Part 8

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Alex hadn't eaten in days. He could barely even stand properly without holding onto something. Wilbur was coming over today so Alex had to act normal.

*ding dong* the doorbell rang.

Alex stumbled over to the door, holding onto the walls each step he took. He opened the door.

"Heyyy Alex- you're pale again.."

"Really? That's odd, I feel fine so," he stopped mid sentence. His head started hurting really bad to the point where he couldn't think straight.

"...Alex? You alright mate?"

Alex stood there, dizzy and pale, unable to speak.

"Alex. You're scaring me, do I need to call someone?"

Alex was able to talk again, although he was having an extremely difficult time just standing up.

"No, I'm fine, sorry. Zoned out."

"Alright.. can I come in?"

"Yeah of course," Alex said as he closed the door.

"Mate why are you holding onto the wall? Are you sure you're alright?" Wilbur asked, knowing something was wrong.

"Yeah, I'm.." his voice faded as his head started hurting again. The room started spinning and he lost balance. He fell to the floor and lost consciousness.

"ALEXIS! NOT AGAIN! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK."

He called an ambulance again and they took Alex to the hospital while Wilbur called Tommy and Toby.

They arrived at the hospital.

"I can't believe this happened again, I just wish he was able to get better. It pains me to see him like this.." Tommy said.

Sobbing came from behind Will. They both turned around to see Toby crying again.

"Oh Tubz, it's alright," Will said, bringing him in for a hug.

"I'm sorry," Tubbo said.

"Why are you sorry?" Tommy asked.

"I'm sorry I keep crying at the littlest things. It's just that my anxiety is really bad right now and-"

"Toby, don't apologize. It's alright. Plus, it's ok to be worried about your friend," Tommy said, Will still hugging Toby.

Tommy joined the hug as the doctor came in.

"Hey, good and bad to see you all again," the doctor chuckled.

They smiled.

"So how's it looking? He's gonna be ok, right?" Tubbo asked.

"Well..." the doctor started. Toby looked at Tommy in fear and Tommy hugged him.

"It's not looking good. It seems he's been starving himself for a while now. It doesn't look like he'll be waking up anytime soon."

They all looked worried.

"But's he's gonna wake up eventually, right?" Tommy asked.

"We're not a hundred percent sure, I'm sorry. But we are doing everything we can."

Toby started sobbing in Tommy's arms. Wilbur started crying too. Tommy stood there in shock.

"So, he could.. die?" Tommy asked, feeling numb.

"There is a chance, I'm very sorry. We'll do the best we can."

Tommy was still in shock and couldn't respond.

"Thank you," Will said, tears falling down his face.

"I'll leave you all alone for a bit."

The doctor left the room.

"Tom? Are you ok?" Will asked, wiping his tears.

"He could.. die."

Toby was sobbing uncontrollably.

"There's a chance he won't though, so hopefully-" Will started.

"But he could!" Tommy snapped. "Will we could lose him! Forever!" Tommy started crying out of anger and fear.

"Shh it's ok," Wilbur hugged Tommy along with Toby.

"It's all gonna be ok..." Will said, crying.

~ hope y'all enjoyed it so far! sorry it's deep ahaha ~

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