GHOULS, A Sam And Colby supernatural fanfic

Ghoul Eyes

Sam walked grudgingly back to the aprtment from the bus stand. The doctor told him that it was an 'unwise' decision to drive just yet and since Colby had ditched him, Sam decided that taking the bus wasnt going to be that bad....plus he dosent wanna waste it on cabs.

Reaching the aprtment door, he pulled out the key from the pocket of his hoodie when he realized a small note with a plastic baggy containing something wrapped... attached nicely to the doorknob. Looking around to see anyone about, Sam tugged the note...obviously frm Colby

Hey pal...i visited u in the hospital the other day and again the next day but er...doctor said you wont be wakin up for awhile....hey man, im really really sorry. I never ever meant for u to get hurt...

Sam unlocked the door, bringing in the plastic baggie. He placed it on the table and went to the kitchen.

I feel terrible...i only suffered minor injuries and u had to....im so so sorry man. Sam, your phone isnt working. Pls im begging u!! Can u text me back or something. Promise ill be home asap right!! I told Gabe and Nick to keep an eye on u so....

The tap had been running for a good 10 minutes before Sam remembered to close it. His mind was a fuzzy thing right now and his body ached as if he'd fallen all the way down to the parking lot!!!

Sam, its going to be okay...ill be home as quick as u know it!

Colby

He switched on the tv but all he saw was bright light, too bright for his stinging eyes. It had been burning a lot lately evr since he was admitted in the hospital and Sam couldnt think of any solution. He heard the growling of his stomach and remembered that he actually hadnt eaten since a few days ago.

The nurse had to tube in some milk and water but that was it! Anything else that came in contact with his tongue sickens him to the point that even his favorite chocolate milkshake tasted worse than baby food!!

p.s. i bought your favorite chocolate milkshake and hamburger...well, actually Gabe did but i told him too!!

Food!! He need food!!

Hamburger sounds nice for a start and maybe it was the mix of hospital aroma and creamy chocolate that whirl his mind. Sam trudged towards the contents in the plastic baggie, pulling out the wrapped sandwich. He unwrapped the burger and took a whif...
Something smelled...expired or contaminated...has the food gone bad already?

Though the hamburger looked fine, the smell is..revolting! Unexpectantly, he took a lazy bite and immediately wished he hadnt. Covering his mouth, his breathing hitched and his eyes widened and began to water. Sam ran towards the sink and spit everything from his mouth. He gargled and spit and gargled and spit. Then he coughed.

It was bad...dang it!!

He clutched at his stomach as it began to make unhumanly noises within and took a swig of the milkshake. Sam gasped and spit the milkshake out onto the carpet. Then, unable to comprehend the foulty taste, he threw up into the toilet bowl, crying unexpactantly. He wasnt able to stop the tears and suddenly missed Colby more than ever....

The shrill laughter of a woman echoed in his mind...

No...no no no no!!! Why me? Why?

The growling of his stomach intensified. Sam was sooooo hungry. And it was sooooo painful that he had to endure this on his own. He limped out of the bathroom and suddenly enraged, he opened the fridge and grabbed whatever there was. He trusts everything into his hungry mouth but no matter what he ate, they just tasted unbearably bad and come out again.

Hungry....hungry....food....food...flesh...

Sam was now panting after a series of vomiting. His face was wet and streaked with tears. He had never missed home so much in his entiee life.

Food...hungry...i cant....my tongue is tingling....so tired...so hungry...

He turned to face the many mirrors beside him and...just stared in mortification. He walked up towards the mirror and tilted his head to the side, his fingers moving towards his right eye in reflex. His expression looked....

Sam screamed. Very loud and very clear. He placed his hands on his cheeks, his fingers running round the side of his right eye.

Wh-what...whats happening to me....my eye...its...

It was...red iris and black sclra not blue iris white sclra anymore. The veins around that particular eye was in evident now, red and thin like wires.

Colby opened eyes slowly, sleep leaving him as fast as it approached. Caprone and the rest of the family was probably still asleep...or out hunting...but...he felt a sickening thug in his heart.
Something had happened....something was wrong...
Then his eyes widen with sudden realisation that he almost fell out of bed as he hastily walked out, putting on his sweater.

Sam!