Hello my lovelies! Happy Saturday! I'm so sorry I didn't get to update earlier- I've had more tests and quizzes in school this week then I can even fathom. But, I still managed to write whenever I had time! I'm finishing up the next chapter for Oblivious now, and may post a Jeroy one-shot later- I'm still debating if I should post it or not, it's REALLY dark. Anyhow, here's Reactions! Enjoy!

WARNING: IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED TO THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE AND/OR SELF HARM, I SUGGEST YOU DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER.

I DO NOT OWN HOUSE OF ANUBIS

(Eddie's P.O.V.)

It's been 3 and a half hours since Fabian was taken to the hospital. Victor wanted everyone to stay at the house, but we ignored him. Patricia, KT, Alfie and I were at the hospital faster then the ambulance was.

I pace anxiously around the hospital waiting room. Fabian Fabian Fabian. My poor best friend. It's hard to shake off thoughts of what's going to happen to him: will he die? Will he live? Will he be put in a physc ward? Is he in pain?

He can't die. He just can't. He's my brother, I love him to bits and pieces. We've become so close over the past few months, I don't want to lose all that. I've never had a friend like him before. He gets me, he doesn't see me as a low life piece of trash like my American Friends do. I can tell him anything- every secret that I have, he knows. Call me gay, but I seriously don't know how I'll live without him if he doesn't make it.

Patricia taps my shoulder, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" she asks

I look around the room. Alfie's asleep. Trudy and KT haven't stopped bawling since we arrived. Patricia's the only sane person left...

"Yeah, sure." I say

We exit the waiting room, and step into a hallway. It's almost 5:00- most people are getting dinner, it can't be that crowded, right?

"What's up?" I ask

Patricia takes a deep breath. "There's something I need to tell you."

"Um, alright." I say

Should I be nervous?

"I think...I think I'm the reason Fabian...tried again." she stammers

"What? No! Patrcia! It's his Reaction! You know that! There's nothing any of us could have done-"

"I kissed him." she interrupts

I freeze. What did she just say? My girlfriend...kissed...my best friend?!

"What? Wha...why?" I ask

"Look, Eddie. He was so upset! I was just trying to comfort him and I got caught in the heat of the moment and I kissed him! He didn't kiss back, he stormed out of the room and went right to the bathroom. Eddie, I didn't mean anything by it, it was just my reaction! I love you Eddie, I really, REALLY do! It's my fault Fabian's in here! If anyone deserves to be dead, it's me!" she yells

I stand there in shock. She kissed him. Fabian did this because...he felt guilty. Guilty for nothing. He wanted to stay loyal to me.

Anger builds up inside me.

"I...I don't know what to say..?" I sputter

"Eddie...please."

"HOW COULD YOU! I GET THAT YOU HAVE THAT REACTION PATRICIA BUT WHY DID YOU TRY TO USE IT WITH SOMEONE ELSE? ESPECIALLY MY BEST FRIEND, WHO'S WANTED NOTHING TO MORE THAN TO DIE ALL DAY! THATS NOT PART OF IT! I yell at her.

I don't wait for her to reply, I storm out of the hallway.

~A few Hours Later~

7:00 P.M. No news about Fabian. Everyone else has fallen asleep. I haven't talked to Patricia since I blew up at her.

A middle aged blonde haired doctor enters the waiting room.

"Fabian Rutter." she calls out

I stand up and hurry toward her.

"Are you the only person here for Mr. Rutter?" she asks

I nod. "Yeah, everyone else passed out awhile ago."

She sighs. "Fabian's doing alright, he's going to live. We've diagnosed him with Depression and Anxiety, both of which he'll need therapeutic treatment for. Luckily, we were able to pump his stomach in time, so the pills he swallowed didn't have much time to take a serious affect. The medication we wish to put him on will make him sleep quite often- but that's a good thing, he'll need lots of rest. As for the cutting, that will have to be taken care of in therapy. We gave him a gel to rub on them, to help with the healing, but Fabian has been cutting so frequently and so deep, it'll take several weeks, or months possibly. It just depends if or how often he relapses."

That's what I was afraid of. He doesn't need Therapy, he'll be fine by tomorrow, I know he will. At least he's going to live, though.

"Can I see him?" I ask

The doctor smiles "Of course."

I follow her down a long hallway.

"I assume you're his brother." she wonders

"Best Friends." I reply

"Ah." she says

We round a corner, and she pushes open the first door we see. I step inside. There I see my best friend hooked up to countless wires and machines, with his arms wrapped in white bandages. He's fast asleep.

