I'm a goner, somebody catch my breath
Tyler approached the door of Josh's parents' house and knocked. The wouldn't be home, it was a weekday. He knocked again. He grabbed the key hidden in the mailbox and let himself in. Tyler rushed upstairs.
"Josh? Josh? JOSH? ANSWER ME. ARE YOU OKAY?
Josh? no. no no no no."
He passed out, he just passed out. Probably breathing too hard. Check his pulse. Check it. What if....
I can feel your breath, I can feel my death
Check his wrists. Roll up his sleeves. no. no, no, no. Josh.
"Josh... you promised."
My fault, my fault, I should have known. I should have known. my fault.
Bloody red lines criss-crossed the words that Josh had written across his arms in black ink. "I'm a" on his left, "goner" on his right.
What the heck is the poison control number? Fuck that, I don't care, this is worse. I'm calling 911.
Dispatcher: "Hello, what is your emergency."
Tyler: "Uh. Uh. Uh. Um." *breathing heavily*
Dispatcher: Please remain calm. What is your emergency?
Tyler: My...friend, he...i came over to his house and... he's unconscious... and... I think he has ink poisoning or... well he deals with stuff and I think... he cut too deep or something, I don't know but I'm terrified please help him I...
Dispatcher: What is your location?
Tyler: Uh... um... the corner of Fortland Street and Stayinur Lane.
Dispatcher: We'll send someone right over.
Tyler: Th... thanks
Fuck this. Fuck everything. How much longer is he going to last? I can't walk this world alone. I'm afraid. I'm terrified. Where the fuck is an ambulance, Josh is DYING.
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somebody catch my breath
FanfictionSo... I'm not very experienced in the whole world of writing fanfiction. I don't particularly like my writing, but I was convinced to put a story of mine on here. Also, trigger warning: deals with topics of suicide and self harm. Also if this isn...
