(Reader POV)
It's probably been around a week since I've been in this room. I've gotten very bored. All there is to do is read EJ's medical and human anatomy. So far, I've read about 3 of the books from his shelf. There's also a tiny window near the ceiling but I can stand on the table and look out. When I do, all I can see is a few birds and trees. It's so boring here.
I stood up off the floor, and stumbled to the door. There was a small window near the top, much like the one in the room. I look out of it to see Jeff leaning on the door. He was asleep, and it looked like he's been here for days. I feel so bad that he can't stay with me. He could only be with me if he were sick too, maybe he should be tested for whatever I have...? I miss him, but if he isn't sick he needs to be away from me.
"EJ!!" I yell in a hoarse voice. I felt fine, but I was slowly going downhill. I'm losing my voice, I throw up occasionally, and I have a migraine all the time. Pretty miserable. EJ hummed an answer on the other side of the door. "Hand me a piece of paper and a pen please" I asked. After a minute, he slid a paper and pen under the door. I wrote, 'can you test Jeff for whatever it is I have?' I slid the paper back under the door. Jeff must've gotten up to do something earlier, because EJ laid beside it to get the paper. "I'll work on it (Y/N)" He said, standing up. "Thank you" I swung my legs like a happy child while sitting on the table.
A few hours later, EJ came in dragging Jeff along with him. I jumped off the table I sat on, and looked at EJ. "So Jeff tested positive for the virus you have" He explained. Jeff's eyes were red and puffy, and he looked exhausted. I stood up, but too fast. I got very dizzy, and almost fell, but I caught myself using EJ's shoulder. "S-Sorry.." I stutter. "It's fine. Anyways, Jeff will stay in here with you until you guys get better" He explained. "Okay, it'll make it a little less bearable." I giggled.
He let go and Jeff's arm as the raven haired male made his way towards the metal table. EJ left the room and I sat beside Jeff. "How are you feeling?" I asked. "Terrible" He said in a hoarse voice. I wrapped my arms around his torso. Looking up at him, his eyes started to slowly close. Sometimes I wish I could take whatever pain he's feeling and give it to myself, so he doesn't have to suffer. I laid my head in his shoulder and closed my eyes. I missed this. Just us laying together. It's therapeutic. It's weird to say though, but it really does help me in a way. Just having him around. After a few minutes, we both were asleep.
(Eyeless Jack POV)
This isn't good. With the virus Jeff and (Y/N) have, I have no idea what it is or how to treat it. They could possibly die. I've given them false hope...it's my fault. I should've told them that I don't know about this. There is no treatment. All we can do is hope they'll be okay.
Jeff seems to be worse than (Y/N), but (Y/N) could possibly be dying from the inside out. Instead of showing symptoms like sneezing, coughing, paleness, or red eyes, it's just dizziness and more internal pain. If she didn't pass out when she came home, I would've never known she was sick.
-A few hours later~
(Reader POV)
I woke up laying on the floor and Jeff still on the table. How did I end up here? Weird. I stood up and brushed the dirt off my clothes but clenched my stomach. Pain shoot through my body from my stomach. I whimpered, and sat back down on the floor. A small test escaped my eye. It must've woken Jeff because before I knew it, he was by my side. "What's wrong?" He asked, in an alarming tone. "I-I don't kn-know" I stuttered. He felt my forehead. "Holy shit, you're burning up!" Jeff yelled. "Yeah and something else is gonna be coming up in a minute" I said, covering my mouth.
I could feel myself gag. I stood and ran to the nearest trash can, and threw up in it. Jeff was behind me, holding my hair back. I wiped my mouth on my sleeve and looked into his icy blue eyes.
(Jeff the Killer POV)
She seemed okay on the outside, but something isn't right. The way she looked at me. Her (E/C) eyes looked tired, dull almost. Like the fire that was once there has disappeared. (Y/N)'s eyes also had tears in them. She turned all the way around and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back, and kissed her head. I need to talk to EJ about what's going on.
"Go lay on the bed" I told her. (Y/N) slowly stood up and stumbled over to her bed and laid down. Once I knew she was asleep, I looked into EJ's files and read what was happening. We could die?! And he said that (Y/N) was probably dying from the inside out?! There's no treatment either. Typical. EJ has to be able to do something. He will. She'll live.
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