Chapter 30 Part 3

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Clay/Dream's POV

It's still not 5am. I can't stand this pain. It hurts so much.
"Than just cut your leg. It's already damaged." a voice said, but before i could say anything it continued. "I'm your inner voice Clay. No point in looking around."
What. "No. Why would i do that?! The doctor's may be able to somewhat fix it!" i said in my mind.
"What if not? Just get rid of it. It's already badly damaged from you when."
"That doesn't mean shit!"
"It does. Get rid of it."

. . .

"It's what you will deserve."
I stood up, but it wasn't me. That voice also sounded familiar. Don't know why, but that wasn't my problem now.
"W-what- what are you doing?!"
I couldn't do anything. It made it's way to the kitchen.
"Stop! STOP!" i yelled in my mind.
My vision was getting blurry again.

"..."

It grabbed a knife.

"STOP IT-!" i yelled again, but this time so that George and Sapnap would hear me. It cut me off bad when it stabbed my already damaged leg and repeated it more times. I couldn't scream. Nothing came out. Blood gashed out my leg. "STOP IT ALREADY!" i cried out and it stopped. I was panting and crying from horrendous pain. Footsteps. I could hear footsteps coming down.
"CLAY! OH MY GOD!" Sapnap said and George screamed. They tried talking to me, but no words came from my mouth.
"Clay! My god! George call the Ambulance and get the aid kit!" Sapnap said in a serious tone.
"Hold on Clay!"

I fainted from all the stress and panic.

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I slowly opened my eyes. Everything looked so white and clean. ... "H-hello?" i said slowly and quietly.
"Clay!" a happy and relieved voice said.
"H-huh..? Hello?"
"It's us Clay. Sapnap and George. How are you feeling?" Sapnap said, than that voice was George. I felt a little weird.
"A little weird." i answered and tried to look and move around. Something felt off.

"Huh..? What?" i slowly pulled of the sheets and saw half of my left leg gone. "W-what.. what happened?" i asked shaking a bit and looked at them.
"They had to remove the half of your left leg, since they couldn't do anything else. I'm sorry Clay." Sapnap explained.
I was so confused at first and then faintly remembered what happened, but still asked how and what happened.

They explained that they found me in the kitchen panting, panicking and crying from all the pain. My leg was stabbed and cut so many times, that they don't even know how many. They looked around the house, because they thought that maybe someone attacked me, but found noone. George called an ambulance, while Sapnap tried to stop the bleeding. I couldn't believe myself for any of that and was to tired for anything right now. "What time is it even?" I asked, since the last time i checked it was like 5 minutes till 5am. How did they get an ambulance and what?

"It's almost 10am. We luckily got someone to help us tho." George said.
"Wow.." that's really nice, but damn what a long surgery.
"You two didn't call the rest, did you?" i asked. They looked at eachother and said no.
"We didn't want them to deal with that right now and also thought you didn't want them to know right now." Sapnap said.
"Okey thanks you two. I really didn't want them to know now." i was relieved. "...Wait- am i gonna walk with only crutches now??" i asked.
"Not really. We asked about a prosthetic leg." Sapnap said.
"Isn't that expensive? Isn't everything gonna cost alot right now?" i asked.
"Eh. It's all fine. We'll manage it together." he said.
"Oh..  okey then. Thanks alot.." i smiled slightly and they smiled back.

We hugged, but then they had to leave for a little while since the doctor's need to make a check up. George, Sapnap left, the doctor's asked me a few questions and checked the other half of my leg. "For how long do i have to stay in the hospital?" i asked since i didn't really wanted to stay here for long, but then got totally crushed.
"Minimum 3 days and maximum 7 days." they answered. "But for you maybe it's only 3 or 4 days." they continued, but it was still bad.
"Oh..  okey. Thanks and thanks for helping us so early into the day." i said smiling.
"No problem at all. Glad we could make it."

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