Jahnnie Oneshots 3☆

☆"Johnnie, Wake Up!!"☆

TW: Near Death Experience!, Attempted Suicide, Hospitalization ]

please don't take it seriously!
skip if you're uncomfortable!

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Carrington was on his way back after visiting Chase and a few other friends. He was having a good day, he streamed, went out to eat with his friends and now he is heading back to the house.

He was whistling as he walked, his hands shoved in his pockets. He was in a good mood. It had been a while since he felt this good, and he was going to take advantage of it. He turned the corner, the house now in view.He was walking himself back since his Uber dropped him off a few blocks away.

He continued walking, his pace slow and relaxed. He looked around as he walked, admiring the scenery.

But what he doesn't know, is that Johnnie has attempted overdosing on his antidepressants. The emo is limp in the bathroom, bottle and pills scattered on the floor.

Jake wasn't home, so Johnnie was home alone when he did this.

Carrington entered the house, his senses on high alert. He could hear the silence echoing through the halls. It was unnerving.

Carrington searched the house, calling out Johnnie's name. He checked the living room, the kitchen, the bedrooms, but there was no sign of him. Panic was setting in.

Then he went into Johnnie's bedroom. The bathroom that was connected to the bedroom has it's door ajar.

Carrington pushed open the bedroom door and noticed the ajar bathroom door. His heart sank as he approached it, his mind racing with possibilities.

He took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the bathroom door.

Johnnie was limp on the floor. His skin looked paler than usual. Lips tinted blue and some foam leaking out of his mouth. By the looks of it, he has been like this for awhile. He was hardly breathing.

Carrington's eyes widened in horror as he saw Johnnie lying on the floor. He rushed over to him, falling to his knees beside him.

"No, no, no," he muttered, his voice shaking. He quickly checked for a pulse, his heart pounding in his chest.

Johnnie's pulse was weak. As Carrington was panicking, Jake's car pulled into the driveway.

Jake just got back from streaming. "Yo!" He called from downstairs. His voice echoed in the quiet house. He sensed that something was off.

Carrington heard Jake's voice echoing from downstairs, but he was too focused on Johnnie to respond. He frantically tried to wake him up, shaking him gently.

"Johnnie, please, wake up," he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation. He looked around the bathroom, searching for any signs of what happened.

Carrington sees Johnnie's prescription on the ground, pills scattered and crushed on the floor. But it was hardly any left. That's when Carrington assumed the worse. That Johnnie swallowed half the bottle.

Carrington's eyes widened as he saw the pills scattered on the floor. He quickly realized what had happened. Johnnie had overdosed.

He grabbed his phone and dialed 911, his hands shaking. He kept his eyes on Johnnie, watching for any signs of life.

"Hello? I need an ambulance, now," he said urgently into the phone.

Jake heard Carrington's panic and rushed to the bathroom that Johnnie was in. He froze in place. He felt like his world was crashing down on him.