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: wow i am very horrible for not updating in so long, i doubt anyone is even reading this anymore. i have sadists for teachers, who seem to get off on giving us so much homework that kids are already showing signs of mental breakdown. then again i probably shouldnt have taken the college prep classes, my only excuse is that it seemed like a good idea at the time.
chapter 8
Zack woke up to loud banging noises coming from a few feet away.
He looked over, upset at being woken up from a good dream that had involved, him, freddy, and quite a bit of kissing.
The banging that had woken him up was Joe playing with lego's although 'playing' might not have been the best term, demolishing was probably a bit closer to the word he was searching for.
Joe looked over at him, apparently noticing that he was awake.
"Wanna play?" He asked gesturing at the disaster area of plastic blocks surounding him. Zack's first thought was an emphatic 'no way!' but it wasn't like he had anything better to do, and anyways if someone actualy willingly wanted to spend time with him, then who was he to refuse.
"Sure."
Joe grinned happily and cleared a space next to him. "Me and Ella have a contest going to see who can create the tallest tower, but mine keeps falling."
Although he had been sceptical at first, Zack slowly began to actualy have fun and was so absorbed in building that he was still at it when freddy came three hours later.
"Having fun?"
Zack looked up quickly to see Freddy watching him play with a smirk on his face. Zack stuck his chin up defiantly. "Yes, and if you say one word then I might have to comment on you knowing all of the words to that song from titanic."
Freddy blushed. "Summer made me watch it, and you know once I hear a song, I don't forget it."
"Ah ha, you just keep telling yourself that spazzy."
Joe mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like 'Ella was right'.
Things continued this way for a couple of weeks, until the one thing that Zack had never expected to happen, happened.
His parents came.
Since the hospital felt that Zack was not in immediate danger of attempting suicide again, the doctors said that it was okay for him to go home.
Walking into his bedroom for the first time in what felt like forever, Zack felt lost. Going into the hospital all he could think about was getting out, but now that he was, all he could think about was how much he missed it there.
Maybe not the hospital itself, but how he felt there. People had actually cared about him, and taken care of him. He had been getting used to being able to relax around people other then Freddy.
Joe and Ella had taken him in, Ella had joked that she loved to collect strays. It had felt good to have friends that understood him, and didn't judge him. He could be himself without fearing that he might say something wrong, or that nobody was listening.
Before he left, he got Joe and Ella's numbers so that he could still talk to them, but he couldn't help but feel like his world was unraveling just when he was starting to get things under control.
His eyes flicked over to the cabinet where he knew the pocket knife that had brought him relief so many times resided.
Zack practicaly ran back out of his room to the telephone in the living room, dialing the number that he knew by heart. "Hello?"
Zack practicaly melted with relief upon hearing Freddy's familiar, friendly voice. "Hey Freddy, so, um, my parents took me out of the hospital."
"Do you want me to come over?"
"Yeah."
"Five minutes, k?"
"Thanks." Zack hung up, and went outside, not wanting to deal with his parents should they decide to see him.
Zack almost snorted at that thought, his parents were most likely holed up in thier respective offices, forgetting that he existed once again.
Tears fell unbidden down his cheeks, and Zack angrily brushed them away. He felt someone put thier arm around his shoulders, and he looked up, smiling slightly when he saw that it was Freddy.
"You okay?"
Zack just shrugged, not really wanting to talk, and knowing that Freddy would understand. "Wanna go up to your room?"
Zack hesitated for a moment, and Freddy must have noticed because he quickly ammended his question. "Or we could head over to my place, i've got some new cd's you might like. Besides my room is WAY better looking."
Zack laughed at that,because Freddy's room usualy looked like the city dump, with some band posters tacked up on the walls.
"Sure."
He spent the rest of the day at Freddy's, and by nighttime he was feeling like things might actualy be okay.