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Bitter Traumas

It hurt. Thundering headache, but it lasted only a few seconds before he drew in air, immediately coughing. Breathing burned in his throat. A bright light burned his eyes as they flickered, trying to open to look around. His eyelids were too heavy yet. He tried to remember what had happened, but just thinking hurt.

Bathroom. That's where he was. Or... Was he? He made another attempt to open his eyes, this time noticing the source of the bright light. It was the sun coming in through his bedroom window. Why was his bedroom window in the bathroom?
He let out a groan, but it was immediately followed by another coughing fit. Of course, he must have moved to his bedroom. How?

The weight on his eyelids finally lifted and he slowly let them open, squinting from the bright light. His head still had the shadow of a headache going, and every breath felt like he was breathing through a straw. He coughed again. He was so sure he had been in the bathroom just a moment ago...

Eddy let go of Brett's hand when he heard the man finally wake with his gasping breaths, oh thank the gods Brett was okay. He stood up from where he was sitting by the bed just crying against Brett's hand. He knew he was fucked up but not this fucked up.

Eddy propped Brett's pillows up behind him whilst helping him up,"Don't move too much...I got you water."

His voice was deathly raw, and his hands were shaky even when grabbing the glass of water to hopefully help Brett's throat, "And an Aspirin."

He was lucky that he could get most of this stuff from the bathroom.

Brett opened his mouth to ask what he was doing there, but it just turned into a new round of coughing. He tried to move to sit up more, but he felt incredibly weak. Where was Victor? Inu? Why was Eddy taking care of him?

Eddy sat on the bed, trying to help Brett more while sitting. He held the water and aspirin out to the man really trying to fix this. He was an awful person, who the hell did that to someone because of a love confession!? There was something wrong with him, insanely wrong. He needed to stay away from Brett to protect the man from himself, which he never thought would happen but apparently it did.

"Wh... where...?" Brett asked hoarsely, but was interrupted again by a new round of coughing that made his eyes tear up. It hurt to try and speak, causing him to cough which only hurt more. He pushed the water and aspirin away, not sure why he was being offered that. Why was he like this at all? He couldn't really remember. Wasn't he in the downstairs bathroom just now?

Eddy worried his bottom lip between his teeth, this was all his fault, he caused this.

"Shhh shhh, just drink the water and take the aspirin and I'll tell you everything..."

He licked his lips anxiously trying not to have a meltdown, Brett was the one who was hurt, he had no business crying about it, "I uuuh... I'm sorry... so sorry."

He couldn't collect his thoughts properly.

Brett didn't understand what the hell Eddy was talking about, but accepted the aspirin and the water anyway. He didn't even bother to check if the aspirin was actually aspirin before swallowing it and handing Eddy the glass back with a very shaky hand. Another cough fit came over him as he took a breath after swallowing everything.

"I kinda strangled you in the bathroom...." Eddy closed his eyes, why had he done that, "You kept telling me you loved me while we uh um f-fucked... I I j-just snapped... I didn't mean too.."

He didn't know how someone didn't mean to strangle someone else , but he didn't want this, he didn't want this.

What...? Brett blinked a few times. Oh yeah, he remembered now. He remembered the feeling of Eddy's large hand on his neck, how he had struggled to breathe, how everything had gone dark. What did he mean he didn't mean to, though? Wasn't that the point? Wasn't he there to kill him anyway? He lifted his hand slowly, touching the side of his neck. It was covered in bandages, which only made him more confused.