They Don't Know...|tubbo angst|

'.Chapter 24.'

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Ive cut corners on this story 😃, soooooo yeahhh the sw3w3rsl8d3 thing? Yeah that's happening early than I said- the plot is just getting good? Idk man

Ummm

You may be wondering "why not do a A/N?" (Your definitely not wondering that) Well my answer is..! It's because it messes up the numbers, ya know when you post it says part ?? Has been posted, well I like those numbers matching, and I can't just miss and entire number before you say

Before this gets to long I'll hop Into the chapter

TWs: cVtt8ng mentions, cVtt8ng, blood mentions, swearing, sw3w3rsl8d3 preparations... That hurts to type
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-tubbos POV-

I lay on my bed crying, I just can't do it anymore, the police won't help!! THEY WONT DO SHIT!! I looked over at the sharpener blade sitting on my bedside table, I picked up, rolled up my sleeves and started doing it... Honestly it's getting addictive... I watched the blood ooze out (I just mental gagged at that-) of my cvts, it dripped down my arm and dripped onto the floor, I just watched as small dots of blood appeared on the wooden floor, I started giggling, Oh my XD, I'm going insane!! I giggled a bit more before I grabbed tissues and put them on my arms, I grabbed rubber bands and bobbles (hair luckies) and placed them on the tissues do they wouldn't move, I grabbed out my journal and began to write

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After writing
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I went to the back of the book and ripped a page out, I closed the book and placed the ripped out page on it, I began writing my letter, it took alot of thinking of what to write, when your farther dosent care about you, you just really don't know what to do, I sighed as I wrote the last word

"-your son/failure tubbo"

I felt tears well in my eyes, why am I crying!!! I looked down at my note one last time and stashed it away in my journal, I put the book back under my bed and placed the box on top of it.

I slowly picked up my phone and set a reminder for 12am

"Bye bye world"

Thoughts began filling my head

'*what about Tommy*'
'*what about ranboo*'
'*what about Lani*'
'*school*'
'*life*'
'*why?*'

I shook my head, it was too late to change my mind, I opened my door and rolled my sleeves down, I snuck my way into the attic and say a rope, I grabbed it and ranboo back down, I closed it obviously. I ran to my room and looked around, U sat a hook on the ceiling, it could probably hold me, I am underweight... I tied the rope on it to make sure it would stay, it did, I smiled and untied the rope stashing it under my bed.

I couldn't help but laugh and smile

This is all going to be over soon...

The pain will finally stop!

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Idk what to feel after writing that- ummmm just- ahhh-

I hope y'all are doing okay mentally and physically, I'm here, I always will be, if you ever want to talk about things like this write the word "memo" you can use this in other books too (that I write ofc)

Remember your valid and bye bye for now rats

Word count:560
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