tw: swearing
context: dreams in hospital
TOMMYS PERSPECTIVE:
I enter Dream's hospital room, and see him, George and Sapnap looking at him, not talking. The two look like they've been absolutely bawling their eyes out.
Dream seems to be asleep, and I walk over.
Sapnap glances at me, then George, then Dream, then me again.
"Dream, buddy, wake up. Tommy's here," Sapnap says, patting Dream's shoulder.
Dream starts waking up, and Sapnap let's me take his seat, which is relatively close to Dream.
"Hey, Tommy," Dream manages, laying sideways. His voice is raspy, and sounds painful.
"Are you sure you can lay sidew-"
"Don't worry about it."
"So, what happened?"
"I had a pulmonary embolism. It's a condition where pulmonary arteries get blocked."
"I probably sound like an idiot, but where are your pulmonary arteries?"
Dream struggles to sit up. He says, "so, your pulmonary arteries are right above your heart. These specific arteries move blood that has low oxygen from the right ventricle to the lungs."
"So what happens when they're blocked, like what happened to you?"
Dream looks at Sapnap and George, then back at me.
"If your pulmonary arteries get blocked, they can't pump the needed blood into your lungs."
"So... what happens from there?"
"Tommy, it blocks a requirement from your lungs. You stop breathing."
"But you're alive!"
"Tommy. I died a day ago. Wake up."
I can feel someone shaking me awake.
"Tommy, Tommy!" Sapnap yells.
I panic, looking around and seeing Sapnap.
"What?! Where the fuck is Dream?"
Once I look directly into Sapnap's eyes, I can see my answer.
"No.. no, no, no... NO!" I scream.
Sapnap hugs me, sitting down on my bed. I can feel his shirt dampen with my tears and sobs. I'm still screaming as I lean into him.
I was never particularly close with Sapnap, but I can only imagine how hard this is for him. They grew up together, as bestfriends, for over ten years. They developed a fanbase, together, with millions of adoring fans. They probably have thousands of memories together. Laughing together... crying tears of sadness, laughter and happiness... screaming and yelling when they beat each other in games... moving in with each other after 10 years of an online friendship... then playfully wrestling each other at home. But now...
Dream's gone.
"He... he promised me that he'd be here for my birthday," I whisper.
Sapnap pulls out of the hug, tears on his cheeks.
"You know he didn't want to dissapoint you."