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TW's:
-Self harm
-Hospitals
-Blood

Skeppy POV

I heard a loud bang. I jumped up.

'Dream, I'll call you back later.'

'Okay, everything alright?'

'I think Bad fell.'

I hung up, threw my phone away and to Bads room.

'Bad?'

No reaction. I opened the door and walked in. Bad laid on the floor, holding a blade and completely covered in blood. I decided not to wait this time anymore and I ran back to where I came from, grabbing my phone. I directly called 911 and when they picked up, I screamed for an ambulance.

'MY FRIEND IS BLEEDING.'

'We are on our way, is he still breathing?'

'He passed out, please be fast. He is dying. He lost so much blood.'

'What happened?'

'He cut himself.'

'Oh, boy. What's your name?'

'My name is-.' I completely broke down in tears. 'Zak.'

'Zak, can you feel his pulse and put pressure on the wound?'

'But there are like ten wounds.'

'Try putting pressure on much as you can. What's his heartbeat like?'

Since his wrist was full of wounds, I decided to lift his shirt up a little to feel his heartbeat. I placed my hand around his heart.

'It's pretty low.'

I realised I kept staring at his chest, I didn't know why, but he was so beautiful. I just couldn't look away. I decided to still look away and concentrate on the call.

'Has he done this before?'

I bit my lip. 'Yes, I wish I knew.'

'It's not your fault, Zak.'

'He was mad at me, so technically it is.'

'It isn't, even if he was mad. You probably tried helping him.'

'I did, but he got mad.'

'Zak, you did very well, the ambulance arrived, can you open the door?'

I nodded and mumbled quietly. 'Yes.'

'Good luck, Zak. Stay strong.'

I ran downstairs and opened the door. They ran in and I pointed to where they had to go. They ran upstairs and before I even knew Bad got carried downstairs and I ran with them. I was allowed to go with them to hospital.

It was around thirty minutes later when I was sitting next to Bads bed. He was still unconscious and he was given a lot of blood. He lost way too much. I had been crying these whole thirty minutes and decided to call Dream. He must have been worried. It took him a minute to pick up.

'Sorry, I was in a call with George. What's up?'

'Bad is in hospital.'

'Seriously?'

'He cut himself again and passed out. I called the ambulance. He is still unconscious. I'm so scared, if he dies- I-.' Tears streamed down my face and I felt like dying at a certain point.

'Keep breathing, Skeppy. He will not die, he is in good hands now. You've done everything you could.'

'But I love him so much.'

'I know, I know. I literally will drive over if you need me to, but keep me contacted.'

'I will, you don't have to come. I think he will make it, but it's just so difficult to see.'

'I understand, I really do.'

I looked at Bad and grabbed his hand. 'Hey Bad, do you know how much I love you? You probably don't, but I'm so worried about you. I don't want to lose you and definitely not after our fight. I wish you could hear me.'

He laid there doing nothing, but breathing through a stupid oxidation mask.

'I'm so sorry, but I have to hang up. Call me when you know anything. You can always call George or Sapnap. George is online right now.'

I nodded even though he couldn't see and hung up. I decided to give George a call, I needed someone to talk to.

'George?' I asked still crying when he took the phone call.

'What's up?'

'Bad is in hospital.'

'What?'

'He uh- cut himself and now he is in hospital.'

'Oh my goodness, is he okay?'

'He is sort of stable, but I'm so scared. I can't lose him. He was so extremely mad at me before he cut himself again.'

'You two had a fight?'

'I was looking through his stuff because when I arrived at his place he was laying on the ground covered in blood, he had cut himself. I wanted to grab all his blades and he got mad. I guess he had other blades left.'

'I'm so sorry. Why did he do this?'

'He gets bullied on the internet. Everyone hated on his YouTube videos.'

'Really? They are so funny.'

'I wish he knew that too.'

'I'm so sorry, can I help? I just- I'm a little shocked.'

'Same, it's fine, I like to talk to someone right now.'

I looked at Bad, even when he was laying there, he looked beautiful. I felt a warm feeling inside my stomach, I couldn't really tell what it was, but it felt nice. I looked down at our hands locked and I startled when I felt something. He squeezed my hand!

'George, he squeezed my hand.'

'Really?'

'He is waking up!'

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