The paramedics arrived in record time. They got Tyler in what looked like a portable ventilator for artificial respiration. Josh had no idea what to do. He called the last person he figured was still there: Brendon. He would meet him at the hospital.
"Why'd he do it?" Brendon asked through the muffled cellphone speaker. He was concerned. For sure. But also confused.
"I'll tell you when you get here. I think I know. It's a lot on him right now, I don't know how he doing. But it's freaking frigid in this ambulance! And Tyler's probably cold... I don't know what to do!" Cried josh. He was distraught and tearing himself apart mentally. He was worried for his best friend. But also his sanity. Josh did not handle mental stress well before. But now? It was out of the question.
"I'll be there soon. Don't worry, mate," Brendon assured Josh. He was under the impression that Josh would through himself out of the hospital window if he wasn't there. He was also under the impression Josh had something to do with this incident. Tyler had come out to Brendon years ago. And he had always known that Josh was totally unaware of such a thing. So what had happened?
"Kay, man. I'll hold up for you in the lobby, they said I can't go up while he gets intensive care at first," complained Josh. He wanted to hold Tyler's hand through the whole thing. But he couldn't. And the drove him up a wall. So he would wait for Brendon. And he would tell him everything.
A group of teenagers who reeked of pot sat huddled around the entrance.
"Hope you like hospital food, junkie. What a fucking shitstick," One mumbled to his comrades. A paramedic had to hold Josh back from lunging his body at the teenager.
Then Brendon arrived.
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FanfictionThis is my first story, and very rough. So bare with me, as the title will probably change as well as much more xxx
