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It eventually took two days for Nagito to wake up, waking up as he fluttered his eyes open, seeing no one around, not surprised.
He slowly sat up and looked lifelessly at the window, running his fingers along the glass gently.
Everything hurt. He couldn't move. The only thing he did was look out the window and cry. Just crying softly as he begged for his mother to come and save him. He was scared, he was alone, he had nothing anymore, no one. All he was..
Was a cursed a boy.
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8:05 AM
That's when all the sudden someone came in and rushed to Nagitos side, gasping.
"Nagito.."
the person said softly, turning a little to see it was Hajime, quickly just turning back around
He sighed softly then smiled.
"Hajime why are you here?"
he said as he tilted his head, giggling a little.*
"Nagito.."
he just repeated softly, going to quickly sit down and hug him, The male getting a little scared.
He quickly looked off, uncomfortable after the incident.
"P-please d-don't touch me I'm f-filthy.."
he stuttered, trying to get him off, scared.
Hajime understood what he was going through so he let go, going to just hold his hands.
"Nagito I-...We were so worried..."
he whispered, his voice cracking a little.
Nagito looked down and started to giggle.
"You don't have to pity a scum like me.. I know I deserved it!"
he smiled, letting go of his hands a little, trying to keep up the smile.
As empty-headed as Hajime was he believed he really felt no emotions and sighed softly, getting up.
"..Ill bring you some breakfast Nagito."
He said annoyed, closing the door.
He just went to look back at the window, brushing his finger tips against the glass, feeling Empty as always. But it didn't matter did it..?
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Nagitos POV:
I slowly just slid down in my bed, looking for how I could get out of here.
"We were worried about you Nagito!"
He mimicked under his breath, clenching his teeth a little, about to cry again.
"Oh you care so much everyone you love me so much you never left me to starve you never told me to kill myself you all just LOVE mesOFUcKINMUCH!"
"Why was I never enough...why did you all have to leave me alone. I have nothing anymore...all my favorite people and things are...dead."
...
dead.
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I held onto my pillow with my life and just cried into it as much as I could. I couldn't believe I was crying, especially expressing my feelings to a pillow but since I'm the bad guy; the one everyone wants to disappear it doesn't really matter.
...
It never did.
...
someone save me
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Fanfic(Cover art does not belong to me) ------------- Warning: story may include: -Acts of self harm -Suicide mentions -Drug use -Abuse -Sex ------------- .•Read at your own risk.•.
