Well This Sure Ain't Funny

This man... stabbed... me? This man stabbed me. This man stabbed me, this man stabbed me, this man stabbed me. This man stabbed me! THIS MAN STABBED ME!

I WILL TEAR THAT MOTHERFUCKER APART WITH MY BARE HANDS!

"Bitch..." I whispered to myself half conscious in the dark alley.

What was I thinking?

Who thinks it's a good idea to turn into a dark alley at the dead of the night?

I even knew it was a fucking dead end.
My great thinking is probably costing me my life, how great.
I heard someone talking in distance and it was my chance to save me,

"Hey dude... mind helping me a little..." I smiled to myself, even while dying I was so damn funny.

"OH MY GOD! I NEED TO CALL 911!" I heard a high pitched scream now even more distant.

"Yeah... you'll do that and I'll..." I couldn't get the words out, which meant I was probably pretty close to... death. We'll it sure as hell was fun living... then this person decided it was a good idea to shake a half dead person,
"Don't leave me, stay conscious! Please." I smiled again to how this person was so worried about me, he most probably doesn't even know me.

"It's funny... you care about me... we don't even... know each other..." leaving out a small laugh, I let out an unpleasant noise... hey I was dying.
"Yeah... keep talking... keep talking." he squeezed me a little probably trying to keep me awake.

I didn't know what to say, so we had this small, a little awkward, silence, until he spoke up again.

"Hey please don't die... what's your name? I'm Gerard." he pleaded for me to stay awake, I can actually understand, sitting with a corpse waiting for an ambulance didn't sound too inviting, I actually wanted to stay awake for him.

"Frank." I answered drifting more and more off into nothingness. I could hear ambulance sirens from afar.
"Uhm... okay yeah okay... Frank, uh Frankie... I'm 22, how old are you?" Gerard's voice pulled me up again,
"I... uh... I'm 19... yeah, 19." I stuttered, now actually trying to stay conscious.

"Cool, you're not as young as I thought you were... maybe we can be friends when you get through this." Gerard's voice sounded so desperate now.

"Ge-rard..."

"Hmm..?" He hummed so softly and I could feel it trembling in my ears.

"I'm cold." I mumbled trying to clutch more into his chest. And a little surprised I noticed he just held me tighter, I thought he would push me away... we'll it's not probably that nice to push a dying person away.

"Frankie, I'll have to let you go, ambulance is here." Gerard almost whispered into my ear, and I could feel that trembling again.

"Mm-hmm..." I hummed falling into the darkness.

Time-lapse

I felt light burning my eyes so bad I couldn't lift my lids. My throat was as dry as a desert too.

Was this heaven?

Hell?

Or even worse, hospital?

I slowly opened my eyelids and I could see that terrible hospital ceiling... so I survived?

Mistake.

Notes

I started a new story again, I got inspired by something and yeah...
I got into dead end with 'aren't you unique' so I decided to do something I felt like doing more.
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