Fix You {A Shoey Fanfiction}

Don't Be Scared Chapter 12 ENDING

-Lisa's POV-

"Schizophrenia?.. How?" I asked.

"Well Shane claims to see Joey alot and that's one of the signs. I'm almost certain it's from his childhood. His abusive father, his dysfunctional family. All that. It's pretty serious." Ansel replied.

"Serious? What could happen to him?" I asked, getting worried.

"Well, in some cases, these hallucinations tell the schizophrenic patient to do things that hurt them or possibly end in death."

There was a minute silence. It was interrupted by a creaking door and heavy breathing.

"Shane? What are you doing?" I asked, hesitantly.

"I know what you're trying to do! I know it! I fucking know it!" he screamed. His eyes were dark. Almost like he wasn't alive. He had bags under his eyes. He looked insane. Almost like he came out of a mental institution.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You're fucking liars! You can't help me! You won't help me! You're trying to kill me! I can see the knife behind your back!" he shouted, pointing at me.

"Shane, calm down please." Ansel said, stepping in.

"Stand back!" Shane screamed.

"Shane.." Ansel said, reaching out to Shane.

"Don't fucking touch me!"

"Shane.. is... is Joey.. here?" I mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

"Can't you see him?!"

"Uhh..." I looked at Ansel, searching for an answer. He nodded.

"Of c-course.." I faked a smile.

"Now, Shane. I'd love for you to go back in your room and go to sleep. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Ansel smiled.

Shane turned his head, as if there was someone there. He stared blankly, then nodded.

"Y-yeah.. okay." he spun on his heel and walked back into his room, closing the door behind him.

"That was terrifying." I said." Did you see his eyes!?"

"It's going to get worse.. One day the hallucinations will tell him to do something terrible." Ansel said.

"I don't wanna be around for that.." I sighed. I felt as if I was going to be sick.

-Shane's POV-

"Joey, are you sure about this?" I breathed.

"Of course. Don't be scared. It's okay, I'll do it too." He smiled.

"A-are you sure?.. Will it hurt?"

"Shane. You have to trust me! Can you do that?.. for me.

I nodded, inching closer to the edge. I looked at Joey. He was smiling. I guess this is what he wants.

-Lisa POV-

"Shall we go check up on him?" Ansel asked with a crooked smile.

I nodded.

I opened the door and slowly approached Shane's bed.

"Hey Sha-" I stopped myself. There was no one in his bed. "Ansel?! COME HERE QUICK!"

I heard footsteps behind me and a quiet pant.

"What's wrong?"

"Shane's not in his bed.."