." He groaned before almost falling to the ground.

"Yeah okay I think it's time for the hospital." Matt panicked as he picked Trey up and rushed downstairs with him, grabbing his keys from the kitchen counter before running to the car with Trey in his arms.

Opening the back door of the car, Matt lay Trey down on the three leather seats, "Lay there, don't move." Matt sighed as he slipped off his jacket and placed it over Trey in an attempt to make him comfortable before closing the car door and getting into the driver's seat.

"Mmm, sleep." Trey mumbled as he began to close his eyes. Matt looked at him through the rear view mirror before turning around and hitting his arm.

"No sleeping! Stay awake or you die." Matt warned as he turned the radio on and began blasting 'Life is a Highway' By Rascal Flatts in an attempt to keep him awake.

Matt sped down the road in a rush to get Trey to the hospital before he fell asleep, "Life is a highway, I wanna ride it all night longggg!" Trey sang along as he tried to sit up, trying to get closer to Matt. "You're my highway M-Matt, I want to ride you all night long." He slurred, barely able to keep his sentences straight.

"That's nice dear." Matt replied as he kept his eyes on the road. Approaching the hospital, Matt pulled into the emergency parking spot and jumped out of the car.

A paramedic looked at Matt from one of the ambulance's and frowned at him, "Hey! You can't park here!" He yelled angrily as he began to get out of the ambulance to tell Matt off.

"No it's okay! I'm famous!" Matt smiled as he pulled Trey out of the car legs first before throwing him over his shoulder and rushing into the hospital before they could tell him off anymore.