Part 3 (The Hospitalisation)

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Karkat's candy red blood from his wrist began to pool and mix with his tears which were still falling to the ground.

Dave exclaims, "Holy shit, Karkat, dude," as he holds onto him and his slashed wrist.

"THIS IS YOUR FAULT! DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DIDN'T TRIGGER THIS!" Karkat yelps, following with him passing out on the floor. Dave quickly goes and holds him in his arms while dialing 911.

911 puts Dave on hold.

"Oh fuck this." Dave mutters as he throws the phone down and carries Karkat in his arms while running out to the street looking for the nearest taxi.

He runs around the entire neighborhood looking for any sign of any taxi or Uber. With no luck whatsoever, Dave decides it must be his duty to run to the hospital himself.

Dave crosses the road without looking; he couldn't care less to look because of the crisis that Karkat was currently in.

...

Bad idea.

Dave gets hit by a truck, and sends Karkat flying out of his arms onto the other side of the street. 

The woman driving the truck immediately gets out to go grab Karkat to take him to the hospital....

With the little consciousness that Karkat has left, he squints his eyes and looks who's got him...

As well as the truck driving woman realizes just who she's got in her arms....

"JADE? WHAT THE FUCK?"

"Karkat!??! Ew!!"

"JADE PLEASE TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL"

"No! You're a nasty homo! Where's Dave?!"

Dave sits there at the other side of the road, coughing up blood. Medical attention is needed immediately, otherwise he would go into a coma. Looks like he's not getting that medical attention, though.

 Jade drops Karkat and goes to give Dave CPR.

Dave immediately slaps her and says menacingly, 

"Save Karkat or I'll never buy you V-Bucks again."

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 16 ⏰

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