One part of an equation: Book 1. (A fourx fan fiction)

Chapter 13: Asymptotic pt. 4 (FINALE)

Trigger warning: suicide, self harm, crying, gore, hanging, and flashbacks.

X's POV:

I ran and ran as fast as I could to my house. Oh my god... is Four a criminal! I breathed deeply. It's fine, it's fine. I'll be fine!... right? I slam and lock the door. Nobodies home. Great. I hide in my room and text 7. His reply was quick, frantic, and scared. We texted for awhile. I yawned. It was getting late. I told him goodnight and put my phone down. I shivered. It's cold outside. I pulled my blankets up and fell asleep quickly.

Four's POV:

I felt my body quiver as I got ready. I went into one of the aisles of the shop. I pulled out a long rope. Holding it in my scarred hands. Tears streamed down my face. I cried softly. I wish it didn't come to this. I wish it didn't but it's not like I have a fucking choice. I sobbed louder. My hands shook. My eyes turned to black spirals, swirling around. I miss it, I miss everything. Why did it have to end like that. If they just didn't do it, they would've saved tons of lives. Tons when they did that massacre. I remember people's cold, lifeless body's falling to the ground. Their milky glassy eyes. Broken jaws, spilled brains, blood curdling screams!... and soon. I'd be the next target. I know sure as hell i didn't die all that time ago but bloody hell I should've. And I will. I walk into the equation playground. Mist floods everywhere. It's foggy, just what I need. I go up to a large tree. As a kid I loved that tree. It was my favorite thing. I sit besides the large acacia tree. It was thick, and tall. Low medium and high hanging branches. I breath in air. I look at the equation see saws. That's were a helped some random kid find their value. Oh... the swings. That's where my family met Nine. The slides. That's where Two and I had our first race. I smiled softly. Tears rolling down my face. I stand up. Tying a noose into my rope. I sighed. "It's better off this was, Four. Better off." I said to myself. The voices in my head pounded like a hammer. I couldn't silence them. I tie the noose to a high branch on the tree by climbing up. And put the rope around my neck and let myself hang. It was in that moment I started to experience the excruciating pain that is, being hung. My neck started to feel like it was burning, I felt my eyes water. I let put soft whimpers. I felt blood rush to my head in a desperate attempt to keep my pitiful body alive. But to no avail. I breathed my final breath and felt my eyes roll into the back of my head... darkness.

No one's POV:

It was silent as a cats last breath. The clouds began to rain. Water falling onto Four's lifeless cold dead body... 

THE END

Hey guys! Ended this book on a really fucking cheery note. So this book is finished! I hope you enjoyed this series. I've worked very very hard on it. So I ended it on a fucking 'cheery' note. Stay tuned because I may or may not be writing a sequel! (I very much am) so please stay tuned for that because this story... it's not over just yet... bye my lovely little readers! Until next time!