Requested by JuniOn_pluto
Basically, if you died.
TW: obviously death, Gore description, weapons, su!cide, and a fuck ton of angst ✌️🥺
This will probably be one the most triggering chapters I'll make, so read at your own advisory!
Finney:
Finney was hanging out with Robin and Bruce when suddenly Gwen came running towards them, crying.
"Gwen, whats wrong?" Finney asked.
"I-It's y-Y/n! Y/n I-is...Y/n is d-dead!" Gwen sobbed as she clung onto her brother. Finney was heartbroken.
"Take me to them!" Bruce exclaimed.
"F-Follow th-the ambul-ance n-noise..." Gwen said. Everyone went to the scene to find you, brutally beaten by a person or people who had fled the scene already, but left a few traces behind.
Finney and Bruce immediately ran over to you, already crying while Robin stayed with Gwen.
"Y/n!" They both called out at the same time as the knelt beside your dead body. They were both shaking and crying, looking at your beaten body and your head that was definitely harshly banged against the wall behind you.
"No...No, this...This- this isn't happening. This is all just a...Just a horrible...Just a horrible nightmare. Right- right Bruce? This- this isn't real!" Finney begged.
Bruce didn't answer. Bruce was busy crying to care.
About ten seconds later, the boys were taken away from your body before someone checked for a pulse.
"I've got a weak pulse!" The paramedic shouted. Two guys ran over to you with a stretcher before putting you on it and rushing you to a hospital.
"S-so...Y/n is-isn't dead?" Gwen asked Finney once he got close.
"We'll have to see. Lets follow the ambulance!" Bruce exclaimed before immediately chasing the ambulance, everybody else following, Gwen not being fast enough so Bruce carried her on his back.
They got to the hospital you'd be at and phoned their parents.
"Uh, dad..."
"Hey tío."
"Mom? Yeah I'm at..."
"Yeah, is this Vance? Yeah. Y/n is at..."
Soon enough, everybody's parents and your brother Vance were there.
"Wheres Y/n?!"
"Bruce! Are you alright?"
"Finney, Gwenny!"
"Robin, you okay?"
They all said at the same time as they came into the hospital, Vance immediately running to the group.
"Where are th-"
"Are you all here for y/n?" A nurse asked.
"Yes." Everyone said in unison.
"Well, I have some good and bad news." The nurse said. "The good news is that they'll make it, But the bad news is that due to the head trauma, y/n will struggle to remember some things. Although we aren't sure of how strong the amnesia will be quite yet. Also, y/n may struggle to speak due to the head injuries." The nurse continued before returning to the room she came out from.
Vance, Bruce, Finney, and Gwen were all struggling to cope with the sudden information and sat down. Rather it be on the floor or on a chair. Out of them all, Vance and Bruce were the ones showing the most emotion currently. Finney was kinda...Stuck in his own world. Probably overthinking things.
'What if y/n doesn't remember me?'
'What of y/n doesn't remember all the time we spent together?'
'What if y/n doesn't believe I'm their boyfriend?'
'What if y/n hates me?'
Finney's thoughts were cut off when a nurse shouted.
"We need extra hands at room 230 immediately! Its an emergency!"
Soon enough, At least six other doctors ran into your room.
"Oh my god! Who did this?!" Vance exclaimed angrily and sadly. Bruce had to help him calm down.
After a few hours, a nurse came out to the group with a guilty look on her face.
"Uhm...You guys might want to sit down for this." She started. Everyone sat down and were all in tears, knowing what she was about to say. "We're so sorry. We tried everything we could. Y/n suddenly experienced a seizure because of the brain injuries and we couldn't save them in time. I'm so sorry." The nurse said before returning to the rook to prepare your body for the morgue.
Everybody was crying now. They all would struggle to cope with this for months.
Bruce:
(Very triggering!)
Bruce and you were walking and talking before you said you had to go home.
