After hours and hours of being passed out, Bill woke up in the middle of the night. He didn't hear anything, only silence. He looked around, blinking and moaned as he got up. He thought that he could at least hear his roomate and lover walking around or at least yelling for him to wake up. But no; nothing. He slid his feet on the floor and went to Ogre's room. The door was closed or better yet... locked. He raised an eyesbrow and knocked on it, twice. "Kevin? Are you in there?" No answer. He knocked again, harder this time but yet no reply came from the other man. Bill started getting anxious. He roamed the rest of the house without finding him and returned outside Ogre's door, hitting it with force.
After five minutes no one had answered him and the door was still there, no matter how hard Bill was trying to break into the room. Another five minutes later he did it and the door fell opened with a heavy bam sound and Bill turned white from the shock. His eyes widened and his breath was cought in his throat. Ogre was fallen on his bed, unconcious, with packs of white powder spreaded on the bed, half of them completely empty.
Bill run to him and shook him, yelling his name, fearing the worst. He touched his neck and felt a very weak heartbeat. He started sobbing and at the same time trying hard to wake him and carry him to take him to the nearest hospital. He carried him with much effort to his car and drove fast to the nearest hospital. On the road, Bill was turning to look at his friend worringly. Ogre's breathing was very slow and Bill was trying to feel his heartbeat on the side of his neck. It was very weak, as it was earlier.
"Oh, Kevin... Why did you do this, you fucker? Don't leave me, you son of a b-" he couldn't continue as he let tears of fear and sadness roll down his cheeks that got his vision blurry. He quickly wiped them away as he could easily crash if he couldn't see where he was driving and after half an hour they got to the hospital. He pulled over outside of the entrance, not caring that he was parked in the middle of the path. He rushed out and yelled for someone to come and help him out. He threw the passanger's door open and took Ogre in his arms, putting both his arms underneath him, as he had done when they got out of the house. Two nurses run out of the hospital and came to his assistance, helping him by hopping Ogre onto a bed as they entered the hospital and took him away quickly rolling it. Bill followed them but a doctor who followed, after asking Bill what had happened, instructed him to stay outside in the waiting room for news. Bill struggled to follow but to no avail.
Hours passed... Bill was a wreck and very tired after the emotional shock he had felt. If his lover died he would certainly follow him to the grave. He had nothing else to live for, no matter how hard he tried to persuade himself to relax and thing logically and possitive.
He got up and walked up and down, waiting for someone, anyone to come and inform him of what had happened and how Ogre was but of course, no one came to him. He was driven crazy from his agony and anxiety. After an hour, he sat back down and sighed heavily for the twentieth time that night. The clock was ticking 3:00 a.m. soon and yet nothing had happened. He sat down and closed his eyes. He expected that his mind would create horrific pistures of Ogre dying bloody in his arms or leaving him alone forever, by hitting the door behind him. But it was a surprise for Bill when he closed his eyes and instead of bad, horrific pictures of terror he was welcomed by the happiest of times they have lived together. A faint smile came to his lips as he saw the first time they had met two years ago. Ogre was gorgeous and Bill was younger and happy in his life. Ogre had walked towards him with a smile and started talking. Soon, they were buying eachother drinks and were laughing until the early morning times.
Their relationship was pure friendship for six months. Until Bill started feeling the happiest man alive with only one of Ogre's phone calls. He was catching himself jumping up and down when they had something sceduled for the evening or any hour of the day. Ogre was no different. Bill didn't know how Ogre was feeling but to be honest, his cheeks were flushing happily and his eyes were glowing every time he was going out with Bill. Any other friend of his was not enough to make him this happy. Ogre didn't know how Bill felt, either. They both thought that they were the only ones that felt this way for the other, without knowing that the feeling was mutual.
One night they got drunk and Bill started stroking Ogre's thigh. Ogre, instead of slapping it, welcomed it with a smile and started stroking the other man's cheek, lovingly. That night, after seven months of being just goood friends, they became something more than that... After some months they decided to live together. That's where the troubles came along... But Bill was occupied only with the nice times they had spent together.