"He looks better then I thought he would." I say

"Well, that's good. I'll let you visit." she leaves the room and shuts the door

Fabian fidgets around- too much for being asleep.

"I know you're awake." I tell him

His eyes flutter open. I sit on the edge of his bed.

"H-Hi." he stammers

"Hey buddy. How do you feel?" I ask

"Tired. My head really hurts..."

"The Doctor just told me you'd want to sleep a lot. The headache is probably from the pills."

Fabian draws in his breath. "Eddie...there's something I have to tell you..."

"Patricia told me everything. Don't even THINK I'm mad at you." I tell him

A tear slides down his cheek.

"Eddie I'm sorry. She kissed me, I swear! I didn't kiss her back I freaked out and I-"

"Fabian! Calm down! I know! Patricia fully admitted everything to me.

"R-really?" he stutters

"Uh-huh."

"So you don't hate me?"

"Nope. Even if you did kiss her back, I still wouldn't hate you- I could never, hate you."

In an awkward silence, I lift up his arm and examine his cuts. He didn't get much of an opportunity to hurt himself more- thank god.

"I..I didn't add anymore. I promise." he whimpers

"I know you didn't." I reassure him

More tears form in his eyes

"Hey, don't cry!" I tell him

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I put everyone through this!" he moans

"Fabian, listen to me. All this...this isn't you. Remember that book we showed you earlier? It's you're Reaction. Tomorrow, I guarantee you are going to be fine. You won't be like...this. You'll thank me for stopping you. I promise."

"I...I believe you...but...how is that...going to help...me now?" he asks between tears

"Just fight it...it's about 7:15 now, you only have to be like this for about 4 and half more hours...you've made it this far, you can make it the rest of the day. Right?"

He nods his head.

Just then, a nurse enters the room.

"Visiting hours are over sir." she says

"I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" I tell Fabian

He nods and reaches his arms out. I pull him into a hug, and pat his back.

"I love you." he whispers to me

"I love you too, bro." I tell him

I pull away from our hug, and leave the room.

(Alfie's P.O.V.)

"The food court is on the first floor and to the far left." a nurse tells me

"Thank you!" I exclaim

No news about Fabian. I've been asleep for an hour- I'm hungry and want food.

I push the elevator button in the waiting room hallway. My phone beeps in my pocket. I pull it out to see a text from Eddie:

Hey- just saw Fabian. He's gonna live, but the doc says he has anxiety and depression. Visiting hours r over- where r u?

Thank god! I honestly don't know what I would've done if he didn't make it...

I write back to Eddie:

Phew! I'm in the elevator, going to the food court

The elevator doors slide open. I step outside into the hospital lobby. I can barely make out the cafeteria in the distance. I run towards it. The menu hangs in the entrance. The first thing that sticks out is coconut cream pie.

Pieeeee!

"Alfie?"

I whip around to see Willow, Mara, and Joy standing behind me.

"Hey guys! What are you doing here?" I ask

"Singing Christmas Carols to the elderly while roller skating, what do you think we're doing here?" Joy snaps

"No need to be harsh..."

Willow sighs. "Can you guys order?"

Mara and Joy exchange a look. "Yeah."

They walk away. It's just Willow and I now...awkward.

"Alfie...what's been with you today? Almost every time I try to talk to you, you smack me! What did I even do to you?" she asks

Should I tell her? Would she understand?

"Look, Willow...remember how we had founders day? And we were all...kinda...possessed?" I begin

She looks at me funny. "Yeah..."

"KT found out last night that some of us would have reactions to it. Mine's muscle spasms...I can barely control anything I do..."

I give her a minute to let that sink in. Please believe me Please believe me...

"Alfie...why didn't you just tell me that?" she asks

"I was scared...and I didn't know at first. I didn't think you would believe me. I'm sorry Willow, I really am. I never, ever meant to hurt you. I love you and I-"

"Wait. Did you just say...you love me?"

I smile. I hadn't meant to...we've never said I love you before...I've wanted to for awhile now...but I never imagined I would say it to her in a hospital cafeteria.

"Yeah...I did." I whisper

She smiles. "I love you too, Alfie."

I give her a quick peck on the lips.

"So I take it we're back on again?" I ask

She smiles. "Were we ever really off?"

Ys

Yay! Walfie reunited! Sorry- I really like the Feddie Bromance, I'm not sure why, but I just do! Will Eddie forgive Patricia? Will they get back together? Thanks for reading:-)

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