Beep. Beep. Beep.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Is she going to be alright?" A male voice asked.
"I'm not sure Mr. Fizzy. Your friend, as you know, how been in a coma for three weeks now. So we're not sure how much longer we can keep her on life support." Said a mans voice I've never heard before.
Whimpers started filling the room from another person. I couldn't tell who it was, because I kept my eyes closed to listen to their conversation. Wait.... Fizzy.. Damon's here? Then that means Christian is as well.
I laid there, with my eyes still closed remembering how I met Damon and Christian.
*Flashback*
Damon and I were leaving Starbucks and was walking out with my Zebra Chocolate Latte and walked right into someone, spilling it all over their shirt, they fell backwards managing to bring Damon down in the process. I started laughing and then shit got real.
"Hey you stupid pink elephant! Watch what you're doing!"
I realised the person on the ground was a kid. Maybe around the same age as us even.
He had short black hair, about the length of Damon's and smouldering blue eyes.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." The kid kept repeating.
"You ain't worth my granpa
I walked over It was hilarious. Except for the hit beverage of course, but I don't think that bothered Christian at the moment.
Opening my eyes while trying to sit up wasn't working.
So I started to mumble, saying Dee and Chris. I immediately heard foot steps coming over to me.
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We're Friends
RandomAsher isn't like other girls. She skateboards, drinks monsters, plays guitar and drums, and isn't the girl she used to be. She's depressed and her self harm has gotten worse, she decided one day that she was going to commit suicide. What happens whe...
