I decided that this is the last chapter. And I hope you all are surprised by it, I think I came up with a decent ending for once.
A huge thanks to my reviewers:
Mistress of the universe- thank you so much! It really means a lot to me that you like my work
Stickit2da-maniosis- I hope I'm updating fast enough! Glad you like it.
Cr@zy-yuni- I don't like Katie. I laughed hysterically when I killed her off. But that's just me…I'm not obsessive at all over Kevin Clark…nope. I thought about making a new character, but I figured it would be easier to understand Freddy if it was Katie that died…ha…I mean…how sad. And as for Marta and Freddy, you'll just have to read this chapter
XDeepxSmokexPurplexFirex- it hurts me too
Rhapsody-child-of-the-sky- aww thanks!!!
On with the story.
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*Damn light…what's going on…why am I still here…* Freddy Jones' mind was cloudy and he was having difficulty thinking. He wasn't sure exactly where he was but he could feel a calming aura, a sense of calmness after a storm. He blinked groggily, trying to open his eyes.
As he became more and more awake, he regained feeling in his limbs. Someone was holding his hand…why wasn't he dead? Once again, Freddy strained to gain control of himself by trying to sit up. Almost immediately, a hand on his shoulder forced him back down. He could feel a slight tug in his right arm, unbeknownst to him there was an IV in it. As his eyes cleared up and the world came back into focus, he noticed his left arm was mercilessly bound in bandages. Suddenly, it hit him like a pile of bricks.
He was in a hospital. A hospital. *Why in the Hell aren't I dead…who found me?* he thought to himself. Then he remembered something…there was someone else there with him. Turning his head to the stiff, uncomfortable chair beside his bed, he saw someone completely unexpected. Marta maybe, or his mom. But Zack Mooneyham? *Why was he here? How does he know?*
"Freddy! You're awake! Man, don't ever scare us like that again, we've been worried sick. What the Hell's your problem, freaking us out like that?" Zack said, suppressing a grin of happiness with a grimace at the thought of what Freddy had done to himself. Freddy blinked several more times, trying to process this, and just sat there with a blank look on his face.
"Marta called me after you left her house, she was hysterical, oh yeah, she's getting coffee right now. Anyway, she called me sobbing and told me what happened with you guys, so I went to your place and…and I found you…dying, man. Freddy, why did you do that? What's the deal with that?"
Freddy sighed and rolled his eyes, resting his head back onto the stiff pillow. "Look, Zack, I don't feel like talking about it this moment. Can you just chill for a little?"
"Chill? You want me to chill? Dude, I found you last night bleeding to death because you felt it was necessary to mutilate your arm up. I'm not gonna chill!!!"
"Look," Freddy said, somewhat agitated. "I don't know what I was thinking, okay?" But his eyes betrayed the truth.
It was Zack's turn to sigh. "Come on, it wasn't your fault. It was an accident! Get over it, I know it hurts that you lost Katie, but you've gotta move on! Everyone else is trying to. You could at least give it an effort to try to live a normal life."
Freddy was really ticked now. "Hey, Zack, 'step off'," he quoted.
"Get real, Jones. If you were so worthless and paltry to humanity, why did Marta call me? She was concerned about you…and she had good reason. If I thought you were as despicable as you view yourself, I could have brushed her call off and just thought you were drunk. But I didn't! I went to your apartment and saved your life, dude. And you know why? Because I care about you! So does Marta. You aren't as alone as you think. Shit happens, but people move on. Freddy, man, I don't know what you were thinking, but it was unquestionably wrong."
"He's right, Freddy," Marta said, her frame silhouetted in the doorframe. She had two cups of cheap hospital coffee in her hands. Giving one to Zack, she dragged another chair over to the bed and sat down. "And you know he is too."
Freddy blinked back tears, realizing that they did indeed speak the truth.
"Mr. Jones, we need to see you for a moment," a crisply uniformed nurse said from the hall. She walked in with another doctor who was holding a clipboard and had a consoling expression on his middle-aged face.
"Freddy, we need to ask you some questions. It looks as though you'll have to be in our mental facility for a while, just to make sure you don't hurt yourself again. We need to get you some therapy, so we need to get to know you a little bit more."
Freddy turned to his friends, who had gotten up and ready to leave. "We'll just leave you alone so you can concentrate. We'll come back later to see how you're doing, okay?" Zack cautiously asked.
"It's okay guys, I'll be fine," he said.
Marta rushed over to give him a quick hug before she and Zack left. "Don't you ever do this to us again Freddy Jones!" she said, trying to sound menacing.
Freddy smirked at the frail blonde and replied, "Ah, get going you two. See ya later."
The doctor smiled at Freddy. "Let's get started shall we?"
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2 months later
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Freddy was now in his own little room in the mental ward of the hospital. That morning his therapist had decided that Freddy was mentally stable and would be free to go . He was finally cured. When he called Zack and Marta, they decided to come visit him immediately. Their visit was a short one, but it gave Freddy a small glimmer that maybe he shouldn't do it. Maybe he was doing the wrong thing this time.
"Bye, Freddy, we'll stop at your house tomorrow to see you!" Marta said, cheerfully kissing him on the cheek. Smiling on the outside, his heart was breaking on the inside. But he wouldn't let them know that, he couldn't.
"See ya, dude," Zack said, smiling at him. The pair left the hospital, for what they thought was the last time. Freddy could hear them excitedly chattering away as they walked down the hall, no doubt planning some surprise party for him the next day.
*Too bad the guest of honor isn't gonna make it* Freddy thought, an unsure flutter crossing his heart. *No, I'm not taking any chances this time. I can't back down. Normal people would be over it by now. But I haven't. Ordinary people would be living a decent life right now. But I'm not. Average people wouldn't still feel like this, after all this time and therapy. But I do.*
Freddy reached into his little hiding place in the mattress and drew out a handful of little blue pills. Heavy sedatives he had been given for a few days when he faked not being able to go to sleep. He pretended to swallow them to please the nurse then hid them when she was gone. He was depressed, but not stupid. He had been saving these pills just in case. Just in case he never felt better.
And here he was, no better than he had been the day after Katie died. He had 12 pills. He put them all in his left hand, and cupped it, so he could dispense them one by one. A cup of water was in his left hand, and tears fell from his eyes which reflected feelings of deep despair and sorrow that would not heal.
Pill one. *Katie…*
Pill two. *I'm so sorry*
Pill three. *I never meant for it to happen…*
Pill four. *Please forgive me…*
Pill five. *Because I can't forgive myself…*
Pill six. *You didn't deserve to die…*
Pill seven. *And you didn't deserve me…*
Pill eight. *I'm doing this for you..*
Pill nine. *Because I love you, Katie…*
Pill ten. *Because I love you so much…*
Pill eleven. *Now I'm coming to see you again…*
Pill twelve. *Katie…I'm going to be with you…to love you…forever…Katie…*
They were gone. No way to reverse it now. Freddy Jones smiled one last time as he heaved himself onto his bed with some difficulty. For the first time in two months, the stiffness of the bed didn't bother him. The drugs were beginning to kick in eternal sleep. As Freddy's mind and soul drifted away from his body, for the first time in years he smiled a smile of pure content. His final thoughts were about Katie, the one and only love of his life, the person he was happiest with, and being with her was the only way Freddy Jones would truly be happy. And now, he was.
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The end! Unless people review me and say if they want me to include an epilogue but I don't know exactly what I'd put in it. I hope yinz liked it! Tell me if it's lame, I'll fix it. You reviewers really helped me, I didn't think anyone would like it. Thank you so much everyone, I loved writing this. Please review!