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(Request) If only heroes existed - Adam Cole

Warning: This one shot contains extremely sensitive and dark subjects that might trigger some people. Please skip this chapter if you don't handle darker subjects well.

Make sure you are all seated for this one and have some tissues at the ready just in case...

All based on parts from the following Skillet songs: Hero, Never Surrender, Would It Matter and Everything Goes Black.

This one is for Joy_of_life88

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It had been a while since it had been this bad, you hated feeling like this. You felt worthless, ugly, sad and alone. The world seemed to be against you and you didn't feel like you belonged anywhere. It was a heavy feeling and it had been weighing down on your heart. You were sure that weight would eventually even crush your heart completely.

The only guy in this life who could make you forget how you were feeling had stopped contacting you months ago. A year ago he had posted a picture of the two of you on social media with a caption saying how happy he was to be hanging out with his best friend. That was the moment when the hateful comments started.

People took whatever flaw they could spot and ran with it. Whether it was people commenting about your weight or just your facial features.

You had tried to pull yourself together many times but it never seemed to work. You had also tried to ignore it but that seemed nearly impossible. Today you had gotten yet another mean comment, 'You are probably the ugliest human being ever.' it had said.

You were all alone and wondered if anyone would even care about it if you suddenly vanished. You imagined that this would not be the case as no one seemed to care now you were around either. You were a mess and you knew it, you just didn't have the strength to clean up that mess anymore.

Would your life even matter at all or were you just as insignificant as you felt?

The world today seemed to be consumed by hate anyways so why would you even want to be a part of that?

It was just too bad that heroes didn't really exist.

You walked into the bathroom, you had covered the mirror with a garbage bag as you were scared to look at yourself. You were sure that if you did see yourself right now you would break down in an instant. Not that you felt that you could break down much further than you already had.

You had started cutting yourself a few weeks ago, the physical pain distracted you from the emotional pain. Even if it didn't last long, sometimes you just needed a break from the pain in your heart.

After you did what you had set out to do you went back to your bedroom. You curled yourself up in the blankets and stared at the picture of him that stood on your bedside table. "Oh Adam, why did you leave me."

A while later you noticed the room had darkened quite a lot, you guessed that the sun had set but once you tried to look at your digital alarm clock you realised that hadn't been the case. It was only a little over 4 pm so it should have still been light outside. You also noticed, to your panic, that your sight was blurry. Maybe you just needed a minute to gather yourself you thought to yourself. But your sight only got worse. That's when you realised what was happening.

You had cut too deep and at this point there was nothing you could do to stop it anymore.

Everything went black as one final thought crossed your mind

If only heroes existed.

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You woke up with a beeping sound close by and bright lights that greeted you as soon as you tried to open your eyes. You wanted to sit up but a hand immediately stopped you.

"Miss, you've lost a lot of blood. It's better if you stay laid down." A female voice calmly told me.

After a moment your eyes got used to the bright light and you looked around to confirm your suspicion, you were at the hospital.

"How did I get here?" you asked the nurse that had held you down just a minute ago.

"It was a close call but you were lucky. Your friend found you just in time." The nurse said. "Now that you're awake we will send him in soon."

Your friend? You didn't have any you thought to yourself right before the door opened to reveal..

"Adam."

Adam rushed to your side, his facial expression was a mix of worry, anger, sadness and relief. You only saw it for a second though as he embraced you in a hug "What the hell were you thinking Y/N?"

You just shook your head and started to sob on his shoulder, it was the only thing you managed to do. You hadn't meant to cut so deep, you had been terrified for your own life but this all made you feel even more like a fuck up.

Adam allowed you to cry it out. Waiting patiently for you to be ready to talk as he soothed you like only he could. His presence alone seemed to calm you significantly and after a while he felt ready to ask you another question.

"When did you start doing this Y/N?"

"About a month after you stopped talking to me." You admitted to him softly. "I couldn't handle all the hate on my own, let alone after losing you."

"Shit Y/N, I'm so sorry. I just got really busy and didn't have time to call." Adam immediately apologised. "You could never lose me baby. I did almost lose you however, you scared me to death. Do you really think I wouldn't have cared? For fucks sake I love you Y/N."

"You what?" You couldn't believe that he would return the feelings that you have had for years.

"I love you, you stupid girl, losing you would kill me."

"Why do you think it almost killed me when I thought I had lost you? Course I love you, I guess when you left I just lost my reason to fight."

"Y/N promise me you'll get help. I don't like seeing you like this, I want my happy and sassy girl back. Please don't give up, I need you here with me."

Of course you promised him that and you kept that promise as well. After all how could you ever say no to your hero. The hero that had saved you just in time.

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So this one shot took me some time, mostly because it hits really close to home for me. Back when I was only 8 years old (and didn't even understand the concept of depression or suicide) I did attempt to do just that. I was so depressed that as an 8 year old all I could think about was stopping the pain. I've dealt with depression for most of my life and luckily I have been depression free for a few years now.

Please remember that depression is a serious matter. Talk to someone if you feel down, don't keep those bad emotions all bottled up inside. Always try to be nice, even to people you dont like as you never know what they might be going through emotionally.

I hope everyone is still okay after reading this one shot, I will probably write a second (happier) part of this at some point

I love you all❤️