Desensitized | Jian

Chapter 6

Knelt down on the floor with her bloodied palms was Tabatha Lawley, Kian's sister. Her hands emptied, but so full of guilt as the blood of a human body was smeared all over the woman's palms, clothing, and part of her face, as she appeared to be holding onto a small
body, beneath her.

Kian noticed who the body belonged to a immediately rushed over to her, falling to his knees as his nephew was lying on the floor, appearing lifeless.. That imagery alone was heartbreaking for Kian to view.

"T-Tabatha... What happened to him?!" His lips barely parted, trembling the entire time he attempted to speak to his sister, but the woman couldn't talk. Her broken voice wouldn't allow her to say anything aside from evoke a painful sob that left her brother numb to the touch.

Her first born baby had bled to death and didn't have a single heartbeat within him. Not even a millisecond pulse that could let anyone know he was still alive. Out of nowhere, Tabatha took a minute within her moment of despair and grief to speak with what little words her mouth and mind allowed her to produce, mutterings the words, "Save him" to Kian.

"What...?" Kian responded, unsure of what else to do or say. That's when he realized how tight his sister's grip had grown when she held onto his shirt, trembling faster. Her gaze had now turned over to the younger man, while her jaw tensed up, clenching while inevitably forcing herself to speak.

"Save him, Kian!" She cried out, as tears streamed down Kian's surprised and confused face. The barely prepared paramedic crawled beside her on his knees, unable to find a way to properly function his legs to walk.

The young infant's neck was positioned poorly on his mother's lap, so Kian shakily took ahold of him, moving him at the slowest rate, and safest way he possibly could, to not introduce any further injury to him.

As his eyes began to narrow down towards the boy's wounded head, he cradled the boy's fragile body, tucking his legs beneath him to carry him to a bold, orange stretcher.

Kian felt so intimidated by the shocking imagery in front of him, watching as blood was pouring down to his entire arm where he had gently placed his nephew's neck around, that he ended up getting a panic attack halfway through resting the boy against the stretcher.

Other paramedics attended to his nephew and sister, while he stayed behind, unable to catch his breath when noticing what was left on his hands... Small chunks of the boy's brain, which had scattered throughout the ground he now stood on.

"No no no.. W-WHY." His chest tightened as he felt that his voice began to fade away into an unknown void of the darkness.

Deep in the distance he heard his name was being called out to him, but the fear of his panic attack that had been tormenting him was preventing him from reacting to the caller.

"Kian! Kian!!" He heard his name again and again, and felt his body getting shaken up as someone gripped onto his shoulders. As he cocked his head upwards, he saw a man with a crooked and malicious smirk.

"Owen Wilson..." Almost instantly, the young man balled his fists and jumped at the guy in front of him, causing him to bang his head against something rough that forced his eyes open, unaware that he had been dreaming all along.

~15 Minutes Ago~

"THE FOOD'S HEEEEREEEE!!" Jc's voice and the smell of delicious fast food were the only things that had finally gotten Danny out of his gaming when he finished his 'Among Us' stream after an hour or so.

The teen boy's first instinct was to call out to them from downstairs, insisting that he was headed downstairs while tucking his phone within his back pocket, but before he could even walk down the long hallway upstairs, he couldn't help but to here an endless sound of someone sniffling within a room nearby.

"Yo, I'll catch up in a sec!" He informed the others downstairs who had already stared digging in, feasting on the tasty dishes. The shy young teen hunched over slightly and knocked on the door.

No sound emitted from the inside whatsoever, but something was leaving Danny uneasy, so he reached to grab the doorknob ever so gently yet was startled to death when Bobby poked at his ribcage, causing him to yelp, slightly.

"DUDE, you scared the crap out of me, Bobby. Oh my God." They began to chuckle while playfully hitting each other. "Whatcha doing here, Danny? Let's go eat!" He smiled, dragging Danny towards the staircase, but the younger insisted on staying.

"Wait wait wait! Now listen: I was about to go down now, but then I started to hear some weird breathing noise coming from inside of that room. Who's in there, Bobby?" He questioned, looking at Bobby with hope in his eyes.

Fortunately, the older guy knew exactly who was in that bedroom. "Oh, that's just Kian. He probably stayed asleep in there when he came back home from the hospital." That left Danny at ease when he left his friend behind as he insisted on awakening Kian.

Seconds later, Bobby twisted the doorknob and entered the bedroom as silently as he could, leaving the lights off since it was still a little bit bright outside with different shades of blues shining through Kian and Jc's bedroom.

There, the curious, slender and tall male made his way towards a large figure that was growing more visible the closer he walked towards it, revealing Kian's structure, lying on the bed with a restless looking facial expression.

"Psst, Kiiiian! Time to eat foody foody! Wakey wakey!" Bobby giggled, treating Kian like a child by wiggling him in his sleep, ever so slightly to not startle the boy. But soon, a loud huff of breath that left the other's mouth made the older male feel worried.

Kian started to shift around his bed, gripping onto the sheets until his knuckles turned to a yellowish white. Bobby turned the lights on in the bedroom and began to shake the boy.

"Kian, you're having a nightmare. Wake up, dude!" Another loud gasp escaped Kian's lips as he began to hyperventilate. Right then and there, Jc walked into the room with a cup of soda in his hands.

"Jc, you have to help me out here. Kian won't wake up, look at him."

"He won't WHAT?"

Desensitized |  Jian