MiniShaw - Kill These Feelings

Part 2 - Faltering

  

      Harry's POV:
  I wake to find myself alone clinging to a pillow. I looked around to make sure I hadn't been dreaming. The room was clean, actually it was so perfectly clean that I thought the past week had been in my imagination. Had he really cleaned this well without waking me? The next thing I checked was my leg, which had been gauze wrapped just like I kinda remember and had bleed more at some point. My legs wobbled as I tried to stand and my stomach growled as the thought of food hit me for the first time in a while. I made my way to the kitchen hoping there was food in there and also hoping Vikk had stuck around.

  "Harry? Good morning, so glad you're up! It's like half eleven, so I guess this can be brunch." Vikk was still here and he'd greeted me with toast and eggs.
  "Thanks." I mumbled as I started shoveling food into my mouth.
  "Haven't eaten in a while?" He asked with a chuckle as I nodded.

  After food he started cleaning, so I stood up with intentions to help him. He shouldn't expect to have to do this. I hit my leg on the table accidentally and cried out in pain as I fell back onto the chair. He screamed at the same time I did as we watched blood start gushing from my bandaged wound. It hadn't bled like this before... I may need a hospital.

  "Stay with me!" Vikk yelled as he rushed over with a towel. That's all I really remember before passing out.

      *Time Skip*

    Simon's POV:
  I let go of Talia's hand as my phone rang for the third time. We had been having dinner, but I knew she'd understand if there was an emergency. Why the hell was it Vikk calling me? Had he gotten himself hurt again? Why would he call me if that'd happened?

  "Vikk, why have you called me three times in a row?" I asked as Talia rolled her eyes for some reason.
   "Harry nearly killed himself... Okay, maybe I shouldn't have started with that but oh well. He woke up two hours ago and his family came by, but they left about twenty minutes ago. He's been asking for me to let you know. I think he needs to have friends around him." My heart dropped and I felt the color drain from my face.
  "I'll be there soon." I told him as he thanked me and we hung up.
  "Hey, do you want to ride with me to the hospital to see Harry?" I asked Talia as I stood up.
  "No, just sit down and finish up, please we haven't had dinner together in so long." She cared more about food than my friend being hurt?
  "You did hear me, right? Harry is hurt and he wants me to be there for him." I told her.
  "You will. He's not going anywhere, so let's spend some time together." She really doesn't understand how serious this is. Of course he's not going anywhere, that's the bloody problem!
  "I've got to go make sure he's okay. You can come with me or not." I needed to hold back my temper despite not wanting to.
  "Fine! Leave in the middle of our date and no I won't be coming with you because you know I hate hospitals." She spat as I sighed and left some money for her to pay.

  If the whole Talia thing bites me in the ass, I'm going to be really pissed. I can't just not be their when any of my friends are in the hospital. The fact that it's energetic and funloving Harry just makes it more upsetting. Honestly I can't see him wanting to die. I could maybe see Vikk or me in that state, but Harry is not the type. Maybe I just don't know him like I think I do?
  Vikk texts me his room number and I head up to see them. Vikk hugs me tight as soon as I walk in and Harry gives a weak wave from his bed.

  "You don't gotta tell me, but I wanna know what happened." They didn't answer, instead Harry just moved the blanket off of him to reveal a huge bandaged place.
   "He called me last night and I rushed over. I tried to bandage it myself, and it didn't work out well, so we came here. I think they might send him to therapy or some shit." Vikk explained as I rushed over to hug Harry. He was too weak to even put his arms around me and started to cry as I pulled away.

  I couldn't think of anything else to help other than taking his hand. He smiled softly as I promised he could get better and I'd always be there to lean on. After a minute or so I sat down and he closed his eyes. I felt my phone vibrate and checked it with my other hand. Talia was ranting about dinner and told me not to come back tonight, so I guess this is where I'll be staying.