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𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙢 𝙃𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙢 𝘽𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙩 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙜𝙤, 𝙄𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙨
2 Months Later
Harlem holds Javiers hand his own trembling in fear, shoulders shaking and face dripping with tears
"P-please baby i-im sorry im sorry im sorry" he repeats over and over and over as paramedics try and move him so they can take Javier on a stretcher
"Sir please, we will try our best to help him but we need you to move" A lady spoke as she preformed cheat pumps on Javier
"WERE LOOSING HIM" she screams as they finally lift javier up on the stretcher
Harlem follows them holding onto Javiers wound still trying to stop crying begging javier not to leave him
This was all his fault
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒
Harlem sat in the emergency room face full of dry tears, leg bouncing up and down hands crossed elbows leaned over his shoulders as he held his hand down
He decided to believe people could change, and that got the love of his life fighting to stay alive right now
He felt like a dumbass, how could he let something like this happen, Javi is his whole heart soul and body yet he decided to go against him
Like a dumbass
Harlem stared at the ring on his finger, the promise ring Javier got him just last week, the promise ring he swore he would follow by the promise ring his boyfriend gave him to let harlem know he was there for him
"Harlem" Ken speaks softly putting his hand on Harlem's shoulder and harlem flinches not looking up once as he spoke
"He told me not to go, he tol- he he begged me to not go ken he warned me he felt sum bad would happen javi fucking warned me bro" Harlem voice cracks worsen with each word as he begin to cry again
Tears streamed down his face fast, nonstop coming down with aggression his body begin to tremble and his shoulders begin to shake
"I should've listened" He sobs out pinching his arm harshly trying to punish himself for the awful mistakes he made but nothing would do he still felt the same
Ken leans down to hug harlem holding his arms over his shaking body as lem cries get more intense
Arthur watches with teary eyes, the past months he and javier found themselves becoming decent friends
They would watch stupid movies or play board games that ken and harlem never found interesting get Arthur was happy someone else found happiness is the stupid things he did
"Who did it" Harlem demeanor changes still sitting in the same position his leg bounces faster
"It was.. saint" Arthur mumbles slowly looking at the ground a frown on his teary face "he" arthur stops talking feeling confused
"He fuckin what saleem nows not the time to be slow folks" Harlem voice gets louder with each word
"He told me invite javier.. he he told me he wanted to meet your new boyfriend and that he would apologize" Arthur tears finally fall as he begin to piece things together
"He-" Arthur gets cut off by the nurse
" I'm sorry" Harlem blocks everything else out until ken notices grabbing the mans arm
"Excuse me which one of you are Harlem" the nurse repeats and harlem blinks nodding his head
"Das me" he mumbles hoarsely and the doctor smiles
"Ive been in formed your his husband, visiting hours are over but if you may you can stay the night and once again im so sorry for the wait down here we were doing our best to save him" The doctor gives all a smile before turning around going back to the back while Harlem slowly walks in the room
"Come on bubba we gone go get some clothes for Harlem in the morning" Ken grabs ahold of saleems hand
"I-is this my fault" arthur frowns and ken shakes his head immediately
"No baby you didnt pull that trigger saint did, now come on" he drags the man out
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒
Harlem sucks in a breath as he sees the sleeping Javier in a hospital bed, he hoped he'd never see this day until they were old and over grown
Going to the seat beside Javiers bed he complicates on touching his boyfriend but isnt able to hold his happiness at the sight and feel of his lover
His baby
His baby that got hurt over his own mistakes, lem doesn't know how long hed take to forgive himself
Not even killing saint would owe Javier satisfaction and grief
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