Then Suddenly Everything was Different Chapter 11: Nightmare, a web shows fanfic

* I have some little notes for you guys before we begin Chapter 11. If you don't care you can just skip this bit, it's not really that important. First of all, wow over 1,200 hits and 300 visitors. It's also amazing to see how many different countries I'm apparently writing for. I would've never thought I would get someone to read my work from Australia or the Netherlands or the United Kingdom or anywhere besides the US really (I still love all you Americans though, haha). Thanks so much for everyone who's stuck with me and Ant so far, we both love you guys a lot. And the other thing I wanted to tell you was that I've been very busy this week with finals from school. Unfortunately they came around the time where I actually got to some sort of climax in the story and I know that a lot of you wanted me to update a bit faster. I tried my best; I swear I really would've rather done this than study. Okay, I'm done keeping you in suspense. Thanks again! –Kymma (luckyendings)*

Toby was crying somewhere. I've never heard him sob like this with the wails of pain and cries for help. Through the strange darkness I followed the sound of his shaky breath. I started out slow and careful but picked up the pace as I felt my heart rate speed up when he sounded closer and closer.

"Toby?" I called out when I finally caught a glimpse of him in the black. But he didn't hear me.

"Toby? TOBY! Toby, can you hear me?" I screamed, right beside him now.

His head was still bleeding from the temple but his clothes were the same as when I first met him. No matter how hard I shouted at him, he couldn't hear. Toby just kept his head pressed into the floor and thumped his fist against the side of his leg like he needed the pain to distract him.

It was too much: Why couldn't he hear me? What wrong with him? Was it something I'd done? Why can't I help him?

I fell to my knees and covered my ear from his wails. Squeezing my eyes tight, I tried to prevent myself from crying along with him. But Toby's yelling leaked through my fingers until…

It stopped.

"Toby?" I whispered, untangling myself.

I crawled over to where he lay, completely still now with his hands relaxed and his head face down.

"What's wrong? Toby, listen to me!" I grasped his shoulders and rolled him over to see that his face was calm but completely motionless.

"Nononononononono… Toby…" I choked out, "Toby, wake up. No, not now. Please, not now. I need you!"

"Ant. Ant, wake up. Shhh… it was just a dream," Olga crooned.

I had been crying in my sleep, soaking Olga's pajama pants with my tears. We were in the waiting room, and I had fallen asleep with my head in her lap as we did what one does in a waiting room.

"Sorry," I muttered, sitting up again. She reached over with a tissue and wiped my face. Her eyes were red, she had been crying too.

"It's okay, Ant. Do you want to talk about it? That way it won't come true."

I told her the story carefully, making sure I didn't mess anything up.

"Aw, Nita, that's not going to happen. I promise Toby's not going to die. The bleeding came from a cut that wasn't very deep; he just had a really high fever. He'll be fine and out of here soon."

"Have you seen him yet?"

"No, not yet. I was going to wait for you to wake up."

"So we can go now?"

Olga nodded and I got up fast. She gathered her coat and purse from around her and led me down the halls. I realized I was still only wearing the oversized tee and the sweatshirt, so I felt very vulnerable going down the sterile white corridors.

We reached a room where a doctor came out. Olga conversed with him and he let us inside.

"Stay as long as you want," the doctor said before closing the door behind us.

Toby lay in the hospital bed, sleeping. I rushed over to him and tentatively touched his hand that hung out of the sheets. His head had a piece of gauze taped to his temple without a sign of red seeping through. I bit my lip and held on to his hand, not wanting to slip into another nightmare.

We stayed in the room with him for what seemed like forever until I had the idea. Toby was probably going to be unwell for the whole day. But he had a promise to keep with his audience.

"Olga, can I use your phone for something?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah, sure. Anything you want," she mumbled. Reaching into her purse she pulled out an iPhone. It looked very different than Toby's with that bunny-ears cover.

She clicked it open for me and passed it over. I had seen Toby do it a million times. Like him, I opened up the camera app and stood up. I gazed around the room for a good place to start and then decided I better just get right to the point.

"Audience? What are you doing looking at Toby sleeping in the hospital? He's not feeling very good today." I could see Olga smiling at me from the little screen so I walked over to her, "Hey can you do the intro?"

"Sure, Intro of DARKNESS then RE- oh there it is- REDNESS then WHITENESS." She grinned after taking her finger off the lens. "There you go, Ant."

"Thank you," I went to Toby's side, holding out the camera so it could see my face, "We have to be very quiet, but he hit his head on the side of the sink. I had to call Olga and it was scary, but I'm happy that I know he's going to be okay. Olga says he's going to be home tomorrow. Maybe he'll be able to make his own video for you guys by then. I hope so, 'cause I don't like hospitals that much."

I sighed and dropped the arm holding the camera down onto the bed while lowering my head down as well. I rested my chin on my free arm and filmed myself staring at Toby for a good thirty seconds. Letting my eyes droop, I felt Olga's hands rub my shoulders.

I looked up at her and reached out to hug her. The lens was pressed up against her back but neither of us cared.

"I don't have anything else, so let's just stop it now," I muttered when we finally let go, "Um, bless your face. Peace off. Leave a comment wishing Toby to be better. Boop!"

Olga didn't mention my lack of a proper outro but instead kissed me on the forehead.

"Do you want me to upload this to Toby's channel for you?" She asked me.

"Yes, please."

I watched as she punched in a title, talking out loud as she typed, "Ant's… first… vlog… and… uploading!"

For over five minutes I just stared at the little bar slowly fill up until it was done. Then I kept hitting refresh, reading all the comments that streamed in even after only seconds of it being uploaded.