Days passed in the gray building. Aaron and Josh improved their carving skills. The days blended together between meals and small talk with Josh. Aaron often thought about leaving their room to find the Wills. Each time he spoke up, Josh shut him down with legitimate reasons why this would be a bad idea.
Josh's cough was steadily getting worse. When Aaron confronted him on it, he constantly said "I'm fine, I'm fine." It was getting colder outside and so was the building. Aaron snuck out of the room while Josh was sleeping. He was caught by a guard and sent back to his room. Josh was woken up by the commotion and only stared at him when Aaron walked back into the room. They didn't speak to each other at all the next day.
The next time Aaron woke up, he was cold. As he took in his surroundings, it dawned on him that Josh wasn't there. He sat up from the bed and looked around. There was blood splattered on the walls, and a trail leading to the bathroom. The sound of coughing was coming from that direction. Aaron got out of the bed and walked towards the bathroom door. "Josh?" The coughing paused for a moment and Aaron opened the door.
Josh was bent over the sink, the grey covered in red. Josh was covering his mouth with his hand, but it wasn't doing much good. Blood dripped from it into the sink, emitting a small splat. "Oh god..." Aaron rushed to his side.
Despite being drenched in his own blood, Josh still managed to smile at Aaron. "Morning, sorry you had to see me li--" He was interrupted by his own coughing. The sound was sickening, and Aaron felt nauseous. He turned on the sink and grabbed one of the towels from the towel rack. He wet the towel and tried to clean up Josh. He's losing too much blood!
Then without any warning, Josh started to fall. Aaron caught him before he hit the floor, but Josh was heavy. He was starting to lose his grip. Almost as soon as he felt Josh slip out of his grip did he throw down the blood soaked towel. Josh landed it on it and groaned in his fitful sleep. It wasn't the softest landing, but it was better than landing directly on the concrete. He pulled the towel across the bathroom into the main room, and with the last of his strength hoisted Josh up onto the bed.
It was then that Aaron took the time to assess the situation. Josh must've woken up coughing, and made his way to the bathroom. But the sink was covered in blood. How long had he been in there? And the walls... What had he been doing?
For now, Aaron decide to put his focus into taking care of Josh. He'd lost a deadly amount of blood, and he was going to be asleep for a long time. It was up to him to make sure he didn't die before he woke up. Or ever.
This is by far the shortest chapter. It didn't even make a page on Google Docs. That's because I had to speed write this. I've got to go wash the dishes and then finally go to bed. I'm really regretting wasting an hour away watching the RT Podcast.
Oh, before I forget, please tell me if there are any grammar mistakes. I wrote this in less than an hour.
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FanfictionThis is not going to be updated anymore. Please check the last chapter or AO3 (http://archiveofourown.org/works/5852653/chapters/15905191) for more information. I recommend you read both, because they both say very important but different things.