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~Changes~

-Zak's POV-

~Afternoon, 3:18pm~

I open my eyes with my body aching. I want to yell but can't. Neither do I remember how I got here or what happened. I remember my friends being here so I try to call out to them.

Zak - "D-Darryl?"

It was quiet for a minute then I watched as three figures walked towards the couch.

Vincent - "He's up! Dave get the painkillers!"

Dave - "On it."

I watched as Darryl knelt down and gave me a hug. I winced from the pain of the hug but I still accepted it. I returned the hug even though it hurt since I was weak, but I didn't care. I was alive.

I let go of the hug and I watched as a tear fell from Darryl's eye. What happened?

Zak - "W-What's going on?"

Darryl - "W-well. You... I can't do this."

I watched as Darryl began to sob.

Vincent - "Clay attacked you and he..."

Vincents words trailed off. He didn't cry like Darryl. He just seemed upset. Then just like a bullet it hit me. Everything that had happened before this. I remember Clay coming in and taking me to the bathroom then... Will I ever be able to walk again?

I tried moving my toes on my left foot. It felt like they were still there but the agonizing pain told me they weren't.

The pain coming from my foot caused me to yell.

Dave - "Here Vince!"

Dave handed Vincent the painkillers and a glass of water. Vincent helped me sit up a little.

Vincent - "Take these."

I took them immediately chugging the water afterwards.

The pain in my foot continued. I began to visibly shake. I was scared, confused, and in pain.

I needed to get up, get away. I struggled to get up but the pain kept me from doing so. I continued to try to escape. I don't know what I was trying to get away from, my friends? The pain? Dream?... Dream... He did this to me. He HURT me... He almost KILLED me... I will get my revenge if it's the last thing I do.

I managed to sit up and I tried to stand but Vincent and Dave held me down.

Zak - "Let go!"

Vincent - "You need rest!"

Zak - "LET ME GO!"

I continued to struggle but they wouldn't stop holding me down.

Dave - "Calm down Zak. You're ok. Everything is ok."

Zak - "WHERE IS DREAM! I'M GONNA KILL THAT MOTHER FUCKER."

Darryl - "Language muffin! Please calm down!"

Darryl spoke while still crying. I felt guilty so I calmed down a bit. I was still confused although I know what happened.

I glanced over at Dave who's left hand was bandaged completely. 

Zak - "What happened to you Dave?"

Dave - "Clay slashed my wrist open. I think I'll be ok."

I glanced at the rest of my friends checking to see if they had any other serious injuries. They seemed to be ok. I rested my head back on the pillow that was beneath it. I stared up at the ceiling and thought more about what happened.