Did She Make It To The Emergency Room ? ( Chris Motionless Fan Fiction)

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Chris moaned as I traced the tattoos on his neck. He laughed a little too. "Don't that tickles." He mumbled. "What if that was the reaction I wanted." I whispered really close to his ear. It was cold and I was currently sitting next to Chris on the lounge of their living room. I continued to trace Chris' tattoos. "B-Blaze please don't." He choked out. I looked up to his face to see he was looking like he was in pain. "I'm sorry I went to far, I'm so sorry oh my go-" before I could finish I felt an awful pain in my stomach, I rushed to the bathroom and threw up blood and other disgusting things. I've never thrown up blood straight away and that was bad. I threw up for 10 minutes straight, telling Chris to ring an ambulance and what to say.

"- Yes for nearly 15 minutes now. Okay." And with that he hung up. He came into the bathroom and I threw up again, I looked up to see his face really worried. I heard the sirens before passing out. My body just can't take things like this.

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I woke up in the normal white washed walls of the hospital, Doctor and Mother talking at the end of my bed, Ghost holding my hand with his head down on the bed. And the rest of the boys crowded round the small room. "What's wrong with me ?" I asked, directed at the doctor. Ghosts head instantly popped up and he smiled crazy like he hadn't seen me in a year, similar looks on all the others faces. "Blaze, it's been 3 days... we haven't done any tests but you're on your machine and we've given you medication and it seems to be helping, now that you're awake we're going to do some tests on you, is that okay ?" She asked. "Of course, Doctor." She left the room "I'm cold." I shuttered, Ricky hoped in the bed with me, he was warm, I laid up beside him for his warmth, I could see Chris wasn't very happy so I grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the bed more, holding his hand, he relaxed slightly. "Where's Lyl ?" I asked josh. "Oh uh... She said she had some things to do and your mum called her when I told her that so yeah..." He said awkwardly, Chris squeezed my hand and I looked up at him, "Awe !" I heard Ange say, I looked over and he had his hand over his mouth. He stumbled on his world before giving up and not trying to cover up what he said anymore. Lyl came through the door after that, she looked tired. "Where have you been ?" I asked curiously, "Im sorry I came here as quickly as I could." She dodged my question, oh please no. "You didn't Lylth." I sighed. "Oh shut up !" She groaned. "Tim is a good man !" She shouted. "HE WAS CONVICTED OF RAPE AND MURDER, 25 TO LIFE." I shouted. Tim was Lyl's old foster brother, I've met him a couple times but he's always been just off putting. "HE WAS FALSELY ACCUSED !" She shouted. "So with the goddamn weapon being a block away from the crime scene with his fingerprints all over it and his DNA in the victim, he's innocent !?" I said like she was dumb, come on woman ?! "YOUR'E JUST JEALOUS !" She shouted, I rolled my eyes. "LYLITH ROSE !" My mother shouted grabbing her arm and pulling her out of the room. The boys looked sadly and confused around the room, Ricky hugging me tighter and Chris squeezing my hand. "Sorry." I mumbled to them all. Not long after nurses came with a wheel chair to escort me to where I'd be getting the tests done. I was hugged goodbye and wished luck by everyone.

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I lay in the hospital bed, they wouldn't have the results until later in the afternoon, it was only 10 in the morning. Chris walked in holding two cups, "I got you water." He smiled. One cup has steam coming off it. "I could so go for a tea." I groaned, he placed the cups down before shutting the door, he gave me a tea. "But you just said... Huh ?" I asked. "I had to make it seem like I was getting you a water." He smiled. "Oh, thank you." I sipped my tea, the warmth running down my throat felt so good. I finished my tea and placed the cup on the side table.

I patted the bed. "Chris, lay down with me." I said, he took off his shoes and vest, leaving him in a long-sleeved shirt, jeans and socks. I wouldn't normally let people in my room when I'm like this but I felt well so I I'm sure I didn't look disgustingly horrible. "Do you know how hard this is." Chris whispered.