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!! T+CW !!
-- Mentions of death and CPR --
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Young y/n arrives home from a sleepover at a friend's place, right before Christmas eve.
"Dad! I'm home!" she voiced over the tv noise.
There was no response.
She sighed, walking over to the sofa she noticed that her father was asleep. Taking the opportunity of the man not noticing, she planned to decorate the dining table with the takeout arriving any minute. While waiting for the ordered food, she unpacked her bag and set out a few candles as well as plates and cutlery on the dinner table.
The doorbell sounded through the noise of metal clanking, y/n headed over to the front door to collect her food. This is the point where she thought her dad would wake up with the smell of fresh takeout but obviously not this time.
The table looked gorgeous, y/n stood back and observed her work as she smiled to herself, she knew he would love it.
The girl tiptoed over to the sofa which her father lay on, turned off the tv and started whispering to slowly wake him up.
After 30 seconds of no response from the sleeping man she tried to tap him on the shoulder, which usually scared him a bit but still got him up. A deep pool of dread started to fill y/n's stomach as she kept trying to wake her dad for the next few minutes.
She got so fed up and impatient that she started to shake his shoulders, no one could be asleep after that.
"Please! Dad! It's Christmas you can't do this!" she started to scream, noticing the foaming liquid coming out of her father's mouth.
"No, no, no, no th- This isn't real... I'm dreaming- It's Christmas this ca- I-" Y/n couldn't believe it, was her Dad dying? Or did this happen while she was away? How long has he been like this?
Her first instinct was to call someone, she thought about calling Alex, although she would, common sense kicked in to call the emergency number. Y/n rushed over to the dinner table and snatched her phone. Her shaky hands limited her ability to dial the right numbers.
Eventually, after many tries of the keypad, the ringing sounded through the noise of y/n's heavy breath and sniffling.
"999 what's your emergency?" a young male voice came through the other end.
"Please help, my- my Dad is unconscious on the couch o- or dead I- I don't know, just please-"
"Miss, I need you to talk a bit slower, I can't understand you"
"Okay, I came home and found my Dad laying on the couch, I thought he was asleep but when I shook his shoulders foamy stuff came from his mouth. Can you please just send help, I don't know what's going on"
"Alright, I understand, we will send an ambulance right away, where is your location?"
Y/n then proceeded to give the man on the phone her exact address, after she was done, the man offered for her to stay on the phone until the emergency services arrived,
"No I think it's fine for now, I am planning on calling a close family friend after this, but thank you so much for the offer"
"No worries, the emergency services will be arriving soon, stay patient,"
"Okay, thank you so much! Goodbye."
"We'll see you soon, goodbye."
Soon enough, y/n gained the courage to dial Alex's number. And it rang...
"Y/n! Hi!"
She couldn't say anything, although she was alright with the emergency services, she just feared telling Alex because of how close his family was to hers, both him and his mother were the ones to help y/n and her father out when her mother left and were a huge help.
"Y/n, what's wrong?"
He could hear her sniffles. She didn't want to tell Alex but she wanted him to know, so badly. She took a deep breath and dropped the bombshell.
"Alex... I just got home and found Dad laying on the couch, I tried to wake him up because I got dinner ready but he hasn't woken up,"
"Uhhhh~ Have you tried shaking him?"
The boy's voice broke, in response to what he just heard.
"Yes, and I– He started foaming at the mouth"
"Hold on this can't be happening, it's christmas eve, I- I'm calling emergency services for you right n-"
"Alex, stop. I have already done that, they are on their way now."
"Okay good, just please stay on the phone, I'm coming over right now because you're not dealing with this on your own."
Alex kept y/n on speakerphone and immediately told his Mum, extremely shocked would be an understatement.
She could tell by the noises she was hearing that the woman was rushing to get to the car, yelling at Alex's visiting brother in Spanish to take out the roast at a certain time and to set the table while they were gone.
The two charged out the driveway directly towards y/n's house, which thankfully wasn't too far away.
Emergency services arrived at y/n's house, she opened the door to let the paramedics in. They asked her to elaborate on her story and asked what state her Dad was in when she left last, and approximately when that was.
Moments later, she finished answering the paramedics questions and slouched next to her unconscious father on the ground outside on her driveway, still foaming at the mouth, turning slightly pink. He was receiving cpr, not moving for the past minute while receiving it.
Y/n looks up and takes a deep breath, wiping her nose with her sleeve, noticing Alex's Mum's car hoon into the driveway in front of her. Both front doors open and slam as the boy and his Mum rush over to y/n and her Dad.
