#Gracy (2.0) // A stacyplays and Graser10 FF

Chapter 24 : Without You

Hey friends, sorry for the cliffhanger. Enjoy.

Graser's POV

No, Graser.

You can't leave Stacy. If you do, your son with not have any parents because Stacy will for sure die of a broken heart.

You can't leave her. You can't leave Zach.

You cannot.

Wake up, damn it. Wake up!

Who cares if I need a hundred thousand stitches or plates and screws holding my skeleton together!

You're twenty two! You're young! You're not gonna die before you're thirty at least! I'm not being thrown in a fire or put six feet underground yet! I refuse!

Then everything went dark, but I heard people talking. Talking about me. And I faintly heard a familiar voice sobbing.

Despite being in horrible pain, I was able to move. I slowly opened my eyes and was blinded by bright lights, and I realized I was in a hospital.

Expectable considering I probably don't have a not-broken bone in my body.

My eyes were blurry for a bit, until I blinked and realized they were blurry because they had blood in them.

First thing I worried was that my back was broken and I was paralyzed, so despite the pain, I tried to bend my knees and move around, and I succeeded. I could move my whole body but it hurt like hell to do so.

"Graser, no! Please!" I heard a voice cry. A voice belonging to my love. "Ma'am, calm down. We're very sorry but-" "SHUT UP!" She screamed. "Stacy." I tried to say, but I couldn't talk. I punched myself in the chest and cleared my throat, and I was able to talk a bit louder. "Stacy! I'm alright!" I said, but my voice was raspy and quiet.

Thankfully, a doctor came in the room. "Hey. Let me see my girl." I said. He looked at me, and his eyes went wide. ".. You're.. you're not.. you were.. you.. WHAT?!" "What?" "You were dead!" "Well, I believe that. But I want to see my girl. Stacy!" I tried to yell. "No! Sir, y-you need to-" "I don't care what the hell kind of surgery I need or whatever, I think it can wait thirty seconds. Stacy!"

Stacy's POV

I sat on the dirty, hospital floor, holding Zach in my arms as I sobbed and my mother hugged me tight.

Graser's gone.

My best friend. The only one who could truly love and understand me. The only one I could truly love and understand.

He's gone.

"I'm so sorry, honey." My mom said as she also had tears streaming down her face.

"Stacy!" I heard a quiet, raspy voice yell. Sounding similar to my favorite robot whenever he had a sore throat.

I wiped away the tears that blurred my vision, and peeked in the room to see something I couldn't be more happy about.

Graser. A proud smirk on his face. I immediately handed Zach to my mom and jumped up and ran in the room, despite the doctors yelling at me to get out. I wrapped my arms around him, and he very weakly hugged me back. "Stacy, I love you too but it feels like you're crushing me. I can't breathe." He said, I quickly let him go.

I barely hugged him so he must be in bad shape internally.

"Ma'am, you can't be in here!" I doctor said, grabbing my arm and pulling me. "Graser, I'm so happy you're alright!" I cried, casually shoving the doctor off of me. "I know you are." Graser replied, chuckling. "Ugh, my head hurts. Everything hurts. Shoot me please." "Ma'am, you need to leave so we can take care of him!" A doctor said. ".. I love you for saving him, and hate you for what you're doing right now." I growled. "That's my girl. I love you, Stacy." Graser said, chuckling. "I'll see you soon." He added, slightly smiling. "I love you too." I said, kissing him.