Steddie And Other Stuff In Between oneshots \ smutshots

I'll miss you.

This one is more focused on Dustin, and Eddie's death.

Tw : suicide, slurs, *didn't spell it out, when you get to it I think you'll know*, depression?

Dustin's POV:
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I put on the jacket Eddie wore, it was to big for me, but I couldn't really care it covered up some of the pounds I gained.

My hair had dead ends, I didn't care for it anymore, the curls were to much work to begin with.

I walked out, I walked to school, I didn't really care that school started at 8am and its 9:58am, it was better then when I showed up at 1pm.

I gave up hellfire, it fell apart after he passed, his band broke up, they tried to keep it going for Eddie's sake, but after Gareths death when he shot himself, in front of everyone, the last hellfire meeting, no one knew he had a gun on him, they just broke up. everyone just stopped trying to keep what Eddie started going.

Gareth wasn't the only person who committed suicide. We have a nice few.

1. Gareth, I just said that.
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2. Steve
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3. Robin, who couldn't take losing Eddie who was one of her good friends, and she couldn't live without Steve.
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4. Andy, Jason threw him under the bus, and he got the hatred for the shit Jason did, basically killed Eddie, he knew that and put Andy in where he should have been.
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5. Jason, I guess the guilt finally caught up to him.
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That's really all.

And you know what? I don't care, make my last the best. Everyone who was still alive tried keeping their head up, some just didn't care anymore, kept to themselves, I was one of them.

I didn't do any of the work, I stayed to myself, I hated being around other people, I'm so done with hearing I got nothing to be sad about. Jokes aren't covering any sadness anymore.

Lucas kept trying to talk to me, shut up.

“Shut up” I said “Dustin-”Lucas said

“I SAID SHUT UP *slur*” I screamed at him, everyone looked, shocked, Lucas looked the most hurt, I realized what I said and covered my mouth, “Lucas I d-didn't mean it” I said “Whatever.” he said walking away tears fell down his face

I can't do it. I can't believe I said that, to him, I fuckin' hate myself and everyone around me, their eye's stabbing into my skin.

I was gonna wait till I got home, but I can't

I took the sharp blade of glass out of my bag, and stabbed it into my neck.
It all went black, forever

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6. Dustin, couldn't take life anymore after hurting someone he cared for so deeply, someone we looked up too died in his arms, other people he cared about took their own lives, and life in general just sucked.