Death Hotline [AweSamPonk]

Chapter Four

> The next day <

"Hello? Sam?"

"Ponk! It's n-nice to hear your voice again!"

"Haha, stoopid, I only left not even an hour ago!"

"I know, I-I know. It's just... ugh, man. You're such a good friend, I wish we could have more time togeth-ther."

"Aww, Sam, you're so sweet!"

"Haha, at least I'm not sour like /you/, 'L-Lemon Boy'!"

"Pfft- what's that supposed to mean?!"

"I dunno, you tell me."

"/Saaaaaam/!!" *bubbly laughter can be heard*

*laughter*

> After they stopped laughing <

"Sam, you are the fuckin' best. I am so glad we met, even though it wasn't in the best situation."

"Y-yeah. I'm glad I decided to make that phone call that night..."

"I'm glad you did too... how are your arms doing?"

"Better. I've b-been keeping them wrapped up, because the scabs are itchy... I can't believe I did that to m-myself..."

"Sam, everyone has their own issues, the only thing that matters is that you're trying to get better. I mean, how many people do you know of that have done some sort of self harm, not necessarily to your degree*, that have been able to stop and better themselves? That's the hardest thing to do."

"I-I know..."

"Anyways, let's talk about something else."

"Alright... How has work been for you?"

"Boring without talking to you."

"Heh, I wish! I know I'm not your main concern at work."

"You wish? Hah! You /are/ my main concern! Everyday at work, I worry about you, hoping you're doing alright and not needing me. Sometimes, I wish you didn't ever need me, for that means you would have been happy and ok..."

"Ponkie... don't talk like that. We-we may have met in a not so great situation, but I'm so glad I met you! You give me more reasons to keep going."

"Don't talk like that! You make it seem as if you'd off yourself the first chance you get! I-I can't- I /don't/ - want to think of that!"

"I don't mean it in that way... I would never do that to y-you..."

"I know... it's just-" *sigh* "I don't know... anyways, I gotta go. I have to bring the cat to the vet today for an annual checkup..."

"Alright Ponkie, bye..."

"Bye Sam..."

* CLICK *

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* Sam, as a form of self harm, bites his arms, reminiscent of how he ate parts of his arm due to the egg in actual lore. He rips his arms open with his teeth, leaving sometimes deep wounds, which he began to fully bandage so he would be deterred from making them worse.