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Dave started sobbing now, tears flowing faster. His whole body hurt with the pain of guilt. “I love him, you know. Just as much as I love you. Maybe more. I don’t know. But I do and I’m sorry. I loved him first. You don’t have to stay with me.” Dave whispered, immediately sinking lower under his sheets.
Dave’s words stabbed him in the chest and made it hard to breath, but he understood. What hurt more was he was making this amazing boy cry and feel bad about himself. Rory smiled and shook his head.
“I know. He loves you too I think.” Rory smiled sadly. “I’ll never leave you though Dave, I told you that when we first started dating and I’ll tell you that now.” He laughed humourlessly and pulled out his dog tag from under his shirt. “I love you so much Dave….but….but if you love him more and he’s the one you really want then just tell me to leave. I’ll go, I’ll….I’ll let you two be h-happy together. But I won’t ever leave you, I’ll only go when you end this. I promised remember? I love you.” Rory cried, his voice getting quieter as he realised what would probably happen.
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Dave could hear someone sobbing in the entrance of the door, but he dare not open his eyes. He just didn’t want to deal with anyone. Then, he heard Rory speak and take his hand. Tears began to fall down his cheeks as he realized how much he was hurting Rory, and he couldn’t even begin to imagine how he was hurting Kurt as well. “Ror…” he groaned, finally opening his eyes.
“Oh my God, Dave!” Rory cried, a smiled painting his lips for a spilt second before shattering into pain again. He held onto Dave’s hand even tighter and stroke his other hand over the boys cheek. “I am so…so sorry Dave…I….I should have called or sumthin’ but I assumed and I was wrong and stupid…” Rory closed his eyes for a second to calm himself and try, unsuccessfully, to stop crying. “I just…I didn’t think you could have…done…y’know.” His voice broke and cracked several times so he had to clear his throat. “I love you Dave, and I’m sorry for whatever I did to make you feel like you couldn’t talk to me and this….this was the only w-way out.” Rory sobbed, holding tightly to Dave’s hand now with both hands as he sank into the chair beside the bed.
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Dave sat in his hospital bed, groaning at the conversation he was having with Rory. He was in the hospital because of Rory and Kurt, and no one seemed to care where he was for the last few days. Why should that care now? Both boys asked to see him, but he told them both no, but Rory being his headstrong self was trying to get in anyway.He could hear someone walking to his room, and he figured it was either Rory, Kurt, or the doctors. All of which, were stressing him out, so he slumped down under his covers and pretended to be asleep. Maybe the visitor would leave.
Rory felt fresh tears spring to his eyes. There was Dave, just lying there. Wonderful, beautiful Dave, and he just looked broken. His eyes looked dark and tired and his cheeks pale and icy looking, there was a red mark marring his neck and Rory couldn’t help the sob that escaped his throat. It was true, it was all true. Dave had tried to kill himself.
“This is’all m’fault.” He whispered, walking over to Dave’s bed and taking his hand, “I’m so…I’m so sorry Dave,”
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Rory gasped as he realised Dave wasn’t kidding. A hand flew to his mouth as a choked sob escaped. Dave tried to kill himself. Dave tried to kill himself. His body was now racking with sobs as the truth hit him. It was because of himself and Kurt wasn’t it? He was to blame. Rory grabbed his coat and ran outside, tears still streaming down his face as he hailed a taxi.
“Lima h-hospital, please.” He gasped out, The driver nodded solemnly and drove towards the hospital. “Please be ok.” He whispered to himself. “Please.”
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Running into the hospital, upon realising Dave wouldn’t tell him his ward number, he looked for the reception desk and quickly rushed over to it.
“Dave…Dave Karofsky. Do you know what ward is his?” Rory cried out. Tear seeming not to have stopped since he found out. The receptionist looked at him with pity.
“He’d upstairs honey, Ward 4, Room 23.” She smiled. “He might not want to see you though…”
“I know he doesn’t. He stubborn like that.” Rory half smiled before thanking the girl and heading to the lift, before he got there he saw at the hospital gift shop a little green bear and quickly bought it. He then went back to the elevator and shakily hit the button for the next floor. He then walked slowly to Dave’s room. Each foot step feeling like lead. His shaking hand rested on the handle for a short moment before he walked in.
No
I will ask a receptionist if I have to Dave
You won’t take no for an answer, will you?
No, I won’t. I love you Dave, please don’t push me away
Dave, I’m coming over there. I need to see you’re alright
NO.
I’m nearly there, Dave you can’t stop me. Why wouldn’t you want me there? I feel awful, I need to try and make this right. I need to see for myself you’re still here.
No…
Dave, please. I love you, I can’t stand to think that…that you couldn’t have…died. I’m here, please just tell me your ward number.
No
I will ask a receptionist if I have to Dave
Dave, I’m coming over there. I need to see you’re alright
NO.
I’m nearly there, Dave you can’t stop me. Why wouldn’t you want me there? I feel awful, I need to try and make this right. I need to see for myself you’re still here.
No…
Dave, please. I love you, I can’t stand to think that…that you couldn’t have…died. I’m here, please just tell me your ward number.
Dave, I’m coming over there. I need to see you’re alright
NO.
I’m nearly there, Dave you can’t stop me. Why wouldn’t you want me there? I feel awful, I need to try and make this right. I need to see for myself you’re still here.
No, I’m in the hospital.
Dave…..w-why? What happened? I don’t care what you said about not coming to the hospital, I am leaving the house right now. I’m so sorry, Dave. I should have called, I just assumed…God I’m sorry.
Don’t come here.
Dave, I’m coming over there. I need to see you’re alright