Insomniac

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•Poison

"There's little chance he will survive sir. The only thing keeping him alive is life support," I heard a voice speak. "He'll survive I know he will!"

Another restless sleep, and more nightmares. I turned to look at the clock, 3:01 AM. The bed was hot, too hot to rest in. I groaned, throwing off the sheets and standing up. I felt a weird pain in my abdomen. "Top of morning," I tiredly whispered to myself.

I walked down the stairs to make myself breakfast. I decided to make myself pancakes, I burned most pancakes, so they tasted a little a bit grainy and hard to chew on.

You, the reader, hear sobbing behind you. You turn around to see nothing.

I took a sip of my lukewarm coffee and sighed. Mondays. I stared out the dark gloomy window, hearing a rustle of leaves. Spooky. I chuckled to myself and took another bite of my pancake, savoring the delicious meal.

"Everyday..."

I cleaned up my meal and put the leftovers in the fridge. I made my way upstairs when I felt my stomach churning. I shrugged it off and sat on my bed, scrolling through my twitter feed. As I was playing on my phone, I realized my vision was a little blurry.

I grabbed and put on my glasses, but it didn't help. The churning in my stomach was getting worse now. I decided to sleep it off and get medicine tomorrow morning. I got back into my bed after placing both my phone and glasses onto my bedside table. I closed my eyes and tried to get a good night's rest.

"Mark! Hurry up! Visiting hours are almost over!" I heard Felix yell. I heard an incoherent mumbling, almost as if they were talking over the phone. I heard a door slam open. "I'm here!" "Finally." I heard someone, presumably Mark, rush over. "The doctor said he might not wake up," Felix whispered. "What?"

I heard a bird squawk. The good news and the only news was, it was finally morning. I climbed out of bed and stretched, yawning.

"Ah! Such a beautiful day," I whispered to myself. I stared out of the window and noticed my vision was still blurry. But, the churning in my stomach was gone. Maybe the pancakes messed with my stomach.

I stood up and realized my mouth was dry. I went downstairs to get myself some water and my medicine that I promised myself I was going to get in the morning. I sat myself down at the table and swallowed the pills then drank the water. Wait... pills? The medicine box didn't say it had pills. I looked at the box- the pill bottle? Maybe, I just thought it was a box, and it treats all the sickness I've been having, so that's good.

You hear loud screaming in terror behind you.

I started to get drowsy, maybe it was the effects of the medicine. I shrugged it off and sat on my bed. I suddenly hopped up, I didn't upload today I checked my clock and it was 9:00. How? It couldn't be 9:00 PM. I checked the clock agin 1:50 AM. But? I sighed and knew it was just my clock being an ass. I waltzed over to my recording room, and checked my notifications. The last video I updated was 7 days ago? But, I could have sworn I updated at least a few days ago. I checked the comments on my last video. It was a normal video, no signal that I was going to take a break.

I saw the comments:

Prince_Katsuki: Jack, where are you? This isn't like you.

Moonfeatheranime12: are you going on a break or something m8?

I was so confused, I saw millions of other comments like this too. That is until I saw two familiar accounts who took control of the situation.

@#$%^&*): Don't worry we can take care of him, he's our friend after all. *:(&^%$ and I are going to explain Jack's situation on my channel.

*:(&^%$: we know he'll survive this

Then I puked, I was regurgitating my whole breakfast. That's why the pancakes had weird texture. Everything I consumed was drugged. With poison. My breakfast wasn't the only thing I threw up though. Blood flowed from my mouth, turning the top of my desk a deep color of scarlet red. I clawed at my throat trying to force the blood down. But, by then it was too late. I never did realize the amount of blood coming out of mouth. By then, I had fainted.

I was gone.

"Get away from me!"

You hear a gunshot.