Now his mind made him see the first time Ogre said 'I love you' to him. It was not the first night they had sex, they were so drunk to talk this way. It was the morning after. Ogre opened his eyes and moaned as Bill did the same. They smilde at eachother and chuckled, interlocking their fingers and pecking eachother's lips.
"I love you, Bill." Ogre whispered after the sweet pecking and made Bill's eyes glow happily.
"I love you too, Kevin." Bill replied. Ogre loved the fact that Bill was the only one to call him by his real name. For him, it meant that he was his true self only when with Bill and no one could change this.
Now Bill's mind let him see the moment when they decided to go on their first trip. It was June and they were out in the burning sun. Ogre was wearing a plain black T-shirt with jeans and Bill knee-high trousers with a green T-shirt. They were happy, they visited the village and then the forest... They almost made love under the tree they desiced to sit and have their picnic. If that barking dog wasn't bothering them...
Lost somewhere among the pictures and the memories, Bill fell fast asleep and the thoight became dreams. He was dreaming of the happy days. The passed days, that were dead now. Only to be followed by his worst nightmare. He dreams their first kiss, their first touch, he saw Ogre in his dream smiling and laughing happily with him. He saw him loving him again. He was smiling in his sweet sleep until his facial axpression changed into a scared one. His eyesbrows furrowed in his sleep and started breathing faster. His dream had changed... It was turned into a nightmare. Ogre was laying on his bed half passed out, half awake, blood was running freely from his nose and his shirt was all bloody, as were the sheets underneath him. Bill was standing at his door, unable to move, no matter how much he wanted to run to his friend and help him, take him to the hospital or die with him... He couldn't move. He saw Ogre raising his left arm and looking at him with a pleading look, tears running like rivers on his pale and bloody cheeks.
"B-Bill... help m-me..." Ogre whispered and Bill felt his eyes burning in his sleep. In his dream he was starting to feel tears burning his blue eyes and running freely on his own cheeks, this being the only thing he could do, being still unable to move or even speak. His mind was screaming for his legs and arms to move, a screaming voice was telling him to move and save his love. He couldn't. He such sobbed and sobbed... Ogre, after a pause to sob, opened his mouth, letting blood enter it and whispered. "Bill... Bill..." He was begging for help and then Ogre screamed. "BILL!"
Bill flailed and woke up as someone was touching his shoulder, trying to wake him up by whispering his name. "Mr. Moseley?" Bill, blinked and looked around, looking up at the doctor's face. His breathing was quick from his nightmare and touched his forehead, trying to calm down. It was then when he realized that the doctor was smiling. he slowly looked up at him with a questioning look.
"What happened to him?" Bill whispered, fearing the worst, even upon seeing the doctor's smile.
"Everything is alright now, Mr. Moseley. We gave him medicine and he is stable. He will be free to go in two days." The doctor smiled more and Bill took a deep breath as he relaxed and allowed himself to smile.
"He is alive? He is alright?" He asked, wanting to be sure and wanting to hear it one more time.
The doctor smiled and nodded calmly. "Yes, he is just fine. No need to worry. Do you want to see him?"
Bill's eyes went wide. "C-can I? Please?"
The doctor nodded. "You can but be careful not to wake him. he is sleeping and needs rest." Bill nodded eagerly and grinned. The doctor led him into the room in which Ogre was resting. The doctor let him there and smiled before leaving, reminding him to be calm and careful. Bill nodded and thanked him once more before walking slowly to Ogre's side, sitting himself on a chair and bringing it closer to his lover. Ogre's breathing was calm and slow. The color was slowly returning to his cheeks and his heartbeat could be heard from the monitor on his other side, beating steadily. Bill let tears of joy and regret run onto his cheeks, the burning sensation he was feeling, reminding him of his horrific nightmare earlier. He rested the side his face in the crook of Ogre's neck, careful not to wake him and placed his hand on his chest to feel his heartbeat and smiled, seeing that it was beating not only steadily but powerfully too. He bobbed a little there befroe falling asleep, muttering some words to his friend. "I love you... Please, forgive me..."