This World #7

Mellos POV:

As the hours slip by guilt creeps up on me.

I over reacted... And I probably hurt poor Matt's head pretty bad.

Its not that I'm ungrateful for everything he has done. The gamer saved my life after all. There's no way I would have lasted until the ambulance got me, and even if I did Kira would find me in the hospital and I'd be a dead man.

Not only did Matt save my life he treated me so well while he did it. The whole time I was bedridden he cleaned my wound and bandaged me up, gave me sponge baths, fed me. He rubbed my head when I was feeling sick and made sure I was never in to much pain, even if he couldent alleviate it fully. God damnit he even slept at my side and I know for a fact he cuddled me when he thought I was asleep. Probably just to calm himself down though. I know the whole thing traumatized the redhead more then he let's on.

After a good three hours of internal debate and as the sun starts to set I sigh and get to my feet.

I have to apologies. I know he didn't mean to make me feel self conscious about my scars. I don't really know what drove me to act that way. Iv never been rough with matty, not once in my life have I ever treated him like that before. Others sure, but never my Matt. Hes all I have.

I walk to the bedroom door, the confidence gone from my step. Taking a deep breath I knock slowly. It's strange not to have the sound of Matt's video games or loud music radiating through the apartment, but I suppose even he can't play with his hands still sore.

"Matty, can i come in?" I ask quietly, waiting for my friend to answer.

A few minets go by and I get tired of waiting. I groan loudly and push the door open anyway. Worst comes to worst he will be laying there batting off, it wouldent be the first time Iv caught him doing that.

I look around slowly. Where is he?

"Matt?" I walk around the bed slowly, I can't have frightened him enough to hide from me can I? "Matt are you in here- Matt!"

My whole body turns to stone for a moment when I catch sight of my friend crumpled over on the floor. His whole body is convulsing and there's vomit on his lips and all over the ground beside him.

I shake off my moment of panic and get down next to the redhead. God he is having a seizure! Locking my fingers in my scruffy hair for a moment I force back the fear and then quickly pull his head onto my lap so it isn't hitting against the floor.

"shh... Your alright matty..." I whisper, looking around the room and quickly taking everything in.

He's obviously fallen out of bed, the covers are nearly pulled off of the bed on this side, so he probably dragged them down with him. The lights are turned off so he was obviously intending to lay down, if not sleep.

I cast my gaze to the night stand. There are a few orange bottles, knocked over with the caps off. Slowly I focus my gaze, trying to get my one good eye to work in the low light.

"shit!" those arnt his sleeping pills! There my god damn pain medicine! Damnit he KNEW that This many drugs would kill him!

"why would you fucking do this Matt!" okay calm down mello, calm down and keep him breathing.

I compose myself once more and start clearing the vomit from his mouth in the moment of gasping between fits. Some of its already absorbed for him to be overdosing like this, but hopefully vomiting it up will save him.

Pushing my fingers down his throught I try to get him to puke the rest of the pills up before he starts fitting again. The boy beneath me gags, shakes and heaves up frothy yellow flem, chunks of what he ate floating in it along with, thankfully, a few whole undigested pills.

Before I can celebrate however he tenses and then then starts convulsing once more. His whole body seems to shake and his hollow, open eyes roll up into the back of his head.

I know he isn't breathing, the whole time he is seizing he isn't breathing, but I can't do anything more until his body stills again.

I run my fingers through Matt's soft, shiny red hair. All I can do is comfort him through this. Try to make him feel warm, loved, safe. If he just gives up he is as good as dead after all.

"shh... Your safe... Your alright... Iv got you..."