DepressedDave x DepressedReader: Stormy Days Starry Nights

Chapter 5- Wait What?

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·LANGUAGE
·DEPRESSION/CUTTING
·POSSIBLE TYPOS

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Dave's POV

After getting (y/n) to the hospital and seeing them take her into the ER, I felt like I lost a part of me. It wasn't that big of a part, but enough to make me worry, and Striders don't have time to worry. The doctors also had to check me out. I didn't realize my head was busted and blood was dripping from my forehead. They took me back and patched me up. They gave me new clothes to wear, which was cool and all but the t-shirt reveled my scars. They took my clothes to wash them or whatever, so I just tried my best to hide them from the staff. Ain't no way I'm doing some counseling shit to talk about my "feelings" or going to some mental hospital shit, hell to the fuck no.

Anyways, I stayed there, day and night for the next 2 weeks. I didn't want to leave her side once she came out of surgery. Doctors told us she had a broken rib that almost punchered her heart, and that she broke her right leg. I nodded thinking of the pain she must be going through.

"This is all my fault.." I said looking at the ground. Dirk put a hand on my shoulder. "If I would've just told her to run instead of jump.."

"Lil man she's safe now okay? It's not your fault those snotty ass football heads were trying to pick on her." He said softly.

I sighed.

"C'mon Dave I think it's time we go home, you've been here for the last two weeks." He thanks the doctor and heads for the door. I stand from the bench I was sitting in and glared at the doctor. "Nothin bad better happen to (y/n).." my tone was threatening, but the doctor smiled. "I assure you she will be alright, I understand you are concerned for your girlfriend." My face dusted a light pink. Just as I was about to deny that, Dirk called for me. I looked at the doctor then left.

-------------------------------- TIME SKIP TO 2 1/2 MONTHS LATER --------------------------------------

Its been 2 and a half months since I've last seen (y/n). I begged Dirk to go let us see her today. After 7 hours of begging, 2 victory roof fights, and 16 bottles of AJ, he finally said yes. I ran to my room to grab my shoes but stopped in the door way. I clenched my head and yelled for Dirk. He came rushing to my side like before.

"Again? David Elizabeth Strider I think it's time for you to see some one, this has been going on since we've left the hospital the first time." Dirks voice was strict. I sigh and nod. On the way to the hospital Dirk stopped by a flower shop. I sat in the car wondering what he was doing. In the meantime I picked at my fresh scars, I had just did them last night. I was so worried about the pain (y/n) must be going through and it just..kinda happened. I know that's very uncool. Dirk started coming out as I quickly pulled the sleeves to my jacket down. He didn't notice which was good.

"Here sign it. Its for (y/n)." He said, handing me a card and some beautiful flowers. The card read:

'Hope you feel better soon. We bought you flowers and hope you wake up. You've been gone too long. We're always here for you.

Yours Truly, '

After that Dirk had written his name. I quickly scribbled down a little message then closed the card. We arrived to the hospital with my head still throbbing. Dirk helped me inside. We got the room right across from (y/n)'s though we weren't allowed in there yet. A group of doctors surrounded outside her door, discussing something I couldn't hear. A nurse came in to tend to me. She asked me to remove my Jacket so she could check my heart beat, breathing, and vitals. Dirk had stepped out the room, the group of doctors calling him over. I looked blankly at the nurse through my Shades.