Iwaoi Oneshots❤❤❤

My R

Au: none
Setting: Oikawa's house and rooftop
Triggers: bullying, bad thoughts, suicide
Type: angst
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❤Oikawa's POV❤
I can not take it anymore. Everything. It is too hard. All the hate... The messages..
They remind me of what I am everyday..
Worthless
Unlovable
Useless
Nothing

Hell my parents does not even want me. How will anyone else want me?
Does Iwa-chan even want me? Or is he pretending to as he sympathizes me?

I stopped going to school with the excuse "my leg got hurt and the doctor said I have to have bed-rest." No one cared. At least I do not think so.

I switched my phone off after that. Why? I can not handle the messages anymore. But they still roamed around my head rent-free.
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I make my way to the roof-top. 'It is the last day for me.. No one has to worry about me anymore..'

But I already see a person there. A brown-hair boy. He was about to jump. When I yelled," hey! Please do not do it please!"

I was kind of mad to be honest. This was my opportunity but I lost it.

The boy turned to me. "What is wrong?" I ask. "Maybe you heard it before." He looked away. "I really think this boy might be the one but I can never be sure whether he loves me or not."

Hearing this,I got mad. "Are you serious?" I yelled. He   flinched a bit. Then he looked at me confused. I looked at him mad.

"Are you just upset that you do not have the boy of your dreams?! At least no one stole anyone from you!"
The boy smiled. Which was creepy,just a second ago he was about to commit. "Thank you for listening to me." He bowed then he disappeared. 'What the fuck?'
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'Okay today is the day! I can feel it!' I take off my shoes. I looked up again to see a boy with glasses. 'I literally looked away for a minute to open my shoes.'

"Hey! Please do not do it.What is wrong?" I yelled. The boy looked at me. "Tell me what is wrong? Please.."

The boy looked away from me. "You probably heard it before. Everyone hates me,everyone steals. I have to act like a different person. The real me can not fit in with anyone here..."

Hearing this again,just like yesterday I got mad for some reason. "Are you kidding me?" The boy looked at me startled.

"Even if your school life is maybe bad. You still have people at home who loves you and you have dinner at the table for you. Talk to them."

"Thank you. I am hungry right now." The boy shed a tear then disappeared. 'How the fuck do they keeping disappearing?'
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Just like that,there was someone there almost everyday I went. I have been trying for 5 days.

Although each one had different reasons and they opened up with their feelings. I listened to them and made them turn away.

I could never. Ever open upon with my feelings. I do not think anyone would care. Nor would anyone do this for me..
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I go to the roof-top again. 'I swear if there is some there,I will kill them myself... Besides why do people want to commit so badly?

' I think I do not have the right to say that.. I have been going to the roof-top almost the whole week to commit.'

I look up from the ground. I sigh when I see another person.

This time,the boy was wearing a yellow cardigan. He had his sleeves rolled up,revealing bandages covering his hands. Are those for- I mean I have them too.

The boy must have noticed me as he said. "You know I am here. To stop the mental scars that grow every time I go home. The scars on my arms also grow. I can not do it anymore. So I figured,instead, of going back home I could just end it all."

I was shocked. 'Okay calm down. You have done this before you can do it this time too.' I took a deep breath.

"Hey please do not do it. I am sure there are other ways." I said. "Please."

My eyes widened as he did not listen as he got closer to the edge. My heart beat went faster. 'No no no!'

"Please do not do it. I am sure lots of people care for you. Please. Do not do it." I crouched down,putting my head on my arms.

I heard him sigh. "I guess today was not my day." I looked up to see nothing but air. 'What?'
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I enter the roof-top. There is no one here. 'Yes!'

I took off my shoes. I ran my hand through my hair. I took off my glasses. I did not need them but I just wanted to. Then I took off the yellow cardigan revealing the bandages covering my hands.

'I am ready.' I neared the edge. 'This is it.'
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Cliffhanger! Do you want Oikawa to die? Or him to stay alive? Would he realise he saved himself each time he went to the roof-top? Will I make part 2? I do not know. I guess we have to see.
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