Author:rainyday101
Rating: R for dark themes, language, and sexuality
Warnings: This story cantains dark elements so if you don't like angst you should probably steer quite clear of this story. Also there will be slash, nothing horribaly graphic mostly just comfort, cuddles, and kisses however if this sort of thing bothers you then like i said above steer clear.
Summary: When zack winds up in the psych ward for attemting suicide he finds a new reason to live (freddyzack slash)
a/n: i took a long time again didnt i? bad me (hits self on head) i made this chapter a little longer so that hopefully you will forgive me xp
chapter five
When he woke up, it was to the now familiar site of blank white hospital walls, but they seemed different this time. For one thing there were none of those annoying beeping sounds, and for another there weren't curtains surounding his bed.
When he raised his head to look around he noticed someone in the doorway.
Even though he knew it wasn't him he still called out Freddy's name. The lady looked up. She was short with shoulder length brown hair. "Hi im Cara. You passed out so we moved you into your room. Your friend had to leave a couple of hours ago because visiting hours were over, he said that he would be back tommorow."
She had a friendly voice that sounded as if it belonged to a child.
Zack didn't really have anything to say so he just muttered "oh"
"If you feel up to it we can finish your intake now."
She must have noticed the vaugely horrified look that he got, because she laughed lightly and told him to relax. "I'ts okay, no more blood, or annoying questions, we've just got to get you up to date with the rules and all that fun stuff."
Zack nodded weakly, not at all sure what to expect after the doctors 'few questions' earlier had lasted three hours.
As it turned out she had been telling the truth.
It only took about fifteen minutes and then she heated up his dinner for him. "After your done eating you have to be getting to bed because its nine o clock which is bedtime."
Even though Zack knew he wouldn't be able to get to sleep that early, what with how much he had been sleeping lately he gave a grunt of acknolagment. After all, hopefully tommorow he would be off suicide watch and then him and Freddy could hang out all day and soon he would be out of this nightmare.
Cara's hyper voice cut into his thoughts.
"I forgot to mention earlier but you have a roomate named Joe. He's a couple of years younger then you."
Great as if all of this wasn't bad enough, he would have to try to sleep with another person in the room.
"You can put all of your things away tommorow. Your over in the bed by the window okay?"
"Thanks."
"Sure, alright now hop into bed and get some sleep."
Zack was seriously starting to wonder if she ever stopped smiling, it was getting a little disconcerting. Figuring that even if he couldn't sleep it was probably best to just lay down, and be still so they wouldn't think that he was trying to cause trouble.
Laying in bed staring at the ceiling with nothing else to occupy his mind, Zacks thoughts drifted yet again to the sight of his blood laying in a big pool around him. It was starting to make him feel nauseas, and he knew then that he would never be able to cut himself again even if he really needed it.
Freddy would be happy about that.
In an effort to think about something else he turned over in bed and looked at the profile of his new roomate. He looked to be around fifteen, or sixteen, and had his hair buzzed off.
Zack had never been very good at sleeping when other people were around, even as a kid he had hated sleepovers.
Freddy stayed over at his house a lot when his parents werent home so he wouldnt get lonely, but they usualy fell asleep at three in the morning listening to music or watching movies, so it wasnt the same thing as activly trying to sleep with another person just four feet from you.
At least this Joe guy didn't snore. He probably wouldn't be having such a hard time if he hadn't been sleeping more then a cat did for the past few days. Freddy had joked that they must be slipping him something in his food to make him sleep so much.
Finaly light started to shine gently through the windows and Zack gave a sigh of relief. he had never been particularly good at sitting still for long periods of time and this was killing him. He only hoped that the good people of the crazy place were early risers.
At six o clock he was finaly allowed to get up.
Rob was back and apprently got assigned the fun task of being his shadow. Breakfast was a disgusting immitation of oatmeal and orange juice. It tasted more like, vaugely flavered water, and canned cat food, and he actualy knew what cat food tasted like thanks to a stupid bet with Freddy.
At eight Rob asked him a few wierd questions and apparently he answered right because he got off suicide watch, which was good beause having a person pay that close attention to him was wierd.
Zack had just picked up a book to read, when his roomate and some girl came over and sat next to him. "Hey im Joe, and this is Ella, who are you?"
"Zack."
"So why are you here?"
Zack really didn't feel like talking about his problems with a couple of kids that he didn't know, so he just redirected the question. "Why are you here?"
Ella answered this time. "I took a couple bottles of prozac, and Joey here wouldn't eat."
"Oh"
Zack wasn't used to people being that open, and it made him uncomfortable. "So are you going to tell us why your here? We already know that you tried to kill yourself since you were on 's watch"
"I cut myself."
Ella just nodded like that was an everday statement, but Joe wanted to see the bandage.
Thankfully Freddy showed up then.