This part may be triggering for some people, you can definitely skip it. It's not really important. If you wish to continue, there are mentions of attempted suicide so please be really careful. As much as I do not want to write it, (since, It's a very sensitive topic to me…) I really do want to make a story for every single "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out" song. Any form of criticism is highly appreciated and if you find any spelling or grammatical errors, please do tell. It really helps me out since I'm not very good in English.

III – Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks

The heart wants what the heart wants is probably the dumbest yet most truthful statement that Marshall has ever heard. His heart certainly wants the only thing he couldn't have. It just gets worse and worse each day. Each day he's falling harder and it just hurts more.

He's experienced heart break before, but never so complicated or deep a kind as this, when he's lying down in a hospital bed alone because he can't bear to see his friends. Because he tried to kill himself.

It doesn't matter what kind of heartbreak it is, it's trying to kill him regardless.

He's learned to hide all sorts of heartbreak since he was very young. He hid them behind every clumsy fall, every joke, every laugh, and every smile. He got so good at it that sometimes, he even fools himself.

It's because you're a failure, that's why no one likes you. You even failed at ending your own misery! How pathetic is that. A voice inside Marshall's head said. Honestly, they're right. He is a failure. He didn't know why someone called Ryder about seeing him looking down at the rapid waters. He didn't know why they had rushed to the bridge. He didn't know why they rushed him to the vet.

Why?

"I can't believe her," Chase said, as he paced around. The younger pup only sat down, watching his friend pace around. Marshall sighed and let his eyes close.

"What did she do this time?" Chase stopped pacing and sat down next to Marshall.

"She's making a big deal about everything!" Marshall could only give a small "hm?" as a response.

"She thinks I'm ignoring her just because I'm busy. She wasn't like this before we got together. She's want us to be together always and as much as I want that, I have duties too" Marshall patted the German shepherd's back as a sign of sympathy.

"And that's not all. She accused me of cheating when Everest and I hung out. We're platonic, why can't she see that?" chase let out an exasperated sigh.

"How did it happen now?" then chase started rambling, he wasn't making sense to Marshall anymore.

Watch your mouth cause your speech is slurred enough that you might just swallow your tongue.

Marshall just blocked him out, occasionally saying "right" "true" "hm." to look like he was listening. The first time this happened, Marshall listened very carefully and helped his friend, same goes for the second, third, and fourth. When the fifth came around he was already seeing a pattern in their relationship and he paid attention less to his friend's dilemma.

"Marshall?"

"True."

"I knew it, you're not even listening anymore. Why do I bother telling these when I know you're not going to listen to me anyway." Chase then got up and left, leaving the Dalmatian with his book.

"Marshall, you can't keep hiding in here forever. You'll need to allow visitors soon" The doctor told Marshall.

"Doc, can I at least have one more day to myself? I don't know if I can handle visitors right now. I still feel dizzy and such" The doctor agreed then left the room. The truth is that he actually feels fine now, he just doesn't know how to face the others.

They're probably mad.

Marshall thought that they should be mad, they have all the right to be. He was selfish and only thought of himself and his problems so they had to be mad at him, right? Marshall drifted into a dreamless slumber without him even realizing.

"Okay, right now. I actually listened"

"Did you now?" Chase said, an eyebrow raised in disbelief. He hardly tells Marshall anything ever since he caught the Dalmatian not listening to him all this time.

"I really did and do you know what I think?"

"No, I do not. I'm a spy and a cop, not a psychic."

"Will you please just listen?" Marshall told Chase, The Dalmatian knew what he did was rude but he doesn't deserve all the sarcasm.

"You didn't listen when I was talking before." Chase murmured under his breath. Marshall couldn't believe Chase could be this narrow-minded.

"You know what, what's the point? If you're going to be like that, then it's a waste of time even bothering to try and help you with this unhealthy relationship." And with that, Marshall had stormed off.

Marshall woke up to bright lights and constant beeping of machines. He was confused at first then it dawned on him soon enough

Oh yeah, I had tried taking my own life.

He sounded less dreadful in his mind. It was only mere minutes after he woke up when the doctor knocked on his door and entered.

"How are you feeling Marshall?"

"Fine" The doctor wrote things on his chart. Things that Marshall will never see nor understand.

"So, what is your decision? Are you allowing Visitors now?"

"Not much I can do about it now." Marshall let out a sigh.

"I will inform your friends now" and with that, the doctor exited the room. Honestly, Marshall's scared of seeing them. He felt unworthy of their care and he wished they could've just let him end everything. God, he was being selfish again.

His thoughts were interrupted with the sound of the door closing and his owner entering the room. The Dalmatian refused to look at Ryder because he felt ashamed, but the boy only gave Marshall a small smile before tearing up and hugging the small dog.

The day went on, he received a lot of get well cards, flowers, fruits. Everest told him not to do something stupid like that before hugging him. Skye let her tears fall down and said sorry for not looking out for him, she told Marshall that she felt responsible and she should've talked to him and helped him. Marshall told her that it wasn't her fault, but the Cockapoo wouldn't budge so Marshall said that he forgives her. Zuma and Rocky called him an idiot. Rocky swore that he wasn't going to shed even a single tear but Marshall saw his eyes turn glassy. Everyone visited him, Cap'n Turbot, Katie, Alex, Mayor Goodway, but Chase didn't.

A few days have passed and Chase still didn't visit him and Marshall wasn't surprised. The German Shepherd was mad at him so he shouldn't assume he would just visit him. The door to his room creaked and what entered surprised him. It was Chase. Chase hopped on the chair next to Marshall's bed. The two stayed silent, not even looking at each other. The silence was unbearable and Marshall was about to talk before Chase broke the silence.

"I'm glad you're alright."

I am alone in this bed and head and he never fixes this.

But at least he (makes me forget)