"I'm supposed to hate you" Jared x Wilbur Soot [DISCONTINUED]

Downhill

ANGST BECAUSE I LOVE TORTURE WOOOOOOOO
Also, sorry for the short chapter!
TW! Daddy/mommy issues, multiple abuse mentions, self-harm, homophobia, misogyny, overdose, schizophrenia, underage drinking.
F-slur

JARED'S POV

I wish I could say I loved them like Wilbur, but they make it hard to. I love how perfect we look, my picture taped to the family photo. I feel sick thinking about the fact that I became the way I am because I can't be someone else. I don't know how Wil does it. He openly drinks and no one cares. I openly drink and suddenly I'm an awful person. Why can't I have a normal life? I wish I could be an ordinary person. I wish my pill bottle didn't move when I needed them.

I listen to muffled yelling sounds on YouTube because I want to go home.
I don't know what I want anymore.
We kissed in high school.
Junior year.
It wasn't supposed to happen
I don't know why I went back to her.
She changed for the better.
But my pent-up anger is invisible.
Picture
I already hurt someone else for hurting him.
Taped
I still see the cartoons that were my friends
On
The fridge
What a beautiful day.
He was outside. He threw an acorn at my window and I looked out. I smiled to see him. He made my experience better. Knowing that he drove in the rain to the psych ward to see me.
When I was released, I had to use a cane to walk. I thought it was ugly, so I used modeling foam to make it look like a staff from a fantasy story I read as a child.
But my family wasn't as sweet as the story.
I couldn't do something so-called feminine or I'd be called a faggot.
Fag
Fag
Fag
I'm tired
"Get out of your room! Get out of your damn room!"
"We expected more out of you,"
"You're a disgraceful faggot!"
"We love you!"
"We love you"
"We love you"
❝ᴡᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ❞
『ʷᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ』
✿◕ ‿ ◕✿
☏☏☏
☞☜
꧁WE FUCKING LOVE YOU꧂
I don't think so
Do you?
I don't know what I wanna hear
A lie or truth
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.
.
.
I've heard the truth too many times
I don't think I can take another
Tell me the lie once more
I'll be immune
I wish
wish
I don't know
I don't know
No, I'm serious.
I don't know.
Don't force a confession that doesn't exist out of me.
I wanna be free
I wanna be free
I wanna be free
Free
I
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:
:
:
I inhale the toxic
I ingest this toxic
It burns me
It burns me like how I realized
I'm never escaping
So I'll kill myself
Free.
Simply.

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