Where Did All The Time Go? //Glittergolf/Montydrop Fanfiction\\

💔❤️🖤-Chapter 3: Bad Thoughts-🖤❤️💔

(Includes Self Harm)
Moon POV
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I sighed as I walked into the house. I was in my human form. Ugly as always. The manager gave me and Sun 3 days off so we could distress.
I groaned, flopping onto the couch.

This is gonna suckkkk, but not as much as work I guess... how come? Home is nice... To you. If we are home it only makes me less distracted which means bad stuff will happen... What bad stuff? Oh right... you don't know about that- about what? Nothing! Okay...

I sat up, hugging my knees.

We should eat! I don't wanna eat... What? But we haven't eaten all day! And? We don't need food... Yes we do! We're human too, Moony! We're fine. Moony... please... I'm not hungry. I will when I get hungry. Fine...

I zoned out into my unwanted thoughts, clenching my fist. I don't want to already get into a bad situation. Especially when Sun was still awake.

You should sleep! No... Why not? I'm not tried...

I sighed. I looked at my wrist and saw the wraps on them. The thoughts were getting worse and more vivid. I could almost hear them like I could hear Sun. I held my head with my hands, trying to shake the thoughts away, but of course, it didn't work. I stood up, walking to the kitchen. I saw a loaf of bread, and right next to it, a set of knifes. My brain told me to grab one, but I shook my head, turning away and tying to shake it off.

Moon...? Are you alright...? You were staring at those knives very intensely... Yeah! I'm fine... no need to worry about me, Sunny... okay...

I looked around for something to distract myself on. I saw a board game. Though it'd be hard to play that by myself. Also really boring. I stopped when I got a sudden thought. It was worse than the ones I usually get. I groaned a little, trying not to give in. But then I decided that the one and only way I wouldn't, was to use those knives. I sighed and turned around, walking over to the knives. I grabbed one and stared at it.

M-Moony! No!

I ignored Sun and took the wrap off my arm, revealing marks on my arm. I sighed and begun to (Y'know- I don't wanna trigger anyone by saying it- but if you know, you know.). I heard Sun cry a little, yelling at me to stop. But I couldn't. It was this or something worse.

MOONY LET ME IN CONTOL IF YOU CAN'T HELP IT!? I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS ON TOP OF WHAT I ALREADY AM DEALING WITH!?

I sighed, throwing the knife into the sink. I then walked to the bathroom, blood dripping from my arm onto the floor on my way there. I opened the bathroom cabinets and grabbed the wraps out, wrapping my arm up. I then looked into the mirror, disgusted with myself.

Why am I like this? L-like what...? I always have these bad thoughts and do shit like this... and then I look into the mirror and hate myself for it... W-why can't you just not do it? It's not that easy Sunny... I wish it was that easy... I'm scared...what if I do it too deep one day... We need to get you therapy. N-no! They'll just send me to a mental hospital! I can't go there! We will lose our job and our friends and everything! And then suffer because of me!

I felt tears run down my face as I sunk to the bathroom floor, hugging my knees.

Moony... let's have a sleepover... Where...? Somewhere... anywhere... with Freddy, or even Chica! I know Monty and Roxanne don't really like us... I don't wanna freak them out... or tell them... then hide it and we'll get through this together! Please...? I don't trust you enough to sleep by yourself... ...okay...