"Save me from myself."
That day you said those words with such dull eyes was the day I realized you were too far gone. In my powerlessness to save you from the abyss holding you hostage, I had to watch you walk away.
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In which a suicidal addict an...
⚠️ This story contains heavy manga spoilers for Tokyo Manji Revengers ⚠️ ⚠️ Graphic depictions of assault, trauma, PTSD, self harm, suicide, depression, panic attacks, underage smoking, stalking, child abuse, drug abuse/addiction, and extreme violence ⚠️
Please read the warnings before you proceed, this book is not for the faint of heart. All characters will be around 24 in the present and 15-17 in the past
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The alarm clock at [Name]'s nightstand rang loudly, making him open his eyes tiredly to begin the next day.
"What a bummer, I woke up today."
It continued to ring until he slammed his hand on top of it, hitting the stop button. [Name] groaned in annoyance as he got out of his bed and stretched, his low iron ass nearly falling over for getting up too fast.
"Ugh, I wanted to sleep for longer. Or sleep forever if that was possible."
It wasn't common that [Name] got a good night's rest and the one time he did was when he was busy.
How unlucky, he thought as he brushed his teeth and washed his face, preparing for the long day that awaited him. The razor used to shave his facial hair next to him was tempting, like a beautiful seductress ready to touch his skin.
"I always have had bad luck with blades." They never killed him, the scars all over his arms and body could've told anyone that.
[Name]'s phone rang next to him, he picked it up, answering the call and putting it on speaker with a yawn.
"Who is it?" He asked while putting away his toothbrush.
"Are you contemplating suicide again?"
'Ah, it's my boss.' [Name] thought to himself.
"You know me so well. You wanna commit suicide together? It's pretty romantic...don't tell your wife I said that."
"Looks like you're still alive and as annoying as ever." His boss sighed and ended the call.
Despite the impolite manner of speech he had, he cared for [Name]. His boss is a kind man who took [Name] in even after knowing the harmful things he'd done to his own body. That's why he calls [Name] everyday, to prevent him from doing something that'll cause grief to those around him.
What a nuisance. These warm feelings inside of [Name], reminding him that he cared for others beside himself were too exhausting.
"Oh well, time to get to work I guess." [Name] opened the cabinet and grabbed a pill bottle, popping it open and taking out more white capsules than he was supposed to. The white pills were thrown into his mouth and he swallowed it without any water, the painful feeling of them going down his throat feeling normal.
Getting water would mean having to move, and he was too lazy to do that so he just got used to swallowing pills dry.
As he exited his bathroom, [Name] noticed that his TV was still on and walked towards it to turn it off. Before he did, he saw the familiar face of an old friend on the screen. Of course, she was much older now in the picture, 24 it said.
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