Johndave- depression

Part three

I-I'm just in... In the bathro-om" I sputter, why is he home, oh fuck I didn't lock the door, I wanted my body's removal to be easy. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck "Hey dave are you okay in there" I hear Egbert say "ya...nhg.. Just give me a minute" I say trying to crawl out of the bath and lock the door but when I stand I fall right over grasping for anything to stop myself from falling I knock everything on the counter over. "DAVE" I hear john yell as he opens the door, I lay there so pathetic and worthless, I couldn't even kill myself correctly. before I can see the disappointment on johns face I close my eyes and slip into a deep slumber.

Johns POV
We forgot the pizza place was closed on Mondays, so that kinda sucks but at least I can spend lunch with the one and only dave. When I reach our room I knock on the door being to lazy to get the key from my pocket, no answer he's probably passed out on The couch like usual, I fumble around my pocket touching my phone, then a few coins and finally I feel my keys, *click* I open the door while talking "hey dave, we forgot the pizza place was closed today so we can eat together" he's not on the couch strange where would he be. "Dave?" I call "I-I'm just in ... In the bathro-om" I hear to my left, is he ok he sounds hurt "hey dave are you okay in there" I ask him genuinely worried about his well being. "Ya...nhg... Just give me a minute" he responds. I decide it's best to listen to him and not encroach on his privacy, he probs doing the homo anyway, I am setting my keys down when I hear a large crash followed by a thud coming from the bathroom, my head starts racing, what is happening to him "DAVE" I scream
I dont care about his privacy I smash the bathroom door open to find a horrific scene. There is blood everywhere,a bathtub full of it it's all across the counter, smeared on the floor, and covering Dave's body, just the tips of his blonde hair dipped in it. "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED" I ask knowing all to well what happened, I crouch by dave holding his head against my body while I call an ambulance with his head still held against my body I try to stop the bleeding, but every time I put pressure on one wound the other bleeds more. I knew dave was depressed, I knew it but I didn't think he would do anything, why didn't I try to help him, I run my fingers over his past wounds "Dave you're going to be ok, you are going to live, I promise" I whisper over and over only broken when Theres a knock on the door "ITS OPEN" I yell "WE ARE IN THE BATHROOM" a man and a woman come in and ask me to move. I don't want to leave Dave's side but I know they will help him so I get up walk to the kitchen trailing Dave's blood with every step i take. I find a note with my name on it. I wipe the blood on my hand off on to my jeans before picking it up. I know what it is, Im tempted to open it here and now but they are already taking dave out of the room so I quickly shove it into my pocket, grab my keys, ready to follow the ambulance to the hospital.