Flippy And Fliqpy Roleplay!

SECTION 5: SCARS THAT WILL NEVER HEAL Part 5

Flippy was in the dark void. Again. But he was for a while now. The hours he spent there before felt like a day, but this time, he felt like he was there forever. He didn't know what happened. He just... went to sleep and came back here.
At one point he started panicking. His calls for help got lost in the colorless place, not even comming back to him.
After some time, he figured out that no one will come to save him. He just curled up into a ball in the middle off nothing.
Suddenly, a light started shining in the void. Flippy snapped his head up. He was coming back ! A smile was glued on his face, just before the light blinded him.
The moment after, he was staring at a white ceiling. Was it... the hospital ? His whole body felt numb and so heavy. He managed to make his fingers twitch a bit, but that was all. He painfully turned his head to the side, only to see his brother sitting on a chair next to the bed he was in. Fliqpy was looking at the ground, hair hiding his eyes. Flippy tried to talk but his throat was raspy.

"F... Fliq... py ?..." He menaged to say, his voice weak and broken.

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Fliqpy was crying for hours by his brother's bed, begging him to be okay. He felt like such disgrace... He caused his brother so much pain he was pushed to a suicide attempt. Flippy didn't deserve it. Fliqpy did, and he knew it. He should be the one laying there.
He was out for three days. Fliqpy wouldn't sleep or eat, he sat there for hours and days, all the time as his parents swapped every so often, sometimes leaving him alone.
But then he heard something. A voice.

"F... Fliq... Py? "

It was his brother. He was waking up! Fliqpy looked up at him and smiled.

"Flippy !"

He got closer to him and wiped the tears away.

"God, it's great you're awake ! I was worried sick, and our parents were too !" he exclaimed and then finally settled down.

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Flippy forced himself to move more.

"Wha... What happ...ened ? Why... Why are you... crying ?..."

His voice was becoming a bit better but was still weak. God, it felt like he was out for so long ! But, why was he in the hospital ? Why were their parents and his brother worried about him ? What was going on ?

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"That's what I wanna know. Why did you do it ? Why ?!" Fliqpy asked as he cried more.

He knew it was his fault. He just didn't know how to fix it. He was wearing his hoodie hiding all the fresh cuts.

"It's because of me isn't it..." He said quietly. "I can't believe it... I did such a thing to you... I let you feel like that... Without realising... I tried so hard to be strong... and it never worked out... I couldn't protect you... "

He said as his brother still stared at him in utter shock and confusion, when he finally asked.

"What are you talking about ? "

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He was so confused. What did he do ? What happened ? Maybe he didn't remember? Maybe he had some kind of fucked up amnesia? But if it was that, why was his brother blaming himself?
All of those questions were in the back of his mind. All he was focused on was how hurt his brother looked. He looked... broken.
Flippy used all his determination to make himself sit up on the bed. His brother immediately came to stop or help him but he didn't have the time. Flippy pulled him into a tight hug before he could do anything. Sure he was a bit low, because he was sitting, but he didn't care. His hands grabbed the back of the hoodie and held onto it tightly, pulling fliqpy down onto the bed. He just wanted his brother to calm down. Afterwards, they could try to understand what's going on.