Gamzee held the phone to his ear in such a tight grip he was sure it would shatter. "Tavros! Fuck Tav, this isn't funny!" he yelled but there was no answer. He growled and threw the phone aside rushing from his bedroom. He ignored the strange look from his brother as he ran past him and out the door. He didn't stop until he reached the door to Tavros' home nearly running headlong into it when he discovered it was locked.. He looked around desperately for any sign of where the key was hidden but he found nothing. In a split second decision Gamzee raised his foot and slammed it against the door, causing it to swing open, its lock broken. It didn't matter, he'd pay for a new lock later. He raced through the house and finally found Tavros in the bathroom. "Tavros?" he asked as he approached the younger man. Tavros was still, and Gamzee's heart sank. He lifted the young man from the wheelchair and laid him down before leaning over him, head turned to the side as he felt for breath from the other. As a small bit of air hit the other he let out a slow sigh of relief but it was short lived. He glanced around, noticing the others phone. He picked it up and with shaking hands and dialed 911. As soon as he knew the call connected Gamzee shouted before the poor dispatcher had a chance to speak. "Motherfucker my friend tried to kill himself! He's barley breathing!" he cried.
"Calm down please sir. Where is he?" she asked in a calm voice. Gamzee let out a frustrated scream. "Calm down!? I can't! My friend is dying"
"Sir, I can't help him if I don't know where he is."
Gamzee rambled off Tavros' address and groaned in frustration as the woman asked him to stay calm and stay on the phone. It was only a few moments of that repeated mantra before he threw the phone aside, fed up with her calm tone. He leaned over his friend but froze when no breath reached his cheek. "Tavros!?" he cried before leaning over, hands on Tavros' petite chest. He pushed down, thanking god Kurloz had dragged him to CPR class with him. After two rescue breaths he started again. He heard the sirens coming closer but he didn't stop, even when the parametics burst into the room. They were forced to rip him away from Tavros, holding back as he screamed, tears streaming down his cheeks and smearing his clown-like makeup."Let me go with him!" he begged. A young female paramedic nodded. "Come on then. Get in." she said, wrapping her arm around his shoulder gently as she led him into the ambulance.
Gamzee felt his heart break as he took in the sight of Tavros hooked up to a breathing machine, bandages on his wrists. The paramedics, including the young woman, rushed around in the tight space and Gamzee pulled his knees to his chest, curling up and out of the way of them. When the pulled into the hospital Gamzee stood aside as they rushed Tavros away. He was frozen, didn't know what to do now. Finally he took a shaky breath and pulled out Tavros' phone from which he had somehow stored in his pocket in the madness. He pulled up the contacts and chose Rufio, knowing Tavros always said his father would never answer his phone. When the elder picked up Gamzee swallowed audibly. "R..Rufio..?" he said slowly and the young man frowned. "Gamzee? Why do you have Tav's phone?" he asked. Gamzee sighed. "Tavros is in the hospital..He tried to kill himself.." he said. Gamzee waited a few moments but heard nothing from the other end of the line. "Rufio?" he asked.
"Gamzee, good lord this is not funny! I knew you were an ass but this is just-"
"I'm serious!" Gamzee yelled, cutting Rufio off. "Tavros tried to kill himself, he's in the emergency room now." he said
Author's note: Wow...This actually got some follows and a review! :D That makes me so happy! I really hope you guys enjoy the story! Anyway. That was chapter two. I'm not gonna beg for reviews or anything but it would be nice to see what people think of this.