WARNING: *trigger warnings with depictions of depression and attempted suicide. If these set you off, please skip this chapter. You have been warned.*
It had been a few days since the incident at Ozzie's and ever since, no one has really seen Blitz. He hasn't posted anything on social media, called or texted anyone, he hasn't even been at I.M.P for the Monday and Tuesday.
Right now, the crew was swamped. Since Blitz wasn't around, no one was assigned to meet with clients and they were down one assassin. They miraculously managed to get the work done, but they were exhausted as all Hell.
Bendy: Oh lord..... I can't go on! The pain is too much! Tell my children I love them!
After spazzing a bit, Bendy fell limp on the floor, before Loona dumped a cup of water on his face, causing him to cough and sputter.
Loona: Get up.
Mask: If anyone tells me to do anything again, I am going to scream.
Sallie May: For once, that little freak has a point. Where's Blitz?
Moxxie: We haven't seen him since Ozzie's. Loona?
The hellhound rolled her eyes a little before sitting at her desk, but let out a worried sigh.
Loona: I don't know what's wrong with him. Ever since that night, he's just been a husk of himself. All he's ever done is just stay in his room, and I only seehim when he gets something to eat since he has his own bathroom.
Bendy: He has his own bathroom?
Loona: Yeah, but I dare not go in there based on his history.
Millie: Well, that can't be good.
Frowning in worry, Bendy took out his phone, dialing Blitz's number.
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We then cut to Blitz in his kitchen, and oh lord has he seen better days. His skin was a pale pink than hsi usual bright scarlet, his eyes were bloodshot with bags under them, he had a 5 o'clock shadow on his mouth area and his only attire was a dirty robe over a stained tank top and basketball shorts.
The imp stood in his kitchen as he dumped some cereal in a bowl, going to the fridge right after. After realizing he had no milk, Blitz just sighed and shook his head as he decided to just pull out a flask, pouring scotch into his cereal. Groaning, he carried his bowl into his bedroom, sitting on his bed and covering himself with a blanket. Blitz turns on his TV to a "Hell-a-Novela" and slumps down, sighing.
Gabriella: Why won't you love me Alejandro?! *sobs*
Blitz: That's a mood right there, Gabriella.
As he eats a spoonful of his cereal, Blitz looked next to him to see his phone ringing, "Bendy (BFF)" being the contact name. Without a second thought, Blitz took out the battery of his phone and dumped it in his spoon, eating it along with the cereal.
Blitz: What's the point? All I do is just act like a dick and push people away.... I don't fucking deserve any of this.
A snort caught his attention as Blitz saw his horse looking right at him from the door. Putting on a sad expression, Blitz put away the bowl and walked over to the horse, picking up a belt in the process.
Blitz: *pats horse's head* Take care of Loonie for me, Spindle. And trust me, that'll be the last name change. I promise.
After saying this, Blitz also took a pen and paper as he walked to his bathroom, closing it behind him.
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A few minutes later, Bendy knocked on Blitz's apartment door, carrying two cups of coffee.
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