Sometimes when I wake up I forget I'm slightly handicapped.

For example, this morning when I woke up, I went to use the restroom when I fell flat on my face.

I heard Tom roll over and groan.

"Did you fall again?"

"Yes..." I replied embarrassed.

He sighed and got up from his bed and helped me up.

"Sorry...I just forget..."

"No worries you old geezer. I'm just glad you haven't peed the bed yet," he laughed.

"Shut up," I said miserably.

It had been 4 weeks of being in a wheelchair and I was sick of it.
I had been trying to walk but I don't think I was making much progress.
Every time I tried, I fell on my face.
My chest still hurt every time I moved, and I could only use one arm since the other was still in a sling.

I sighed unhappily as I wheeled myself outside towards the stream I liked to sit at.
I felt like I'd never be able to do anything ever again. Of course I was just over reacting, Dec said I would recover in just a few more weeks.

I stared at myself in the water. I looked awful. I didn't really like cleaning up anymore because I needed Toms help to do that.
I always needed his help when doing literally anything.
I didn't particularly want to bother him too much today, because I knew he was stressing out about Steve. It had been a week since we last saw him, and Tom was really worried about him.

And Tom was really grouchy when he was stressed or worried.

So when I needed help with anything, he usually replied with, "sure old man" or "not now grandpa". Which really bummed me out, but I usually got over it quickly.

Today just really hurt for some reason.

Dec had said there would probably be side affects from the meds he gave me, which would include depression. I was just hoping I wouldn't get that one. But right now I really was feeling kind of depressed.

I heard the tree house door open behind me and footsteps walking up to me.

"Are you okay? You usually don't take offense to my jokes..."

"I don't know...I just feel weird. I have no idea why. I think it's the meds Dec gave me. I wouldn't worry about it."

The last thing I wanted him to have was more stress.

"Sparklez tell me what's wrong. Don't sugar coat it. You can tell me."

I thought for a moment before saying anything.

"I think...I think I'm depressed. I'm pretty sure it's just the meds but...I've just felt this weird feeling for the past week. I didn't want to tell you because you have enough things to worry about right now."

It was kind of true. I was depressed, but it hadn't been just this week. It was a lot of times. Sometimes it was just random. I'd be hanging out with my friends and it would just come over me, and it was really hard to re-focus on what I was doing or talking about. Other times it came when I was alone and it was just horrible thoughts going through my head, and I had no idea why.
It was one of the reasons I didn't want to stay here. I knew that the feeling would come again sooner or later, and I didn't want to face it. I guess that's why I've been so emotional lately.
Wow.
The great CaptainSparklez has depression. I'd never thought that would happen.

"What can I do? Like take you to Dec? Or tell you jokes? I don't...I don't really know how to help you with this," Tom stammered.

"I don't either...I guess I should just wait it out. See if it gets better when I can walk again. Maybe that's what's causing it."

Tom sighed and sat down in the grass next to me.

"Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?"

"Because I didn't realize it until now...I just thought it was just me being emotional or something."

We were both silent for a few minutes.
I decided to break it.

"So...Steve hasn't called you or anything?"

"No. I do think something's happened though. The lieutenants acting oddly happy lately. I should have stopped him from going."

"You tried. He just wouldn't listen."

"I should have tried harder. Now he's probably dead somewhere..."

"Don't say that, he's probably fine. He's probably coming home with Andor right now."

Tom laughed. "And your the one who's depressed. Your too much of a hopeful person to be depressed Sparklez."

I smiled sadly and pushed my glasses further back on my nose. I watched the sun rise and it's rays shine on the beautiful ocean water.

Tom raised up and brushed himself off.
"C'mon. Let's go take a walk or something. I think that's enough sad talk for one day."

"Okay."

He pulled me from the view and we began heading towards the mainland.

"Where are we going exactly?"

"I have something I wanna show you, Steve was gonna show you but you know...I don't know if he's coming back. So I guess I should."

We were going pretty far out. We were beginning to enter a desert biome and it was really hot.
I saw something up ahead. It looked like some kind of campground, but why was it in the middle of the desert?

