Zombiestuck- Not Okay

Chapter 25

Dirk

Wake up.

My eyes snapped open and I took in a huge breath of air. The first thing I noticed was that basically every muscle in my body was either completely numb or in a lot of pain. The second thing I noticed was that I had no idea where I was.

I was in a bed in what looked like a hotel room. There was another bed to my left, covered in various medical supplies. Nobody was around, but the door was open a crack and I could faintly hear voices outside. I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed, but that just made everything ache more.

My wrist. I could barely feel it, but every time I moved it felt like someone was stabbing it repeatedly with a knife. I couldn't see why though, because it was bandaged along with my head, my shoulder, and part of my leg. But my wrist was the worst. The pain was worse than any other constant pain I'd ever felt, and it wasn't stopping. Apparently the bleeding wasn't stopping either. Unlike my other bandages which were completely clean with barely a speck of blood, this one was completely soaked in the stuff. I tried desperately to remember what happened, but the last thing I could remember was climbing down from the roof with Jane.

Speaking of Jane, I was finally hearing footsteps coming into the room. "Dirk?"

She walked in and froze when she saw me. She ran over to me and wrapped me in a tight hug, only loosening when I told her she was hurting my shoulder. "You're alive!" she squealed.

"Yeah I'm alive," I said. "But I have no idea how or what happened."

Her face quickly changed to a look of worry. "You don't remember anything?" she asked.

"I remember some things," I clarified. "I remember we were coming down from the rooftops to fight more zombies and then..." The rest was too fuzzy for me to make out. "I don't know."

She didn't look as scared, but it was obvious that she was about to say something she didn't want to tell me. "You got attacked pretty bad and passed out," she began. Oh no, I know exactly where this is going. "Equius, Nepeta, Kanaya, and Feferi found us and brought us back to where they woke up. They're here, and so are three of the betas. This is Dave's room; he said you could crash here. But... I think your wrist is broken and..." she trailed off.

"And what?" I demanded. She looked away from me and stared at the floor. Oh no. As I winced and prayed with every ounce of my being that I was wrong, I peeled back the top of my bandage.

But I was right. I had been bitten. Jane walked over to me, probably hoping to comfort me, but all I could do was sit there staring at what had gone wrong, my memories finally beginning to return. "Dirk-"

"How long has it been?" I interrupted, finally looking up to see her trying to hold back the tears in her eyes.

"About an hour and a half, but-"

"Jane, you'll ki-" I couldn't finish that sentence. All I could hear was Jake asking me to kill him, and I didn't want anyone to have to hear the same words come out of my mouth. I stood up, wincing a little bit from the pain in my leg. I would have to run away. I probably didn't have enough time, but I had to make it as far away from them as possible.

"Dirk, wait!" Jane said. I turned back to face her. "You were wrong. The trolls said two hours is the average time for the infection to spread to your brain. You have more like 24 hours before you... you know."

Great. Not only did I make a huge mistake before, I was going to have to endure the pain of slowly dying for a whole day. At least it gave me more time to get away. Wait.

"Does that mean I could have saved Jake?" I asked. I was suddenly feeling even more swamped by guilt than before. I saw Jane's face cloud over as she realized what I was saying.

"It... it depends" she began quietly, "You said his bite was in his shoulder, right?" I nodded. "Well that's a lot closer to his head then yours is... it would have spread really quickly. It probably had by the time he met up with you."

She sounded sad, but I wasn't sure how to feel. I was upset by the confirmation that I couldn't have saved him, but relieved that it meant I didn't just miss the chance to. Was that wrong?

"Dirk... I'm sorry..." Jane said. But if she was going to say something after that, I didn't give her the chance. I suddenly had an idea. It wasn't a very good idea, but it was the best one I had.

"Jane, what kind of loot do the trolls have here?"

She looked confused. "Well it's mostly food, weapons, and medical supplies, but there's also a pile of robot parts that they kept finding and taking because they looked important. Why?" She asked.

Well if this was some kind of stupid video game destiny crap, it certainly made sense.

"Go get Equius and tell him to bring as many spare parts as he can find," I told her. I wasn't too excited to see that guy again, but hopefully he would be a little bit less unbearable when he wasn't partially me.

"What? Why?" She asked. I wasn't sure if she knew what I was going to do and just didn't want to believe it, or if she was really clueless. But it didn't matter, there wasn't a lot of time.

"Jane, please," I said, trying to avoid looking at her, "Just trust me."

I'm not sure why, but that seemed to work. She sighed and walked out of the room closing the door behind her. I was beginning to feel sick to my stomach, but I wasn't sure if it was from the bite or my nerves.

I decided to try to distract myself by preparing for Equius to come in. I grabbed a knife from the bed next to mine and got ready to do something that would either be really stupid, save my life, or both.