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CHAPTER 14

The chapters are about out of order.... Sorry bout that.... So I highly digest reading the one after this one, then come back and read this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ed Edd n Eddy

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(Sarah's POV)

It amazes me how she thinks she's good at hiding things from everyone... We all see the way she looks at him... It's painfully obvious... Except maybe to Kevin... By he's probably just in denial. Whatever. Nazz is a big girl. She got herself into this love triangle, she can get herself out. I just... What does she even see in him?

I mean, don't get me wrong, Eddy isn't the worst looking guy in the world, but still.... Ew.... Although, the only person I would even consider on that way is Jimmy or Double D. And I wouldn't want to do that either. I'm just not one for relationships, I guess. Ah well.

Speak of the devil, Nazz came rushing over to me as I was going to go to Jimmy's house to work on homework. "Sarah! I need your help!" I looked at her. She had her hands folded in front of her in a pleading way. I sighed. This was gonna take a while... "What do you need, Nazz?" She too a piece of paper out of her pocket and unfolded it. She handed it to me urgently. I read it over and I thought my heart stopped.... Now this.... Was unexpected....

(Eddys POV)

Skye and I had been ignoring Talen all day. To try to get a rise out of Skye, he even tried calling her by her real name, knowing that she hated it. "Hannah! Oh Hannah! You can't ignore me forever!" He began to poke her. She ignored him. He tried to mess up her hair.... Bad idea... She lashed out and grabbed his wrist and twisted it. Talen grunted in pain.

"Ok we obviously need to set some ground rules here." She twisted his wrist a centimeter further and it made me wince. Although, that was what he got for trying to mess with a girl who's dad was a cop...

"One: If you touch me, my stuff, or anything that has anything to do with me, I'll break your hand off." Her nails dug into his flesh a little bit and Talen grunted. "Two: If you talk to me, look at me, hell, even THINK about me in a way I don't like... Well, lets just say... You won't have to worry about getting a girl pregnant anymore." I shuddered. Holy fuck would that hurt...
"I don't want you ever talking to me again. I am so unbelievably mad at you Talen! And you don't even care! Your just trying to get your safety net back! You did whatever the fuck you wanted and never worried about it because I was always there to catch you! That needs to fucking END! And, hey, if you can call me by my real name, then I will do the same to you, Terran." Her voice was dripping with venom.

When she got no response, she sighed in frustration and let his hand go. He cradled it in his other hand. I stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. This was a relationship fight, but she just threatened to cut his dick off! Like, what the actual fuck?

Skye stormed into the house and grabbed a soda from the fridge. Damien walked up to us. "Hey, Eddy. Can we talk?" He had a worried tone in his voice. I nodded and set my soda down. Icwalkedninto the living room with him and he pointed to my dad. "He hasn't moved in a while. He seems to be breathing, but I really don't know." I paled. "Wait, how long has he been there exactly?" I asked, turning to him. He shrugged. "About an hour." My eyes widened. "He's been here like this for an HOUR?! Why didn't you do something?!" I rushed to my dad and pressed two fingers to his neck. "You KNOW his health is fucked up. How could you just leave him?!" I sighed in relief as I felt his pulse. I turned to look at him and saw he was gone. He was at the phone. "What are you doing? This is no time for a booty call Damien!" He looked at me, shocked. I never called him by his first name. I always clued him bro... "It's not. I'm calling the hospital." Ok, good... At Lear he's not 100% brain dead... The guys walked through the living room area when I was checking my dads pulse. "Eddy?" Nazz called.

"Listen, I can't talk. I need to get him to the hospital. I-I don't know what's wrong with him... And Damien left him here for like an hour... He barely has a pulse and his mess ran out today... God, why didn't he tell us he was running low on meds?!" I tried to pick him up, but he wasn't exactly the lightest person in the world. Kevin and Ed came over to help me lift him. We got him off of his chair and Sarah held the door open for us. We got him into the car. Sarah, Ed, Double D, Kevin, my dad, and myself were all crammed into Skye's car. Sarah was in the back with my dad. She helped her mom with medical stuff, so she sat next to him to see what she could do. Ed and Kevin sat in the back with them, helping Sarah if she needed it. Double D was riding shotgun and I was driving. We sped down the road and I began to calculate in my head.

We lived about 15 miles away from the hospital. So about 20 minutes to get there. 10 if I didn't get stopped by a cop for vicious speeding.

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~Peach Creek Hospital~

We rushed in and were greeted by doctors and nurses. They put him I a stretcher and rolled him away. A nurse came up to us. "Is any one of you a family member?" I raised my hand halfway, as if I was in school. The nurse loomed at me funny, but shrugged it off anyway. "I need you to fill out some papers." I walked over with her and began to fill out information like my fathers blood type, his allergies, if he was on any medication, what kind of medication was he on, and so on.

Not long after I finished, I was confronted by a doctor to explain what happened. I told him, and he sighed. "Your father is very lucky. Had he gotten here any sooner, he might have been gone." I sat down in a nearby chair. He looked at his clipboard in his hand. "He hasn't been taking his depression pills for quite some time and from our guess, tried to commit suicide. But we were able to pump his stomach and save him before the multiple pills could take effect." I put my head in my hands. How could I have not noticed this?!

"He is back to normal now, though. Well, as normal as he can be with his memory loss, crippling depression, and we can't forget about-" I stood up with such force that the chair knocked over behind me. "That's enough! You think I don't know how sick my father is? I know he's lucky to be alive. But do t you dare shove his diseases back in my face! I can't help that!" He looked at me in fear. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend-" I scoffed. "How could you not offend a person like that? You were just listing the ways my father was slowly dying! And I feel responsible because I left him here! He became depressed because everyone left him! It's my fault....!" I said as I looked down. I put my back against a nearby pillar and slid down.

"My fathers illness is my own fault. Because he has the worst children in existence.... Maybe it would have been best if I didn't come back... I'm not helping anything by being here....." I put my head onto my knees and suppressed tears. Why did I have to be so fucked up?

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Really short chapter, I sorry... But I'm tired and I wanna got to bed but I didn't want to lose my idea so I quick types this up and here ya go!

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