Hey ;)
Tw: suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide, knives, cuts. I think that's all!
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George's pov~
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It's all my fault.
My fault my fault my fault my fault my fault my fault MY FAULT MY FAULT!
DAD WAS ONLY TRYING TO HELP- SHE- ITS. ALL. MY. FAULT.
I started to hyperventilate.
I couldn't think properly.
Everything was spinning.
focus focus focus. Clays here.
I don't deserve to live.
Tommy.. Eve.. Karl.. Nick... Milo.. patches... Wilbur.. techno.. Darryl.. Zak.. Callahan..
Clay..
Focus focus focus focus focus.
I acted like nothing happened and walked quickly back to the car.
"How was it?" Clay asked.
"Great!" I lied.
We arrived home after twenty minutes.
"Bye George, love you"
"I love you too" I closed the door and got in the house.
I started heading straight for the stairs.
"George!? Is that you???" Karl half-yelled from the living room.
"Yeah it's me!! I'll be there- in a minute!" I ran up the stairs and slammed the door of my room.
My hands were shaking.
Tears were forming.
I took out my pocket knife...
And I took out my phone and called him.
Tommy's pov~
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I woke up to my phone ringing. It's fucking one in the morning on a school night. Who would call now?
I answered.
"Hello?"
"I'm so sorry" I heard George choke out.
My heart dropped.
"George!? Woah woah woah wait- w- what's wrong!?" I quickly got up. It's a good thing I slept with my clothes on.
"I can't do it.. I- I can't do it.."
"No no no no no george George please just talk to me.." I ran out my room, I put on my shoes as quick as I can.
"I.. I- tried.. but the note.."
"What note!? George please- what note!?!?"
"Tommy? What are you doing!? Go back to bed" Wilbur saw me.
I didn't listen, I ran out. I have his location, ten minute walk, that's too far- ITS TOO FUCKING FAR.
"Tommy.. promise to take care of Evelyn?.. take care of karl?.. of Nick.. of clay.. promise?.."
"George wait wait please! I'm begging you-"
"I couldn't just do it.. without talking to you. You really helped Tommy, but in the end.. I guess I'm just too broken to be fixed"
My legs are killing me, don't stop running Tommy. Never stop. Five minutes away.. come on.. COME ON.
"GEORGE PLEASE"
"I'm so sorry. Tell them I love them. Take care of Eve for me. I'm so sorry.. I'm going to hang up"
"GEORGE NO NO NO PLEASE"
The house! I see it. I'm close! I'm so fucking close!
I could've swore I saw clays car leaving, his eyes met mine for a second but I already ran past him.
"Bye Tommy.. remember that you did your best. Your like a brother to me"
"GEORGE NO-"
He hang up.
I barged into the house. These fucking idiots didn't lock the doors.
"who's there!???!?" I heard a voice yell, I'm too panicked to know who's.
"GEORGE" I yell hoping he'd hear me, I ran up the stairs. I saw a cat meowing loudly in front of a door, Milo.
I tried to open it, locked.
I started banging on the door, tears formed in my eyes, blurring my vision.
"GEORGE ITS ME! PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR"
"Tommy?.. what are you doing here?.."
Eve.
"GEORGE OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR" I continued.
I backed up, and ran into the door, breaking it open.
And just as I did I saw George fall to the ground.
"GEORGE! NO NO NO WHY WHY!?" I ran over to him, he started coughing.
"G- George?.." Eve came in the room.
"HE CAN STILL MAKE IT.." I looked down at all the new cuts, some deeper than the others. A small pool of red started forming under his arms.
"What's going on here!?" Karl came into view.
"CALL THE FUCKING AMBULANCE!!"
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Two chapters in a day! I think that's all I'll publish :) anyways. How's everyone doing?
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The boy behind the counter~ •|dreamnotfound|•
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