Worlds Collide: Multiverse of Y/N

Chapter 23 • Payback (FFAF)

❥Warning:
Includes strong language, blood and death.

• 2 Months & 1 Week Later •

- Y/N's POV (Falling For A Fan)-
I didn't want to go on without Clay, but I knew he wanted me to. So, after 2 months of my recovery, I was finally able to visit him and get out of the shitty hospital bed.

Clay was still asleep. It made my heart ache everyday that I couldn't hear his voice, but I was relieved that he was still breathing.

I walked in the hospital room today to visit, with his favorite flowers in my grasp.

Y/N:
"Hey baby..." I sat down next to him in the chair, laying the flowers on the table beside me.

Clay laid still while sleeping. I couldn't take my eyes away from the rise and fall of his chest.

Y/N:
"We all miss you...you're taking your sweet time recovering." I lightly joked the same line he used on me before, "I've done my best to try recovering too, for you..."

I held his hand and squeezed it.

Y/N:
"In the original timeline...it was me in this bed..." I whispered, "Now it's the opposite...even in this new timeline, our love is unbreakable..."

I weakly smiled. He remained deep in sleep still.

Y/N:
"I've tried my hardest to forgive myself for what happened, like you've forgiven me...but it's been hard..." I said quietly, "You were willing to give your life up for me and...that means everything to me...hell, you mean everything to me. So, I need you to open those emeralds." I ran my palm down his cheek, "I miss getting lost in them..."

I circled his thumb with mine.

Y/N:
"I miss you Clay...I miss every version of you...please come back to me soon..."

- NICK's POV (Falling For A Fan)-
Today marked 3 months of Clay being asleep. George hasn't visited him once.

He was angry with him, and couldn't bear to see his best friend almost gone. I understood his point of view, but it still hurt.

George has been locked in Clay's room at his apartment this entire time.

He's barely spoken to anyone these past months. I've barely seen him even though we both have been living at Dream's apartment.

Since it officially hit 3 months of Clay being asleep, I knew I needed to snap George out of this, just in case Clay would be asleep for even longer. I needed to help George before he was too far gone. I was hoping he wasn't already.

So, I knocked on the locked bedroom door.

NICK:
"Yo, come out here for a sec..." I mumbled.

No response.

NICK:
"George, look..." I sighed, "We need to talk about Clay...he's been asleep for months and yes, it's awful but...it could be for even longer, we don't know...he wouldn't want you being like this, man..."

No response yet again, resulting in me sighing again. Since he wasn't answering, I took a seat on the ground, leaned up against the wooden door, resting my elbows on my knees.

NICK:
"George, I know it hurts..." I began, "It hurts me too but—"

GEORGE:
"You don't get it..." He spoke lowly from inside the room.

He was leaned up against the other side of the door, resting his elbows on his knees too.

NICK:
"What don't I get...?" I frowned.

GEORGE:
"Everything...all that idiot was obsessed with was a girl...all thanks to that girl and her past...he's practically gone..." He said quietly.