Nick and Charlie-one shots

The end ⛔️ 3/?

Charlie's pov:

"Alright, all looks good. You are officially discharged, if you have any suicidal thoughts call 911 Charles. Alright?  Mrs and Mr. Spring, Charlie will be in bed rest for a week just for now, after he can continue any other activities including school. I hope you enjoy your week, bye."

I nod awkwardly and my mom squeezes my hand. The doctor smiles and leaves the room. They have me sitting in a wheelchair, I mean come on. It's not like my legs stopped working. They say it's protocol but I can walk perfectly fine. Whatever.

Nicks wheels me out the hospital, my parents and Tori are by my side as we leave the hospital to go home.

Oh god. I'm going home. Im going to sleep in the room where I tried to kill myself. What about the letters? Oh my gosh did they find the letters? Have they cleaned the room? What did they do?

I get inside the car, I'm behind the driver seat and Nick and Tori sit next to me.

It was a quiet car ride. My dad turned the radio on but a song called "suicide" played and he turned it off immediately. That was kind of funny. Not funny haha but funny as in thats weird.
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We get home and nick gets up letting me go by him. I walk to the front door and nick walks behind me.

"Your staying?" I ask confused.

"Yeah. Is that ok?" I look back at my parents and they both nod. I nod to nick and open the door.

I stand at the doorway, tearing up. I didn't think I'd ever see this again. It feels like instinct to go up to my room. But I can't.

Instead I sit in the conservatory , it's nice in here, I can see outside and be inside it's a win win.

Anything that's not my room is a win win.

Nobody comments about me not going to my room which I'm grateful because I cannot explain to them how anytime I think about my room I'm on the verge of tears. Nick comes and sits down with me. An awkward silence fills the room. I mean of course it'll be awkward. What are you supposed to say to your boyfriend who tried to commit?

"Why did you do it?" I jump slightly at his question and look over to him. He does his rapid eye movement thing, so I know he's extremely anxious.

God I didn't want to do this now. I've had my sessions with Geoff at the hospital, it was hard even saying it to him. But now to my own boyfriend? No way.

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2 weeks before

"I'll start with the elephant in the room Charles. Why did you feel the need to do it?" I sit at the end of my bed, Geoff sits on the blue chair as he fiddles with his pen and notebook.

"I don't want to- talk about it." He sighs

"I would give you space Charlie but, giving the circumstances, it's crucial for me to know-So that I can help if future events occur." I can tell he means good. I know he does. But it's just so hard.

"I just- didn't want to try anymore. My parents are so unhappy with me. I Can just tell how tired they are dealing with me. I bet you Nick is tired. Tired of dealing with a mentally Ill boyfriend. And I'm.. so fucking tired. I just thought it would be easier for everyone if I just...Now I just made it worse."

He looks at me, he stares me down which makes me feel kind of uncomfortable.

"Why do you think they are tired of you? Do you have any proof?" Damn that's a good question.

"Who wouldn't be tired?" He smiles slightly which weirds me out.

"If this were happening to Nick, would you be tired of him or would you do everything in your power to help him?"

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Well damn.
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present

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"Do we have to talk about it?" I ask shakily. He looks at me and blinks back his tears. He shakes his head no, he grabs my hand and kisses it before bringing me into a hug. I Can feel him crying, he tries to hide it but he's not that good at doing so.

He sniffles, "doc said your in bed rest for a week, do you want to go to your room while I shower?" He plays with my hair waiting for a response.

There's no avoiding it now.

"okay." We both get up and walk upstairs. We kiss at the top of the staircase before he goes to the bathroom and I go to my room. My hand shakes as I open the door.

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There's dried blood in the rug. The letters on my bed are gone. It's the same as I left it. The rug was moved but other than that it was all the same. They found the letters? Have they read it?

I don't even know who found me. Who found me?

I slowly walk to my bed and sit down. Oh god why am I crying? I Guess i just thought I would never sit on my bed again. I Can almost see myself dying on the rug, I look at my arms and get a painful reminder once again about what happened.

I can't even bring myself to say it.

I.. tried to-

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Kill myself.

I thought it was the only thing I could do. But now it seems so stupid. It's so stupid, seeing the hurt on everyone's face. They clearly aren't tired of me, just worried.

I stare at the wall, contemplating everything. I mean I was in a coma for 3 weeks. Oh my gosh, I don't even know if Tao and everyone else know.

I'm not sure where my phone was at, I don't remember where I put it.

Where did I put it? I go back to what I thought were the last moments of my life. I remember and walk up to under my bed. I slid it under right after I sent that text to Nick. I go under my bed and I see it.

I pick it up and try to turn it on. Damn it it's dead. I go to my desk and charge it, I wait for it to light up.

I get a bunch of notifications at once.

237 unread messages

Holy shit.

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Tao💚

Charlie don't tell me this Is real
Charlie please answer me
This is a joke right?
Answer me.
Charlie please.

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I scroll down to the most recent ones.

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Tao💚

I heard you woke up. You don't understand how happy I am I love you so much Charlie don't ever do that again.
I'm not sure if you have your phone but if you do text me please.
Charlie I love you.
I bought ramen and thought of you lol.
I bought you a little gift.
When will I be able to c u Charlie springs?
Me and elle talked about you today, a lot of crying lol.

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"Charlie?" I turn around and see Nick in the doorway.

"Why are you cry-" he stops asking. Of course he knows why I'm crying. He hugs me and picks me up bridal style. He lays us both down and cuddles with me. I wipe my tears and dig my head into his chest.

"I love you so much Charlie. So so much." His voice breaks and he gives me a kiss on the forehead. We lay there and eventually fall asleep at each others side.

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