Unexpected

Are You Alright?

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T's POV

What a day. My cousins are gone and now my best friend has collapsed on my front door. Well... I guess it could be worse, he is still alive. He had a weak pulse and a beat up body, maybe it was better that he was out cold for now. When he wakes up he is going to be in so much pain.

We had laid him down in one of our spare rooms and cleaned some of his wounds. We put his clothes in the wash and covered him with a clean blanket. We even lent him some clothes from both Sam and Gordie. His glasses and a few other loose objects he held, laid on the night stand beside him.

"How is he now?" Sam asked as he walked into the room.

"It looks like he'll be alright." I yawned and leaned back in my chair.

"Hey, t. Maybe you should get some sleep. If he wakes up I'll tell him you were with him the whole time." He suggested.

"Are you sure? I don't k-" I fought weakly.

"No buts, Summers. Get to sleep, you need it." Sam argued. "I'll come wake you if he comes to."

I finally nodded. A part of me wanted nothing more than to sleep for two days but the rest of me cared more for Teddy than for me. It was alright though, I trust him. My cousins couldn't have chosen the perfect sidekick

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Sam's POV

It was a little weird bossing around T a little, but she needed it. Her eyes were bloodshot and the bags under eyes were more prominent than normal. I know that she cared a lot for her friend but she needs to take care of herself sometimes too. Sure, it's great to help others but if it will jeopardize you in any way, it is not worth the work.

I sat in the chair that she previously occupied and watched the poor, lifeless boy. He was breathing but he looked dead. He was pale and completely mauled. I don't know who did this because Vampires don't do that crap. They usually only have two intentions: to kill you or turn you.

Not let me just beat up this defenseless kid.

Gordie and T were uncomfortable with changing his clothes so I had to do it. We were all the same age but damn these kids were immature. Anyways- I noticed a lot of burn marks on his body and his ears looked like clay. His hearing aids were surprisingly still intact like his glasses. I've gained a lot of respect for the kids that live here now. Gordie and Teddy go through so much shit, I don't even know half of Chris's story. Something is just so fucked up about this town, it makes me sick. I really really wish I could help.

*hours later*

He was shifting around in his bed a little and that was the only change so far. He seemed to be recovering, he even said a few words earlier. I felt comfortable with him but that was probably because he looked like Edgar. They were almost identical except, from what I heard, their personalities are completely different. Edgar is the control freak, hard ass and Teddy was more of a prankster. Maybe Edgar was like him at one point, who knows? Oh right, t might know. I'll probably ask her in the morning.

Teddy was moving a little more which is a good sign, I think. It means he's still alive but he might be having a nightmare. But that is better than dying. I took the damp towel off of his forehead and turned to the bathroom to re-soak it. I ran it under the water and wrung the towel out. I walked back and placed the rag on the pillow and sat down. Wait, fuck why did I put it on the pillow. He's gone, Jesus Christ. Maybe I need some sleep too.

I walked down to the living room and I spotted him on the couch looking as confused as ever.

"Teddy, are you alright?" I asked him

"Yeah, yeah, I just didn't know where I was earlier. I've never been in that room before." He said rubbing his temples.

"Hey, I think you should rest. Let's go back upstairs and we can all talk about what happened tomorrow." I said, extending out my hand.

He didn't take my hand but he passed out on the couch. I brought the towel down from the room and placed it back on his forehead. It was in that moment I knew that I had to do something. I wasn't going to sit around and let all of the Frogs do the work. In that moment I let go of my fear of those wretched parasites. I was going to help to my fullest extent.