Fear Itself [ A Shoey Fanfic ]

|| Joey's P.O.V ||

after watching the hunger games two consecutive times in a row i was finally calm enough to talk to shane.

i stumbled down the steps from my room as i missed the first one, causing my balance to be off making it down the next ten steps.

i knew shane couldnt get up the steps without help, so i expected him to be on the couch. i made it down the steps and grabbed the stair railing, swinging myself around to the living room.

nobody was there. i stood bewildered for a second before i ran upstairs and looked in his room. not there. bathroom. not there. sawyers room. not there. the last place i could think of was outside.

i checked outside and sure enough. there he was. limp, on the burning asphalt. i ran over to him, the first time this happened playing out in my head. when i found him, blue, limp on the ground. me dialing 911, holding shane. at the hospital when he was asleep and i stayed with him the entire night, the scenario played through my head ten times before i could pull myself together.

i quickly yanked out my phone and called an ambulance, in the mean time trying to get shane out of the street and sitting at least, all while he was unconscious. after about ten minutes of me struggling they came and lifted him onto a gurney and into the ambulance. i jumped into the ambulance, sitting and watching as he lay there, paramedics surrounding him.

all i could hear where the chaotic screams of the paramedics,

"VITALS ARE LOW."
"HEART RATE IS DROPPING."
"WE'RE LOSING HIM."

we were at the hospital within 15 minutes, everybody jumping out and rushing him into the er. i tried to follow but was stopped by a large man that i vaguely remembered until he punched me in the stomach and then i realized.

its shanes dad.