GN!Reader x John Doe ⚠️

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Requested by~ ive0given0up

I know this chapter is pretty dark but a meme to lighten it up a little. 😰

TW⚠️: SELF HARM/CUTTING, MENTIONS OF SUICIDE


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I Can't.

I can't do this anymore.

I need to...

You reach for your blade, desperately needing some kind of release.

Your hands tremble, moving your hands up more towards your wrist. Just one quick, deep swipe and it'll be over.

You paused, though, one person that you didn't think of.

John, John Doe.

He was your best friend, your only friend. Always there no matter what, but look at that. He isn't here now. You angrily stare and your wrist, just do it nobody cares.

JUST DO IT.

WHO THE HELL EVEN LOVES YOU?

NO ONE CARES.

JUST DIE.

DIE

The voices in your head are screaming at you, you want to but, why are you hesitating?

A knock at you door makes you yelp, quickly stashing away the blade and furiously wiping your tears.

"Y/N? Are you alright in there? I can here you crying.." a soft, but scratch voice speaks on the other side if the door.

You can't stop crying, still trying to wipe away your tears. "I...I'm fine..John. Just been a bad day." You hear the door handle creak and the door push open. You whip your head over to the door way, seeing your friend. The person you love so much.

He has a worried face, seemingly holding back tears himself.

You hide your wrists, slowly, but it was too late. Doe had seen the damned lines from only days ago. You curse yourself, he knows.

He steps towards your bed, embracing you into a warm hug. Now you really couldn't stop the tears, you sniffle, letting more salty tears fall.

You hug him back even tighter. He does the same. You bury your head into his neck, not caring that he smells like rat shit. You smile a little, you always told him to start showering-- he said he would-- but he didn't.

You sigh, wanting this moment to never end. Doe moves a little, "We need to get you some help, okay?" he whispers into your ear. You shiver a little, dreading that fact that you had to talk to someone to overcome this.. problem you had.

You reluctantly nod, for his sake and yours.

"Yeah...yeah you're right."

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