A Fuck Up I Need

Chapter 2

I pull up to Herkins house and text him that I'm here. I grab my bag out of the backseat of my car and walk up to the front door. Before I could even knock, the door opens, revealing a man who looks exactly like me, but wearing a doctors uniform. He looks so tired, I feel so bad for bothering him.

"Come in Chase, tell me vhat happened friend," he says, waving me in, his German and Irish accent mixing to make his speech a little harder to  understand.

"Thanks Doc," I say, grabbing my bag and walking into the house.

"Do have anything to drink? Beer, whiskey?" I ask, having a strong urge to have a drink. Just one.

"Not this again Chase," Herkin says, closing the door and looking at me with sad and tired eyes.

"What do you mean again, Shneep?" I ask, calling him by the nickname I know he hates to lighten the mood a little. Or lighten it for me anyways.

"You know what I mean Chase, you're not going back to how you were before you met Stacy, are you?" He asked, unknowingly at the heart strings he's pulling at.

I feel the tears coming back.

"Its almost poetic that I go back to those ways after Stacy left me," I say, looking inside his fridge. I have been here a million times. Shneep doesn't mind if I help myself.

"Vhat? Oh dear, Chase, I'm sorry, i-i didn't know," he said, stuttering slightly as he realized what he just said.

I shrug and pull out a bottle of vodka. I knew he had some alcohol. He's Irish.

As I tried to open it, the doctor walks over and takes it out of my hand, putting it back into the fridge.

"Hey! Herkin, it's just one drink," I complain, reaching for the fridge again.

"Sit on the couch Chase, ve need to talk," he says, turning me to the living room.

I groan but listen to the doctor, it's always best to stay on his good side. I sit on the couch and he sits beside me.

"Chase, you remember vhen I told you my vife left me, just the same as you?" He asks, shifting slightly from the memories.

"Yeah bro, you were a mess," I say, telling him the truth. He was a mess when that women left him for her tennis coach.

"Yes, I vas. Please don't end up like I did Chase," he says, not really knowing what to say to his friend.

"She cheated, then she told me that she's taking the boys," I say, looking at the man infront of me.

His eyes widen. He turned away from me slightly, shaking his head.

"Oh boy, that's terrible, you're such a great man!" He says, looking back at me, his eyes still wide.

I smile sadly at him, shaking my head now.

"Thanks Shneep," I whisper, not believing that it was actually true. If it was, I would be with my family right now.

He pats my shoulder, staring sadly at me. I just keep shaking my head, letting more tears fall. How can I live on knowing that I failed my boys? Why did I have to be such a fuck up?

I turn to Shneep when I hear a sigh.

"Maybe, one drink won't hurt, but just one Chase," he says, getting up and walking to his kitchen.

I try to put on a smile but fail, my vision cloudy with tears.

"Thanks Shneep, you're the best," I say, as I see him through the tears pouring two drinks.

He sets one drink on the coffee table in front of me, and take a swig from his own.
I grab mine and down it, earning a worried look from the doctor.

"So, I can sleep on the couch," I say, trying to avoid being lectured about the drink.

Henrik smirked slightly and shook his head.

"Of course not Chase, I vouldn't do that to you, I have a spare room, you can stay here for as long as you need," he says, nodding towards  the hallway.

He stood up and offered me his hand. I took it and he helped me up, letting go of my hand and leading me to the spare room. It was all gray and the bed had blue blankets and sheets.

"Anti vill be home soon, I vill have to call him and let him know you are here," the good doctor said, reaching for his phone. 

I smile at the mention of Shneeplestiens roommate, another ego that goes by the name, Antisepticeye. Everyone thinks he's evil, a demonic being who wants us all dead. Only one of those are true, honestly.

He is a demon, but he's not evil, but I guess that depends on who you ask really. Jackieboyman and Marvin hate the guy, which is really sad  considering Marvin was once best friends with Anti. After Marvin stopped talking to Anti, Schneep took the glitch under his wing and it was actually a great decision, that both the doctor and demon had grown from.

Anti use to think Schneep hated him, but here they are two years later, still roommates and good friends.

"Yeah, I'm really sorry for bothering you both, I just didn't know who else to call," I say, dropping my bag on the bed and looking at the doctor in front of me.

"Its no problem at all Chase, Anti vill not mind, I'm sure of it, for now though, you get some rest my friend," Is all he says before dialing Anti's number and closing the door to tell the Glitchy demon.

[TRIGGER WARNING, DEPRESSING THOUGHTS, SLIGHT SELFHARM]

I lay there, deep in thought. Really I wish i could fall asleep. My mind keep going to dark places.

A few tears slip out of my eyes as I sit up, holding my head.

"Enough, enough, enough, please," I whisper to myself. I can't keep thinking like this, it isn't healthy. What would Shcneep think?

He doesn't care about you, why would he? All you do is bother him, you bother every one, him, Anti, Bing, ALL the other egos, even your wife and kids.

I hit my head in an attempt to make the voice shut up.

You know it's true! No one loves you, no one wants you around. What's the point? Why not just take the pills out of your bag, you know why you brought them. Just take a few and-

"JUST SHUT UP!" I shout, hitting my head harder and kicking my legs.

"Chase? Are you okay? Did you say something?" I hear Shcneep ask from somewhere else in the house.

"Nah, I didn't say anything, I'm fine," I lie, I can't bother him any more than I already do.

I finally calm down and sleep. This has been a long, terrible, day.