Dr. Cashby [✔]

Chapter Ten: I've Given Up

POV from Austin

There came a ferocious knocking on my door.

"Go away." I groaned as Alan pecked my throat with kisses, his tongue slightly grazing my shoulder.

"Can't." Josh sobbed, the door opening. Alan leaped from me, shoving me back into my chair and sank into his, his legs strategically crossed. I did the same, my 'visitor' deciding to go away once I heard Josh's voice. The young man stumbled into the room, his hands shaking as he clambered to my desk, knocking over items in search of something. 

"What are you doing, Josh? What are you looking for?" I asked worriedly, picking up the items on the floor. 

"Oli-he-I-scissors-" Josh whimpered, his hands now slapping at mine which were grabbing at his. "Stop it! I need scissors! Now!" 

"Josh, what's going on?" I asked carefully. Josh looked up at me, his eyes watering. They were doing more than watering. He was sobbing. 

"Oli tried to kill himself, he's suffocating. I need the scissors to cut him loose-" 

That was all I needed to hear. I grabbed the scissors that were hidden in the top drawer and raced off down the halls to their room, finally thankful for my long legs. 

I skidded to a halt in front of the room, hearing the strangled grunts from Oli. I could hear Rian screaming for Josh to hurry the fuck up. I leaped into the room, grabbing the thin boy on the ground from Rian. Rian sat back as I pulled at the fabric with shaky hands. Oliver's face was already a sickly blue color, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. I pulled the fabric as far as it would go against his skin and shoved the scissors in that small half inch of space between his skin and the shirt. 

Snip. 

Heavy breathing filled the room, soon to be joined by soft sobs. I was crying as well, tears streaming down my face as Oli shuddered in my arms, his body so small and frail. His hands were clenching at his throat, gasping and shaking. I drew Oliver into my lab better and cradled the poor man. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Oli's whole body was wracking from his sobs, his thin fingertips twisting impossibly. Josh barreled into the room, his arms wrapping around Oliver, ripping him from my lap. 

"Oliver! No! I shouldn't have had long sleeved shirts. I should have known not to sleep, I should have-" 

This only made Oli's sobs worsen. "I'm sorry, Josh! I tried-it's not-not your fault!" 

Both of the friends cried on the ground holding each other. Rian stood up, wiping his eyes, shaking his head. "Where's Gaskarth?" He muttered. I shrugged and was about to answer, but he walked out of the room. I followed him, curious. 

I spotted Alan standing outside the room, his mouth covered by his shaking hand. "Oh my god-" 

"Comfort Oli, make sure he's okay." I ordered to Alan. "Please?" 

Alan nodded and I followed after Rian. 

Rian stormed around the corner and made a sound of surprise as he stumbled into Alex. 

"God, is Oliver okay?" Alex asked, helping his friend up. Rian nodded, tears returning. I walked up beside them, standing there, trying not to make them stop talking. Hopefully, they wouldn't. 

"He's fine. Dr. Carlile cut the shirt in time." 

"Good, good." Alex murmured, trying to walk past Rian, but Rian blocked him. 

"I'm resigning." Rian said bluntly. Both me and Alex blinked stupidly at Rian. 

"What do you mean? 

"I can't-I can't do this." Rian muttered softly, his eyes closing as he leaned against the wall, his head in his hands. "I can't-if Oliver died, I don't know what I would have done-" 

"So you're just going to give up on him?" Alex snapped. I bit my lip and felt myself internally shut down. If Rian left Oli, then Oli would think that we were giving up on him. 

"I'm not giving up." Rian scowled. "I'm just-I don't-I'm doing more harm than good." Alex scoffed. 

"He trusts you." 

"I'm sorry." Rian said curtly, walking away. Alex pursed his lips and looked at me, shaking his head. 

"Great. Just great. Can't wait." Alex scoffed, rolling his eyes, leaving me confused as ever. 

No One's POV

Alan Ashby leaned against the wall of his now empty room. Oliver was in the infirmary and Josh wanted to stay with him. Alan sat down on his bed and was content with the silence. He knew what he had to do. It was simple, but why did he have to make things so complicated by actually falling for the man? 

As if abusive relationships were a thing in the past. If Phil was here, he'd know what to say. But he wasn't. Alan sighed loudly and rubbed at his arms where Austin was previously holding them, kissing him deeply. 

He loved kissing Austin. His fingertips grazed his lips and he felt himself smiling. Austin. Just the name sent shivers down his spine. Is it possible to be in love? 

"Knock, knock." chuckled a voice. Alan stood up quickly, his eyes widening as the man walked into the room, smiling. Seth. 

Alan felt his mouth twist into a small half smile. "Hey," 

"Hi, babe. How are you settling?" Seth asked softly, his body moving closer to Alan's. Alan couldn't help but pull away a little from Seth, his body tense, waiting for Seth to strike him, but it never came. 

"I'm doing good." Alan muttered, his eyes fluttering shut a little. 

"That's good." Seth smirked, sensing Alan's discomfort. "Come on, dear, you don't have to be so scared. I'm not gonna hit you." 

"That's what you said last time." Alan's voice cracked, his eyes tearing up. "And then you-I-" 

"Well, I'm not going to, okay?" Snapped Seth. Alan nodded and Seth smirked. "Give your boyfriend a kiss!" 

Alan bit his lip and leaned forward, pecking Seth on the lips. 

"That's all?" Seth pouted. "I've missed you like hell." 

"I-I don't want anyone to see." Alan whimpered, his eyes flying to the door. Seth smirked, his eyes rolling. He stood and shut the door, moving a chair in front of the door. Alan's heart raced as Seth moved a piece of cloth to the little window in the door, then slowly turned to Alan, a smirk gracing his lips.

"No one's gonna see." Seth promised, pushing Alan down on the stiff mattress and pulling at Alan's waistband. Alan felt tears welling in his eyes as he was about to start sobbing again, knowing that if he made a sound, it would only make things worse. Alan closed his eyes and sank his teeth into his lip as Seth's fingertips dug into his upper thigh making him squirm. All he wanted was for it to be over.