Suicidal Thought's

7 : Bloody Tuesday

Tristan Narrates
It's finally my dad's birthday! I should prepare my clothes because we're gonna celebrate it at a swimming pool.

*Daily alarm for cutting*

Oh. Okay, but ugh, my arm hurts so much.. ! I forgot! My cutter is on the couch.. It's alright I guess.. I should go out of my room  and get the cutter now!

Knock knock

Huh?

Dave: "Tristan?"

Opens the door

Tristan: "Yeah?"

Dave: "Is this yours?"

Shows a cutter with a name "Tristan"

Tristan: ".."

Dave: "Hm?"

Dave: "Tristan, you can tell me."

Tristan: "Uh, yeah."

Tristan: "I'm sorry."

Tears start to form on my eyes, Dave then wipes them away

Dave: "Its okay sweetheart, but please don't cut again.."

Tristan: "O-Okay.."

Dave: "When did you start cutting? Can I see?,"

Tristan: "I started 3 days ago.."

I showed my arms then Dave started to make me feel well. A couple of minutes, we celebrated Dave's birthday.

— — — — — — — —Time skip— — — — — —— —

Bambi narrates
We were finally at the pool, I gave Dave my gift and Tristan did. Tristan already went to the water after he gave his dad the gift, but there was a sudden gunshot and I noticed something..
There were blood on the pool, bubbles and he wasn't moving. I thought he was playing jokes, so I didn't mind it.
Until like 5 minutes later, someone screamed because at the middle of the pool there were red water. Everyone quickly investigated, and the body was from Tristan.

Dave: "W-What?"

Dave: "No.. This can't be!" Tears started to flow on his eyes "Why?!"

??: "It looked like that someone shooted because we heard a gunshot but we were too careless."

Dave: "But why does it have to be MY SON?!"

Bambi: "Dave,"

Dave: "THIS IS THE WORST BIRTHDAY IVE EVER HAD!"

He then ran away with his wheelchair after that, Crying. I got worried and began to chase after him to see where he's going. After some chasing, I got tired but didn't give up. I kept yelling his name, but he still wouldn't look back. After some minutes, he finally stopped and looked at me with eyes full of tears. I then start to try to make him feel better, I'm not the best at comforting because I barely even comfort anyone but I tried my best to make him feel well.
I really felt bad, but I knew that I had to find out the person who shooted his own son. So the next day, I then talked to the manager of the pool.

Dave narrates
What am I gonna do? I don't have my son to make me smile. What about his school? Wh--What about.. .. .. this is making me stress. I hate this. I.. If I start to read the papers he gave me, I'll probably start to tear up. I don't wanna do that, but I haven't even readed it after he drowned or shot.. it's just once.
As I start to read it, I was already crying. I can't stop thinking about him. I love him very much, I miss him.
I want him back.
After I readed the papers, I started to cut my hands again until it was bleeding too much then I bandaged it. It felt sooo painful, I wanted to cry.

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Note from creator: Hi guyszsxzzszsehwhsh!!!! So uhh I'm gonna write a new story/fanfic, it's gonna be a Dave x bambi x muko!! (I probably invented it) so uhhh I'll be busy BUTTTTTT WHEN MY SCHOOL IS DONE, ILL BE MORE ACTIVE AND START TO FOCUS ON WRITING I PROMISEEE!!! Next week's gonna be our exam, and I'm very exciteddddd!!!!! But really, I promise to write more chapters. I'll maybe end this fanfic on the next chapter or the 9th, so yeah I'm sorry if this is too short but yeahhz,,,,!!!!! Good evening and God bless ypu all!!!