"Steve was gonna sell it to you, he said it was really cheap. All you have to do is clean it up a bit."

I still didn't get what he was talking about.
He stopped and pointed in the direction of it.

It was an RV.

"Is that an RV?" I asked.

"Yup! Do you like it?"

I was gonna laugh and ask why the heck Steve would think I would want an RV, the ugliest thing I had ever seen, but I saw the excited expression on Toms face and I couldn't help but be excited too.

"It's really cool Tom! I love it!"

He opened the door and it made a loud rusty squeaking sound as he pulled it open.
"You know what you could do with this right?"

"What do you mean?"

"You could totally like turn this into a boat or an air ship or something! It'd be so cool!"

"Yeah I guess so." I laughed at his excitement.

"What? You don't like fixing up old cars and stuff?"

"And you do?"

"Of course! I love fixing up old stuff and turning it into something awesome!"

"I don't know...I never was really big on cars and stuff."

"...then what did you do when you were younger? Play with dolls?" He asked curious.

"No. I dont really remember much of my life when I was a kid. I don't really know why."

"Wait...what? You don't remember your life before Mianite?!"

"Of course I do! I just don't remember my childhood. Before Mianite I lived in a forest in a tree. I was by myself for a long time, but one day something came up, I ended up accidentally falling in a river and ending up at Mianite."

"What do you mean something came up? What happened?"

"Some guy came out of nowhere and was trying to kill me. I didn't have any other choice but to kill him. I accidentally lit my tree on fire in the process, and one of the floors fell and I landed in the river. To this day I still don't know who that guy was."

Tom stayed silent for a moment. He seemed to be thinking about something.

"So...you don't remember having a childhood?"

"No, I don't remember anything. Is that weird? I mean, what was your childhood like? You're a kind of a zombie after all."

"I didn't use to be that way...I was normal. I almost died one day in a house fire. My family had already died. Dianite found me and turned me into a zombie to keep me alive. That's why I sorta became his follower."

"That's...so sad." He had never told me about this before.

"Eh I don't really remember any of them well. I remember hanging out with my dad sometimes and fixing up cars with him, but I still don't really remember him well.
I guess that's why it doesn't bother me much."

"What about Tucker? Where'd he come from?"

"He was looking for new land to live on and his boat crashed. We met and we hung out for awhile and decided to live on the island together. Sonja came later because she was looking for him. I think everybody else was the same way. They accidentally came there."

"That's so weird. It's like the Gods wanted us to meet each other."

"Yeah...alright, enough soul searching. Let's get out of here. The suns setting and I can't fight mobs while wheeling you around."

We managed to get home before dark and avoid the mobs.
Tom helped me into bed and pulled the covers over me.
He started to walk out of the room when I stopped him.

"Aren't you gonna sleep?" I asked.

"I don't think I can. But you go ahead. I'll be back later."

"Can't you just take one of those potions Dec made?"

"...I kinda told him to give them to you when you were in that coma. I thought it would help you be more comfortable."

"Tom that's...thank you. That was really nice of you."

"Yeah well...whatever. Call my communicator if something happens while I'm out. Goodnight Sparklez."

"Night Tom."

I let sleep wash over me as I felt the nightmares begin to come.

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Hello lovelies! I hope you enjoyed the chapter!
I kinda based the whole depression thing over my own experiences so I apologize if it isn't very accurate.

I don't think I actually had depression, but I really did struggle with a lot of things last year that has made me think that maybe I did actually have it. If you any of you guys have had depression before or are experiencing it now, I give my best wishes to you darlings.
It's really the worst possible thing to experience in life.

And if you have gotten through it, then I wish I could give you a hug and congratulate you in person. I'm really proud of you.

But enough sad junk, I have WONDERFUL NEWS!
I made a short story and I'll be publishing it after the stream!
PLEASE READ IT, IT HAS JARDONS FACE IN IT. I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU GUYS LOVE HIS FACE YOU WEIRDOS.

Jk, I love you guys. <3
Anyway guys! Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Leave a favorite if you did, thanks!
-Lee