If Only I Could | Quackity

Part 4

"Ok Alex, just try to have a few bites of the sandwich," Will said.

Alex looked at the sandwich hesitantly.

If I start, what if I can't stop?

"I can't I'm sorry Will," he said putting the sandwich down.

"That's ok, could you at least try... oh! How about a strawberry?"

"I don't know Will..." Alex said as Wilbur got a strawberry from the fridge.

"Please just try a little. It's ok if you can't."

Alex looked at the strawberry. It's so small why can't I do it? I can control myself for one strawberry.

He brought the strawberry up to his mouth and took a bite. Wilbur smiled. Alex finished the strawberry and Wilbur was proud of him.

"I'm just gonna grab some water," Alex said, feeling lightheaded.

I'll be fine. The kitchen is just the next room over and I already passed out once so I can't pass out again.

He stood up and tripped. Wilbur caught him.

"Are you alright?" He asked concerned.

"Haha yeah I'm fine..." His head was spinning. His vision was going dark, his hearing fading.

He stood up and immediately fell to the floor. He lied there unconscious for 3 minutes before Wilbur called 911. Wilbur started having a panic attack. He was so worried about Alex, he had forgotten how to breathe. Once the ambulance got there, they took Alex and said Will would have to come in his car since there isn't any room. Still not breathing properly, Wilbur called Tommy. He explained the situation and Tommy helped him through the attack.

Tommy begged that Wilbur take him too since he was worried about Alex. Wilbur drove to where Tommy was staying and picked him up. Tubbo happened to be there too so they all went to the hospital together.

"Hi, um, we're here to see Alex. He's supposed to be in room 24," Wilbur said, tears still streaming down his face, breathing heavily.

"I just need your ID, Alex seems to have 2 emergency contacts here."

Wilbur showed the receptionist his ID and she led them to the room. Once they got there, they saw Alex. Lying there, unconscious.

"He looks.. lifeless.." Tommy said.

Quiet sniffling came from behind.

"Toby? You alright?" Wilbur asked as Tommy put an arm around Tubbo.

"Yea, it's just, um," he said, voice breaking. "I've never seen him like this before. He's always so happy.."

The doctor came in.

"Hello, one of you must be Wilbur, correct?"

"That's me sir, is he going to be ok?" Wilbur asked, Toby still crying.

"He should be fine and regain consciousness soon. Mind if I ask you all a few questions about him?"

"Of course, go ahead," Wilbur replied.

"How has his eating habits been recently?"

Tubbo looked at Tommy.

"From what I know, he had an eating disorder. I was trying to help him with it, but I didn't do much because I didn't want to pressure him." Tommy looked at Wilbur.

"And I was there when he passed out. I asked him to try to eat a strawberry and he ate a bite then fell to the floor." Wilbur told the doctor.

"Alright, thank you. And you young man? Do you know anything else?" He asked Tubbo.

"All I know was that he would throw up his food after he ate it. But I haven't gone over to his house since like they did."

"Alright, well he should be fine soon. Once he regains consciousness we're just gonna run some tests then he can go home. But we don't want him going by himself at least for the first few nights. So.."

"Absolutely, we'll take care of him," Tubbo interrupted.

"Alright, thank you boys. I'll be back in a few." The doctor said, leaving the patient room.