Spartans [FINISHED]

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Memphis's POV SHIT SHIT SHIT. I walk out of the bathroom and over to John. "You gave me a hickey!" I whisper. "Oh shit, where?" I moved my hair and John almost dropped his phone. He put it down and looked around. "Shit I didn't even realize I did that. I'm going to get killed. I'm not- ugh!" John was actually freaking out. Now I've seen everything. "Hey it's my fault too." I say trying to keep him from having and anxiety attack. I don't think it worked because he started breathing hard and his hands were shaking. "Calm down, I don't want you passing out because of a love bite. I'm sure no one will notice." Then to make matters worse, Daryl and Rachel come in. "John, you alright?" They asked and all that did was make him freak out more. "Girlfriend boyfriend business, out!" I push them out of the room and walk over to John. His breathing was shaky and he was leaning on the wall. "Hey, calm down. It's okay, no ones going to find out." I say giving him a hug. His hands stop shaking and he starts breathing normally again. "How?" He says looking up at me. "I'll find a way." He leans his head against the wall. "I really fucked up." No John, I fucked up. I should have stopped it at the kiss, but I didn't. I'm sorry you're freaking out. "Did I h-have sex wi-with you?" I looked at him and his hands were shaking again. "No, why?" I ask kinda disgusted. "Because if I c-couldn't remember g-giving you t-that, I m-m-might not remember doing th-that." I looked at his hands and they were shaking like crazy. "No John, you're still a virgin as far as I know. And I would stop you if you tried." I smile and he keeps looking forward. "I'll b-be right d-down, you go w-without m-me." I kiss him on the mouthpiece. "Okay." And I left.
John's POV Once Memphis left I ran into the bathroom, took my helmet off and threw up. I heard Daryl run up the stairs and bang on the door. "John, you alright in there? Memphis told me you were freaking out, so I came up here to check on you when I heard you throwing up." I rinsed my mouth out then put my helmet back on. "I'm fine." I reply walking to the door. "Yeah logic says when a twelve year old kid is stuttering and throwing up and their hands are shaking, they are not fine." I opened the door and leaned on the frame. "Memphis is scared down there. And there's something we need to tell you guys." I nod and walk down the stairs. "John are you feeling alright?" Johnson asks me only looking up from Memphis to talk to me. Rachel had an arm around her. Memphis was looking down at the floor. I walked over to her. "Hey what's the matter? I'm okay." I say looking at her shaking hands. She nods then my parents come through the door. "What the hell?" "John, these are your parents." HAS EVERYONE GONE CRAZY??!!! "N-no you're d-dead. I w-watched you die." I started looking for the rail to the stairs. I started breathing harder and my hands started shaking. I looked at Memphis and there were two people in front of her and she was shaking her head crying. "No we didn't, John. You were taken away when we were in a coma." I'm guessing that was my mom. My breaths got shorter and more time in between. "You're dead when your heart stops beating, yours wasn't beating!" I grabbed the railing and started coughing. "John, you were eight. You might not remember." "I remember perfectly fucking clear! You died!" I scream even though I shouldn't because I can't breathe, but I thought after screaming. The room started spinning and I fell to the ground. "We're sorry John, we didn't mean to scare you." I opened my mouth and tried to take a breath but that did nothing. "Johnson stop! He's going to pass out!" I heard Rachel scream. "I need to see if he does." I reached for my throat when I was sure I couldn't breathe at all. "JOHNSON STOP!" I couldn't see him, the room was spinning too fast, but I knew it was Daryl. Then it went black. "John, John are you okay? John!" I cough and look up to see Daryl shaking me. I sit up and look around. I'm in my bunk, I don't see Memphis. "W-where's M-Memphis?" Daryl gives me a hug. "Oh my god. She's alright she's downstairs yelling at Johnson. I'm so happy you're okay." What, why is Daryl hugging me, and why is there a needle in my arm? Wait, needle in my arm, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?! Daryl let's go of me then takes the needle out. "What the hell is going on?" I ask pulling my sleeve down. "You had an anxiety attack and couldn't breathe so you passed out. You weren't even breathing well while you were out. I thought you were going to stop breathing and have a heart attack." Daryl looked down then Rachel ran over. "Are you okay? Are you breathing fine? Are your hands shaky?" Rachel was leaning on the wall before she ran over. "Yeah I'm fine. But my parents, they we-" "No, John that was a trick Johnson was playing. He thought you were going to deny that it was real but, no one would act like that after what happened to them. They freak out, do things they shouldn't." Oh shit, did I do something. "What did I do?" Rachel looked at me and smiled. "Nothing. Come on Memphis is freaking out." I get up and run down the stairs. Memphis was sitting by the wall on her phone. She looked up from what she was looking at and got up. She walked over to me and gave me a hug. "I thought you were gonna have a heart attack. I don't know wh-" "Hey, I'm okay, I wasn't going to have a heart attack, I'm fine." I say cutting her off. She lets go of me and I rub her head. "John I'm sorry. I didn't know." I looked over my shoulder and it was Johnson. "I fucking hate you Johnson! Were you trying to kill us?" Memphis went ballistic. "No, I was just being an ass hole. I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd react like that." "JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!"