Tommyinnit // [ MCYT ] Angst Oneshots

just do it [1]

/ TW: Attempted Suicide, Mentions of Death /

/ Techno's POV /

I sat on the edge of the bridge, it was around 22:30 (10:30 pm). It's your fault they died. Just jump. I looked sadly out into the water. My hands clenched the concrete railing. I felt tears escape my eyes and fall down my cheeks. My long hair covered my face slightly.

My legs swayed back and forth hanging over the edge. I took a deep breath, staring blankly. What am I doing...

"Hey- Techno." I heard a confused voice speak behind me, "could you please... come here?"

I hesitated.

Who's there? I didn't want to turn around.

"Techno, please come here."

I recognised their voice from recording... but who lives in Florida?

Skeppy...? No, he doesn't sound like that.

But how would they know it's me? I've only shown my face a few times...

I slowly turned around.

Wait... what? I didn't recognize them. I analyzed them for a few moments. The wind started to blow my hair out of my face, revealing my tear-stained face. My hands started shaking. Is it a fan? Please don't let it be a fan... I blinked my eyes a few times.

"Please get down," They said shakily.

"Who are you..." I spoke.

"Uh... Clay..." He whispered.

"... really?"

"Yes now please come with me, we can go to my house and chat." He said worriedly.

"O-okay." I followed him as he started walking.

/ Timeskip: At Clay's House /

"Before we step inside... can you prove to me that you're, you?" I asked.

"Sure." He took out his phone and opened youtube, his channel was Dream's. "That enough proof?"

"mhmm," I followed him inside.

The house wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. There was the living room, kitchen, two washrooms, and three bedrooms.

Wait... Clay and I live pretty close if this is his house. I lived in the town next to this, but I guess while I was walking I got too carried away in my thoughts and didn't notice how far I'd walked. Clay sat down on the couch so I sat next to him.

An awkward silence filled the room. I looked down and fidged with my hands.

"So I guess you know what I look like now," Clay chuckled.

"I guess," I smiled sadly.

"It's getting really late... do you live close?"

"I live in the next town over... around the edge of it."

"mmm, okay, do you have your car with you?"

"uh... no," I sighed.

"It's like 11 pm, I don't think you should walk home... in the dark. I think it'd be easier if you'd stay here tonight." He said, "I have an extra room."

"mhmm..." I nodded.

I could tell he wanted me to stay, just in case... I tried something. He showed me to the room I could stay in and I sat down on the bed. He left to go to his room. He looked pretty tired.

I looked out the window that was above the bed. The outside was nothing but darkness, other than a few street lamps scattered about along the sidewalk.

I slid down the wall and sitting back on the bed. I looked behind me to make sure Clay wasn't there, then buried my face into my knees. I cried trying not to make a sound.

Why didn't I fucking jump when I had the chance? I let out a shaky breath that I hadn't realized I was holding. I looked down at my hands. They were shaky, I hadn't eaten in a while. I felt weak.

I... should've jumped.

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