Kids From Yesterday -MCR killjoy fanfic

Chapter 11

(A/N this chapter contains some dusturbing content for certain readers. Readers discretion)

I slowly began to stand up. "What happened?  Is everything okay?"

She didn't say anything.  She looked to be holding back tears.

Silver and Jet stood up as well. "Nightmare?" Silver asked.

Ghoul came up behind her. "Nebula you need to see this."  Ghoul said,  tears running down his face.

I hurriedly followed them to the back of the house.

As we got closer to one of the bedroom's slightly ajar doors,  Nightmare stepped to the side,  covering her mouth as tears ran down her cheeks.

My heart pounded as I ran into the room. I shoved the door open,  gazing inside.

I stood in the doorway,  frozen as it unfolded in front of me.

Party laid distorted in the center of the room,  his eyes closed and his hair sprawled out under his head.

"Oh my God.."  Silver whimpered when she came up behind me,  before rushing over to Kobra who sat on the bed in the corner.

But all I could do was stare at Party..

My body dropped to an unbelievable temperature as small details began unfolding before my eyes.

The groups horrified chatter faded in the background.

I slowly raised my eyes to my sister,  who was kneeled down in front of a disoriented Kobra,  of whom was sat up dazed on the mattress.

I turned my gaze back to Party,  slowly making my way over to him.

I kneeled down next to him.  My heart beat wasn't even beating enough to be felt. 

My mind was clouded with fuzzy thoughts as I observed his surroundings.

I picked up an empty bottle of ancient vodka,  which lay next to his body,  the liquore still visible across his bottom lip.

My face paled as I landed my eyes on the orange cylindric pill bottle in his hand.

My breathing faded as I hesitantly picked it up. I turned it over in my hands, reading the famous BL/ind Happy Pill logo.

I tried to catch my breath,   a million thoughts running through my head.

It was then that I realized that the container was also empty.

I slowly looked up at his face.

It fell beautifully as he slept soundly,  yet at the same time a permanent frown was etched into his lips,  his eyebrows creased together.

I felt my heart beat vanish all together,  yet the butterflies began to rage in my stomach.

Why did he do this?  How could he do this?

I quickly began to panic,  as I realized his breathing was ceasing.

"Guys we need to help him!  He's not breathing!"

I put my hand on his cheek,  turning his face to meet mine.

"No Party..no no you have to stay with me."  An overwhelming horror fell over me,  my thoughts running ramped as I tried to shake him awake.

"Party!" I cried. 

An idea suddenly sprang into my head. "Jet!  Somebody help me!"  I pleaded.

Jet and Ghoul rushed over to help me,  helping me lift him up.

I led them to the bathroom,  leaning him over the bathtub.  Since there were no running water out here,  it was our main choice.

I dragged him inside, as I sat behind him.

I began the hymelic   meneuver,  trying to force the pills back up.

I cupped my hands,  placing them under his diaphram.  I pressed him against me,  pressing against his stomach.

I wrapped my arm around him,  using my free hand to gently trace circles on his back.

I raised my hand to his mouth,  hastily digging my fingers in the back of his throat,  gagging him.

I tried the hymelic again,  this time he jolted.  "C'mon Party!" I cried.

I gave another tight squeeze.  Suddenly the contents of his stomach suddenly came out,  whole pills scattering across the tub.

He coughed and choked as he bent forward,  spilling the vodka and pills out,  them being the only contents in his stomach.

I breathed heavily as I held him close.  He fell limply backwards once he finished,  passing out cold.

Tears spilled down my face as I held an unconcious Party in my lap.

"Why do I love you Party.."  I sobbed to myself.