Roadtrip Oneshots

Rykey, Amputation

This does contain some upsetting scenes, so read at your own risk xx.
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Rye

"Rye? Rye where are you?"

I snapped awake, aware of the pain that shot through my head.
I groaned, touched the side of my head with my hand. It came away red, and I swallowed. Even in the darkness I could see the dark red splodge on my hand.

"Rye?" Mikey screamed my name.

I sat up slowly, but apart from my head, and a few cuts and scratches, I was fine. Somehow.

I nearly fell back down when I got to my feet, but I held onto the cave wall to hold myself up.

"Mikey?" I shouted, hearing my voice echo.

I looked around, trying on earth to remember what had happened.

The debris and chunks of fallen rock added together slowly in my brain. And then I remembered.

We'd been walking along the beach, and found some caves to explore; only they hadn't been stable.

I remembered the thunderous crash coming from above, and myself and Mikey diving out of the way in different directions. I guess something must have hit my head... I didn't know where the hell Mikey was though. Panic gripped my heart.

"Mikey?" I shouted again, starting to clamber over fallen rocks; they had once been part of the ceiling.

"I'm over here."

I heard Mikey's voice come from the right. I shakily made my way over, feeling stones and rocks shift beneath my feet. It was a miracle I was still standing. And then I saw my boyfriend, covered in dust and stones and bits of ceiling.

"Mike!"

I fell on my way over to him in my relief, coming to stop beside him. With shaking hands I brushed everything off of him that I could, taking his head in my hands.

"Rye, is that you?" He asked, a bit weakly I might add.

"Yeah, yeah it is... do you have your phone on you?" I asked, waiting patiently while he fumbled in his pockets.

"Here."

He pressed it into my hand, and I turned the flashlight on. I set it down beside us, and the small amount of light filled what could only be described as a void.

I searched my boyfriend, making sure he was fine, running my eyes all over his body...

"Mike..." I said uncertainly, my words catching at the back of my throat.

"I know." He whispered, and I heard the pain and hurt in his voice.

I shifted closer to the massive rock, hating how Mikey's leg disappeared beneath it... it was above the knee as well.

"Does it not hurt?"

My hands pushed on the rock, but it didn't budge at all. I reached behind me for the phone, shining the light all around, but I couldn't tell where it started or ended. I gulped.

"Not yet... but I can feel it coming. The adrenaline's still working at the moment." He joked, and I let out a hysterical laugh.

"I'm gonna try and move it. See if we can get your leg out." I said.

I didn't even know why I was going to try... I'd seen how massive the rock on his leg was.

"Rye, you're only going to hurt yourse-"