To live or not to live (Eddsworld adoption fic)

Babysteps .

- [[ An owed authors note before we begin ]] -

You know..

When I said goodbye for now, i didn't mean goodbye forever

I kinda got lost on the way to the store when I left to get milk for around 5 years but Im here!!

In all seriousness I randomly remembered the existence of this fic when I wrote when I was 13, from the writing you can tell that I was not mentally well. I'm 17 now, almost 18, and I'm still not well but I've gotten a bit better, and maybe the main character of this story can get better too, I'm sure they will :-)

Without further ado, lets get back to the story, I'm very rusty so please bare with me here

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- [[ Edds point of view ]] -

    Something wasn't right, I understood that right off the bat when Y/n left for the restroom earlier. They've been sat on the couch with me for some time now, theres nothing too interesting playing right now, just dry noise, the only sounds I pick up in the moment is the mindless buzz of the television and my own loud thoughts.

Y/n isn't well. Of course they aren't well, I took a full understanding to that when I fucking grabbed them at the last second when they tried to..

...

Shit, I don't know how I would've been able to handle it if I didn't reach them in time.

The gravity of the situation hit me like a bus, I didn't process what had happened in the past 24 hours until now, i COULDN'T process it, so much happened in such little time and now I have a kid under my roof.

I hope I can do the right thing for them, I cant mess this up.

- [[ Your point of view ]] -

The room was uncomfortably quiet since you sat down, Edd hadn't moved or looked at me, he occasionally frowned but thats all I can read off of him.

I probably pissed him off somehow, I'm sure I did, I always manage to fuck things up.

My train of thought was interrupted however when I heard.. Sniffling?

Turning to face the noise, I was met with tears. He was crying. Edd was crying.

Panic started to settle,
Shit. How do I comfort people.
Hesitantly, I placed my hand on his shoulder.

"Are you okay..?"

"Huh??" He lifted his head and turned to me slightly.

"Edd you're crying."

He paused, bringing a hand up to touch his cheek, showing a twinge of surprise when he felt the tears staining his face.

"Oh, sorry about that. Just a lot on my mind I guess?" An awkward laugh left his breath, Edd appeared uneasy. I bit my cheek, thinking for a second.

What do I say..?? That its alright? Should I ask about it? Aw man.. think.. think..

After a long 10 seconds of trying to construct a response I realized I was just sat there, awkwardly staring at him.

Ah fuck it.

I pull him into a small hug, hoping that it'll help with whatevers going on in that head of his.

Edd isn't moving, god I messed up again I probably made him uncomfortable why did I do that.

I started to pull away, or atleast I planned to do so, but that plan got interrupted when I felt him hug back.

A moment passed before he pulled away, his hands holding my out by the arms, "I'm gonna try my best to give you a second shot at life okay..? Me and the others will make sure of it."

His words shocked me for a second,
is that what he was thinking about..?

"Why... do you insist on helping me..?? Its not worth the trou-"

"You aren't a burden, Y/n."

The air went still,
And my eyes began to wet, it was my turn to be a sobbing mess. I felt myself get pulled back into the warm embrace.

Safe.. This felt safe.

...

Maybe a second shot wouldn't be so bad....

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( Shoutout to my friend for getting me to update this son of a bitch)