i'm in need of some 2D angst pleeease
(I hope this was okay!)
~ It had been almost a year since the accident. Your house can caught on fire in the middle of the night while you were asleep. You were woken up by the smell of smoke and you remember the panic slowly swimming through your bloodstream. You started coughing and looked around for a way out. You ran to your bedroom door and tried to grab your doorknob but it was blistering hot. “Damn it!” You held your hand and looked around. Your worst nightmare was coming true. You started to cry as you desperately tried to find another way out. You looked around and saw your window. It was the only way out.
~ You grabbing your cell phone and dialed 911 as you crawled onto the roof. “Please send the fire department! My house is on fire! I live at 3303 Saluda Road! Please, please hurry! I’m stuck on the roof because there was no other way out!” You were sobbing into the phone. “Okay, calm down. We’ve got some firetrucks on the way.” Said the operator. “Thank you!” You held onto the edge of the roof for your life. When the fire trucks showed up, they immediately got to work on getting the ladder so they could get you off the roof. Just as they started to climb, the roof collapsed. You fell into the fire and you knew that the end had come.
~ They were able to put out the fire and recover your body. They took you back to the coroner’s to determine cause of death, even though it was bluntly obvious. After, the report had been written and your body had been prepped for the burial, 2D was finally able to see you. He had cried for days. His life was crumbling around him and most nights were full of drinking. He tried to kill himself several times but luckily the band was able to stop him before he did anything too bad. 2D didn’t want to go on living anymore.
~ He sat on his bed with his head in his hands. He had just visited your grave again. He visits every single day, he always lays new flowers down when the old ones die. Sometimes he brings his keyboard out there to sing new songs to you or to play some of your favorite songs. He lets you know how much he misses you and how he’s struggling to move on. He started seeing you in crowds, hearing your voice at night, and feeling you hold him in his sleep. 2D often tried to sleep next to your grave but he was often shooed away by the owners of the graveyard.
~ He spent all his time in his room. He’s either drinking, high, or writing about you. 2D looks at old pictures of you two together and sobs until he falls asleep on his floor. He’s started “talking” to you. 2D imagines you there, sitting with him, and he’ll tell you his new ideas for a song about you and sometimes he thinks he hears you talk back. He laughs at the jokes he hears you say. He kisses you goodnight and he makes you breakfast in the morning.
~ The band members started to worry about him. His health was going down the drain and fast. He stopped eating, he would only drink alcohol. He took so many more painkillers than usual. But when he started talking to himself, they knew they had to take some action. Noodle walked into his room and told him that they needed him to come to the store with them. He refused so Noodle dragged him out. “You need to get out of the house, 2D. We all miss her but this isn’t how she’d want you to live on.” 2D collapsed and Noodle picked him up and threw his arm around her shoulders to carry him to the car. The rest of the band was waiting in the Geep.
~ Noodle buckled in 2D and kissed his cheek. “This is for your own good…” Then Murdoc drove off. They had a silent car ride, Noodle shed some tears on the way. Murdoc was gripping the wheel tighter than he ever had before. Russel was just staring at the floor. Once they had reached their destination, Noodle spoke, “He’ll be okay. He’ll get help here.” She said with tears rolling down her face. Murdoc just nodded before unbuckling 2D and placing him in a wheelchair one of the nurses rolled out. As they all said their goodbyes, they got in the car again and drove off. They passed a sign that read, “Essex Mental Hospital”.