Save me...

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A/N-Warning- very sad and some possible triggers. If you're easily triggered, i suggest skipping this one.
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BRIANS POV
I couldn't do it anymore. It was all becoming too much. I have lost my mother and my father within a month. Then, Roger went on a business trip. The stress was enough to drive someone mad. I believe I am literally going mad.

So, here I am, sitting in our bathtub. With the water filled up. A razor blade next to my arm. Blood running down both of my arms. I lied back and rested my head against the wall with my arms out. I closed my eyes and slipped from consciousness.
JOHNS POV
I'm worried about Brian. He's lost his mom and dad within a month. It's enough to drive someone to kill themself. Speaking of Brian, he's been in the shower for a while. Almost an hour. I decided to check on him.

I walk upstairs and smell the familiar scent. Blood. My mind instantly starts racing. I knock on the door. No response. I'm fearing for my friend's life. I open the door and immediately drop to his side. He's sitting in a bathtub with a pool of his own blood next to his arm. The bathtub is filled with water mixed with blood. I check his pulse. It's very weak. I scream for Freddie. "What's going on de-oh my god!" he yells as he drops to his knees. "Well do something!" I yell at him.

He runs and grabs the phone. He's talking to the paramedics as I try to tourniquet his cuts. I grab a towel and wrap it around his arm. I take my shirt off and wrap it around his other arm. Freddie comes back into the room and drops to his knees. At this point, we are both a mess.

The paramedics come and take him. I sink down onto the floor and place a hand on my bare chest. I feel like so can't breathe. Shit, we need to call Roger! I think to myself. I don't even realize when the tears start streaming down my face. I close my eyes and try to breathe. I feel Freddie wrap his arms around me and kiss my forehead. "Shhh, he's going to be ok. I promise." he whispers. I hope he can keep this one. "Roger, call Roger." I choke out. He looks down at me. He nods and gets up.
ROGERS POV
I am worried about my boyfriend. He's lost his mother and father in the same month. I feel to bad about leaving him. My boss said it was urgent so I was forced. It wasn't my choice.

I wake up the phone ringing. Who's calling now? I think to myself. I pick up the phone.

"Hello." I say.

"Roger, oh god, come home now." Freddie said over the phone line.

"W-What's going on, Fred?" I ask him. I'm practically panicking now.

"Oh god, Brian, oh my gosh, tried to kill himself." he said over the phone. I dropped the phone. I ran to my bosses room and burst in.

"I need to go home sir. Oh god, my boyfriend tried to kill himself." I said and his jaw dropped.

"Well go. He needs you more than I do." he said and I ran out of there. I grabbed my wallet and drivers license. I ran down to my car and started it. I raced to our flat.

I burst through the door of our flat and yelled that I was there. I saw Freddie and Deaky walk out of the room. "Can, oh god. we go to the hospital now?" I whispered. They came over hugged me. I hugged back. That's when it hit me. Brian could be dead. "CAN WE PLEASE JUST GO TO THE HOSPITAL NOW?" I yelled. They nodded in unison and we walked out to my car. Freddie wouldn't let me drive so he did. I lied my head against the window and cried silent tears. When we finally came to a stop, I hopped out of the car and ran into the hospital. Freddie came running after me.

"Hello, is a Brian May here?" I asked.

"Yes, room 39." she said. I nodded and ran to his room. I opened the door and saw the worst image anyone could see. He was hooked up to a ventilator and had bandages all over his arms. I cover my mouth and broke down. My legs gave up on me and Freddie caught me before I could fall. He sat me down on a chair as I stare at my boyfriend. I had a feeling of what was going to happen. I wasn't liking the way my stomach was twisted in knots.

We sat there for a bit. His heartbeat was so weak. It was quite scary. The doctor finally came in.

"Hello, as you all know, Brian tried to kill himself. He's currently on a ventilator. He lost a lot of blood. I don't think it is enough to keep him alive." he said. He kept talking but I wasn't listening. He might not live. I couldn't breathe. "So, would you guys like to have us keep him on the ventilator or...unfortunately, let him go?" he asked. I felt my breath hitch.

"I'll give you guys time to think." the doctor said and left the room. I sat, speechless. I knew what to do. I knew the better option. He wouldn't have to suffer. I let out a shaky breath. Freddie and John were hugging. They almost looked like a couple. John was sobbing. Freddie had silent tears running down his face. I think John found him. I can't imagine that trama of finding one of your best friends, almost dead.

"I-I know what to do." I choked out and sobbed again. They looked over at me. "What's that?" John whispered. He looked absolutely wrecked and terrified. "I don't want him to suffer. Of course, I want him to live. I just don't want him to be in constant pain and have a constant reminder of what he did." I whispered and they both nodded.

"I agree. He would be in constant reminder wouldn't he?" Freddie asked. I nodded and looked down at my lap. He walked out to find a doctor. The doctor walked it. He looked so sad. "So, what did you decide?" he asked and flashed me a sad smile.

"We don't want him to suffer any longer." I breathed out. He nodded and looked over at Brian. "Would you like to pull the plug?" he asked me. I looked over at Freddie and John. They nodded and held each other. I looked over at the doctor and nodded. He led me over to the plug. I took one look at my boyfriend. His pale skin. His beautiful thin lips. His body. His beautiful limp body. I took a deep breath and pulled the plug. I watched the heart monitor go flat. This is it.

My boyfriend is dead...
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A/N- Yall, i genuinely hate myself for writing this. There will be a part two. I'm in a very productive mood so it'll probably be out pretty soon. I am so sorry i had to write this.p

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