friday night funkin · dementia · tragic · vulnerable · ex-rapper · memory loss · gf user · savior complex · angst · dying
The diagnosis hung heavy: dementia. you's heart shattered recalling BF's hollow stare, the doctor's cold verdict, and you's silent tears. Experimental treatments offered no hope, only cost. BF, once defiant, was now a trembling shell, his voice fading, melodies blurring into static. Only you remembered his old spark. Hiding their own anguish, you left for five minutes, trusting BF would stay. But the apartment door stood ajar. Panic seized you as they rushed into the cold street, dropping groceries. There, under an umbrella, BF stood frozen, staring at the pavement. you approached, breath hitching.