Through Chaos As It Swirls//Coldplay

Chapter Twenty Three

i walked into the bare room yet, another hospital room to look at chris lying in his bed who hasn't moved and it's like he was already dead.

i sniffled and blew my nose, wiping away my tears from my pale face.

will had walked in behind me and he greeted me by putting his large hand softly onto my shoulder which i shivered because he'd scared me.

i turned around to see it was will champion and he gave me a soft smile and i nodded and said hello.

"where are the others?" i had asked

"guy had been asleep still, i just had changed phil's head bandages and jonny was practicing some acoustic guitar in his room but no one else had the nerve to really come" will sighed.

"i don't honestly think they should of let phil out of the hospital that early they should've kept him longer"

will nodded in agreement and his gaze looked over my shoulder to look at chris and he raised his eyebrows and he bit the edge of his tongue and i turned around to see chris had began shaking frantically.

i clicked the button above the nightstand and nurses had rushed pushing us out into the corridor once again.

will's cheeks had flushed in color and he had swallowed and gulped as he leaned against the wall.

he had stayed quiet for some time now except the drumming of his fingers on his pants and his heavy breathing and the beating of his heart.

the silence was awkward as we both sat waiting yet again next to one another.

the wall was cold and i took out my phone to see a text message from jonny and will also grabbed his phone.

jonny boi: something's wrong with guy he's having a meltdown rn and no one knows what's going on

willy: smh there's something wrong with chris rn he was awake shaking frantically and were waiting to see what occurred

will shrugged his shoulders and he put his phone into the back pocket of his pants.

my phone had dinged again and i read another text yet again from jonny

jonny boi: can reese at least come?! sorry reese but guy asked for you and he won't talk to phil or me, you can let will stay and he'll keep us updated

i sighed getting to my feet leaving will sitting against the wall alone outside of chris's room who could be dead.

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arriving back to the hotel room not only guy is there but jonny and phil are standing in the doorway looking sick.

"ah reese you're here, guy won't talk to us but he'll talk to you you please make him talk and we'll stop by later" phil said

i shuffled into the doorway and the two other men had left the scene scurrying onto something else.

i slid down on the floor next to guy and he wouldn't say anything, his face was so readable you can see the pain in his eyes.

"g—" he cut me off immediately

"you don't really understand but i mean yesterday i walked the streets all alone and i feel so alone because i feel like i'm continuing to keep going to dead ends, I felt stares because i had obviously been crying and i hate the feeling of being forgotten"

"man i understand, i'm currently suffering from lung cancer which is rapidly spreading who knows when, i've the awkward lonely kid my entire life until i had finally met someone i love who ended up dumping me, my parents split, my mom doesn't talk to me and my dad is dead"

"so i know what it feels like guy you're not alone here in this boat"

"reese i'm sorry i didn't mean it like that"

"don't be sorry be better" i joked sarcastically

after a few minutes later i cut to the point

"guy what's really going on here?"

"i'm not sleeping anymore and the depression and anxiety just keeps flowing back, like i don't cut or anything but i just always feel sad, like i sorta knew chris struggled with depression but i never brought it to his attention and i thought about it the other day what if i just left because no one would miss because all the fans only care about chris"

"guy, cmon everyone loves you i swear and we're in it together, we'll all the band really is we're getting it through it one day at a time and it's going to be okay i swear"

"but why can't i just go and never look back?"

"no you can't, you're seriously needed and it will get better if it takes days, weeks, months or even years guy it'll get better and you're going to be okay"

"but i overheard chris before the freak accident and he was on the phone saying this would be our last tour and after we're splitting up and we're never going to see each other ever again" he hid his face in the sleeve of his jumper crying and there wasn't anything else i could say because this may be true.

"you know i wish we all could just be okay and roll on with our lives and forget these kinds of things happen to us"

it grew silent and i hugged him as he cried into my shoulder and there wasn't anything i could do.

"i really do hate feeling like this"

he got to feet and walked to his bag and unzipped a compartment and he grabbed a pill bottle as he unlatched the cap he spilled many pills into his hand and i began panicking.

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