TW- Hospital, SA MENTIONED
(Also nvm on th drangst for today yall need some fluff)
I move my hand, for the first time in months I move. I MOVE! I wanna scream and jump but I'm not that mobile yet, Jake was moved into the same room as me, he sounds rough. It's been two months since he's gotten placed in the hospital.
I hear Jake shift quickly in his bed, "DREW!?" He waits for me to respond, so I move my hand "Oh my god you're okay, Drew I'm so sorry."
Why do I love this guy, he's actually kind of annoying, god. He calls the nurse in and she helps me sit up, I can move my mouth now, and talk but I'm not ready to talk to Jake, and she tells me that I'm going to need physical therapy before I can walk normally again.
Great, now people will call ME a freak, or pity me. I don't need that bullshit. I try to pull myself up and Jake jumps up to help me. "I'm fine" well now he knows I can talk, shit.
"I just want to help Drew! We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to but you can't run away forever." Jake says, I mean, I know he's right but I'd like to think he's wrong.
"Nuh uh" I say as I look up at him from my bed, his gold hair reflecting the morning sun in my eyes, I smirk, not just because I'm actually the funniest person you'll ever meet, but also because I'm fine, well I'll BE fine.
He smiles back at me, not a halfhearted weak smile but a SMILE you can see the warmth in his eyes, before retorting "Yuh huh" and he lets out a soft chuckle.
I let him help me to the mess hall, as we walk in I can see my mom, she's surrounded by people, and she's... fighting? Hate to be that guy, we walk closer and I get a good look at who she's fighting. Oh. Good for her.
"Jake."
"Huh?"
"Let's go."
"Alright."
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AN TW- Suicide, mental health
GUYS IM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE😭🙏
My friend's dad killed himself, we got dogs, and my own mental health has been on a downward spiral, I spent a night in the adult ward at a hospital, and I NEVER wanna do that again, I had to push myself to not drop this.😭
I love you guys ty so much for sticking with me
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We're Both Losers Baby
FanfictionI messed up, I called my best friend a freak, he might not ever forgive me. TW: sensitive topics, suicidal ideation, sexual assault, self harm, panic attacks, slurs, homophobia, and racism. Reader discretion advised. Sometimes I may get writers b...