"Sorry, Bruce. Gotta go. See you tomorrow!" You said before turning around to cross the street, not noticing the speeding car coming straight your way.
"Y/n!" Was all you heard before you saw black.
Bruce ran to your bloody body as the car simply drove away, ignoring what just happened. He immediately ran to the nearest house and banged on the door.
"Ye-"
"Call 911! Y/n just got hit by a car!" Bruce said frantically. The person ran inside and called 911, and paramedics and police showed up and checked for a pulse.
"Killed on site? This soon? How fast was that car going?" A paramedic asked.
Bruce was now screaming and sobbing on the floor with his hands covering his face as paramedics put your body into a body bag and took you away.
Bruce never recovered from that day. He couldn't live without his best friend...
So he killed himself.
Robin:
(Very triggering!)
You'd recently been dealing with a lot of stuff and you didn't think you could deal with it any longer, so you were now here on a bridge, ready to jump off, when you suddenly heard Robin's voice in your head.
"Don't do it! Please!" He shouted. You suddenly felt a bunch of fear rise and you took a step back, but somebody pushed you.
"I bet you regret everything you've done to me, Sheryl!" The person who pushed you shouted.
"MY NAME ISN'T SHERYL!" You shouted, right before your body hit the rocks and fell into the river, dying from hitting the upper part of your spine.
Its been three days since then and Robin is worrying about you because you were reported as missing in the news. Robin was on the news channel, trying to see if anything was figured out about you, when something came on.
"And recently a child's body was found in a river, dead. This child was y/n l/n, the missing child from just a few days ago." The anchorman said. Robin was in shock. His one and only y/n was dead, and he couldn't help it. Robin broke down in his living room and ever since then, has had poor eating and sleeping habits. As well as more aggression.
"I don't think he'll get over it." You told nobody. I mean, you were a ghost, nobody could hear you anyways, but you just didn't want him to get out of control.
Vance:
You were walking home one night when suddenly, a few guys jumped you and impaled you with a knife before stealing all your stuff. Before anyone could find you, you bled to death, your dead body lying in a pool of your own blood.
Vance was at home, making eggs, when he suddenly got a phone call. He turned the stove off and answered it.
"This is Vance fucking Hopper." He said.
"Hello. We needed to call you because we've recently found a dead body of a person that was close to you." The man on the other side of the phone said.
"What? Who was it?" He asked, mentally praying that it wasn't you.
"Y/n L/n." He said. Vance stood there, shocked. He hung the phone up and ran into his room, throwing himself onto his bed before crying. You were the only person that didn't treat him like shit so you meant a lot to him. Vance swore to find the guys that killed you and kill them in the slowest, most painful way possible.
Billy:
Billy was unaware of what was happening to you at the moment. Right now you were fighting a grown ass drunk man, who had a knife.
"Just put the knife down, sir!" You exclaimed right before his wrist slipped from your grip and he sliced your throat and you stood there in shock before the man tackled you to the floor and started punching your head.
"Help..." was the last thing you gasped before passing out.
The drunk guy continued to punch at your face and head despite you already being unconscious.
A lady was walking by, when she saw the scene and immediately called for help. Some paramedics and police came and arrested the man and the paramedics checked you, and you had a weak pulse.
Once you were placed in the ambulance and on the way to the hospital, you flatlined. The paramedics performed cpr, but you had died before you even got to the hospital.
Billy went to school the next day and everyone was talking about you.
"Attention everyone. There will be a school assembly in the gym at three today." The intercom said.
Billy shrugged it off, but in reality, his mind was going crazy.
At three.
"Attention students and teachers, please make your way to the gymnasium for the assembly." The intercom said. Everyone got up and went to the gym and took a seat.
"So, as most of you know, Y/n L/n has unfortunately passed away due to a drunk man..." The principal started to talk about the bad affects alcohol has on the human body, but Billy was sobbing into his knees before he stood up and ran out of the gym to the bathroom.
Billy never accepted the fact that you died.
Zach: damn