Dave Strider X Reader (A Game of Pretend)

Jinx

"Listen man, I don't need to go to the hospital." Dirk stated, refusing the man's help.
"Sir, you're bleeding from your side, and if you don't let me help you, you will bleed out." This poor ambulance man had been trying with Dirk for a good while now.

"Nah, nah, I'll be fine." He tried to stand. The ambulance man didn't let him. "Let me help you."

"No."

Poor Lindsay had no idea why she couldn't get into the parking garage of her apartment. There was something blocking the way.
She sighed and parked her car on the street and decided, fuck it.
She got out and went for the lobby, but found there was an ambulance.
She blinked.

She couldn't help but answer to her nosy-mind, and see just what happened. She was surprised to find Dirk, lying on the side walk, surrounded by blood.

Two men tried getting him on a gurney.
"Dirk?!" She stepped forward. All three heads turned.

A small smile appeared on Dirks face.
Wait.
She wasn't even home?
He could have avoided all of his sinful mess had he have known.

"Ma'am please keep ba-"
"Calm down." Dirk interrupted one of the ambulance men.
"Dirk oh my God! What happened?" She stepped forward and kneeled beside him.
"I was stabbed twice." He smiled wider.

She looked down and found his shirt was completely soaked.
"Oh myGOD. D I RK. GO IN THE AMBULANCE."
"Thank you." Ambulance Man said.
"Come with me, then."
"What? Whatever fine, just let them help you!"

Dirk lifted his hands.
"Take me away, Ambulance men."

The both finally managed to get this stubborn strider in this ambulance. Though according to the law, she couldn't go with him. They decided to tell him once he was actually inside the ambulance. Smart.

Dirk wasn't happy about it though.
Lindsay decided to wait until (Name) was home and she would go too. She already informed her to come home instead, she didn't tell her why, not yet.

She stood outside of the complex, to nervous to go inside.

Your bus pulled to a stop and you and Dave exited.
"I don't know.. She just said to come home and bring you."

Dave shrugged at your comment. "Well, it's fine, I don't mind." He slid his arm around your waist loosely.

You noticed your sister sat against her car. She wasn't inside?
"Hey." You waved as you approached her.

"Uh.. "
She took a moment. Then smiled.
"Hey ... Get in the car.."
You and Dave looked at each other.

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"He, WHAT?!" Dave ran his hands through his hair as you waited in the lobby, for them to guide you to the room they were keeping Dirk, apparently.

Lindsay nodded.
"I don't know what happened," Her hands where shaky. "I just came home and found this whole messy situation."
She nervously wrapped her arms around themselves.
"I'm.. I'm sure he will be okay.." You said, feeling a strange feeling in your stomach.
You were really getting sick of this place.
Dave latched his hand on to yours.
He looked a little pale, the poor kid.

"Right this way." The nurse at the counter smiled.
You all followed her as she guided you through the emergency room.
She stopped at a certain room and smiled. "Here you are."
With that she left you three. You all walked into the room at the same time.

Dirk looked over and a small smile formed on his face.
"Well if it isn't the traumatic trio."

Lindsay and Dave both went to either sides of his bed.

He looked fine for being stabbed apparently?
"What the hell happened?" Dave asked, looking his torso up and down.
Dirk slid the blanket below his waist and lifted up his shirt. He still had the same shirt on. You can tell because it had holes in it near his side.

He pointed to the stitching they made.
"I was stabbed."

He sounds so calm. They were large stitches too. You looked away.
He dropped his shirt. Lindsay frowned. She still looked shaken up. Dave ... Well he just looked quite upset.

"Well did you kill whoever stabbed you?" Dave asked, quite angrily.

"Nah, but I stabbed him here and there. Punched him and so forth."

Dave nodded. "Is he here..?"
"Yeah, I'm sure he's around here somewhere."

Dirk looked over at you and smiled again. "Well hello, friend."

You waved.
"Are you okay?"
He nodded. "Doing just fine."

"You were fucking stabbed. Twice apparently." Dave interrupted.
"It's not a big deal..."
You couldn't help but stare at the wounds. They were visible through the holes in his shirt.
"Wanna feel..?" He asked.
You shook your head.

"Lord... No thanks."
He laughed.
"Nah, they feel cool." You stood close to him. He grabbed your hand and lightly ran your fingers across them. They felt oddly strange.
"W o a h."

He laughed and let your hand go.
"Did it hurt?"
"Oh yeah, like a bitch."
You both laughed a little. Neither Dave or Lindsay laughed along.

He looked up at Lindsay.
"Are you alright..?" He asked her. Her face was a pit more pale than usual too.
"Who hurt you..?" Was her only response.
Dirk frowned.
"Well, I don't want to ruin your wonderful relationship with your boyfriend or anything..."

She paused.
"I don't have a - " She shook her head. "Just tell me who hurt you."
He looked down but then back at her.
"Kane."

Dave shot a look down at Dirk. You and your sister both widened your eyes.
"... He didn't.." She muttered. Her face grew a bit dark.
"Yeah, I was going to see you and I ran into him. I'm almost positive I hit him first. I don't remember exactly.. When you see red, whatever you do next you seem to forget." He shrugged.

She put a hand on her forehead and sighed.
Dirk frowned. You looked at Dave.
You knew there was something strange about that man.

Dirk reached for her arm and slid his hand down to hers. "Don't worry about it. He is peacefully suffering with a stab wound through his arm."

She looked down at him.
"What was he doing there too?" She asked.
"He was looking for you too."

You sighed.
Maybe now she wouldn't always be around him.
You walked over to Dave and reached down for his hand. He looked angrier, but it was very subtle.

"I'm sorry.." She finally said.
"Oh, don't apologize, it's not your fault your new friend is a dick."

She smiled.
Aw.
You squeezed Dave's hand.
So much fighting in one day.

"Well, thanks for jinxing me good buddy." Dirk looked at you. His voice held all of the sarcasms.
You smiled a little. "Sorry.."