His mother is kneeling next to y/n rubbing her back while Alex is opposite them about to burst into tears looking straight at his face.
The paramedic performing the procedure on the man slowly stops,
"I'm so sorry..."
Y/n's face washed the palest shade of white, the pool of dread suddenly flooded her whole body.
"Y/n I-" Alex stuttered,
"Sweetie... I'm so sorry." His mother reassured the girl.
All y/n could do was sit there, hand on her Dad's chest, tears staining her face.
"It's all my fault! No! Why now does this happen?!" she started cursing, blaming no one but herself for what happened, she blamed herself for not being more observant, she blamed herself for not giving every second of her time to this man.
She felt horrible.
Y/n leant over and grabbed the unconscious hand, and squeezed it with the intention of never letting go, but she knew sometime she had to.
"I will give you guys a few moments," the paramedics voiced from the silence, standing up and walking away.
Y/n dropped from her knees to fully on the floor, dipping her head so it rested on her father's lower stomach.
"Y/n... I am so sorry you had to deal with this tonight. Alexis, how are you feeling honey?" his mother asked.
Y/n lifted her head up, waiting for a response from her friend.
Nothing.
Both the girls could see the despair in his eyes, and the shaking of his bottom lip when he tried to say something, still...
Nothing.
"It's okay, I'll just go speak to the paramedics and sort some stuff out," the woman said, rubbing y/n's back then slowly leaving.
The two knelt there for another minute or two, trying to process this, y/n wondered if she could ever forget about this, Christmas constantly being a scarring memory for her, won't be an easy thing to deal with every year.
"I'm going to miss him," Alex whispered, finally letting something out, only to choke himself up trying not to let everything out all at once.
Evening turned night, the sky turned dim, and the air felt cold. Y/n and Alex helped each other up, still observing the corpse laying on the ground.
Y/n wrapped her arms around the Alex and rested her head on his shoulder, muffling her sniffles
"It's not your fault..." He mumbled.
Y/n let out a small cry, thinking of protesting him but she just didn't have the energy.
Alex's mother stood with the few paramedics outside the van getting her contact details as they manoeuvred her fathers corpse into the vehicle.
"Thank you all, I am so sorry you had to deal with this now," the woman spoke.
Y/n quickly runs inside and grabs the plates of the food she ordered and prepared before travelling back with her friend and his mum, for a more pleasant Christmas supper.
The three of them arrive home to a pleasant surprise, Alex's brother actually did what his mum said.
The table was nicely set out with the roast chicken, more on the warm side than fresh out the oven.
"Welcome home! Oh y/n! I haven't seen you in so long, bring it in!!" his brother cheerly spoke.
Although y/n was feeling absolutely gutted about her father, she missed the slight Spanish accented voice of Alex's brother, he was always looking out for her, as much as Alex did, and she was glad he was there.
"Adrian! I don't think she-" his mum got cut off by y/n's sniffle and voice.
"No... It's okay. I missed you big bro!" Y/n giggled.
Both Alex and his Mum chuckled.
"Oh my god, I am so hungry would you two hurry up? You have so much more time to say hello" Alex cringed.
The four of them soon sat down for a nice dinner, eating up the tanned chicken roast, creamy caesar salad and ripping apart the classic Christmas bonbons.
The table soon cleared. The boys' mother held her hand out to y/n, as she took it, the woman asked a question,
"Y/n, we are so sorry for what happened tonight. I, personally, and I think Alex aswell, don't want you to be alone. I know this is a big deal so I will just say it. Because there is no one to care for you at home so you can stay with us, but it is your choice after all. Tomorrow morning we can drop by and you can get your stuff,"
"Wait really?" Adrian asked.
"Y/n please!!!" Alex cried.
"Boys. It's her decision" their mother lashed.
The two boys looked at the girl with the cringiest take at puppy eyes, she stared back, chuckling a bit.
"I... Would love to! I can't say no to an offer like that!!" she laughed, seeing the joy in her best friend's eyes.
She leaned forward and wrapped her arms tight around the woman opposite her.
Adrian soon interrupted the joy of the moment,
"Wait... What happened?"
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A/N:
HI :D
Obviously this is a flashback chapter so no Ranboo or Niki or Tom, but I hope you enjoyed!
Assignments are over so more chapters soon!
Again I really apologise for the inconsistency I have a few more chapters in the making atm.
Stay safe everyone! <3
- REM :))
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