How we used to Be(Fan+testtube Angst)+more

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A/N yes Ik it's been awhile, dw I'm still alive (sadly) but I'm feeling sad so here's this thing
(PLEASE COMMENT PAIRS OR SHIPS FOR ME TO DO..)
Tw's:
Thoughts of suicide(slightly)
Sh(slightly)
Panic attacks(not really)
Crying/sobbing
Yelling???(kinda not really)
Oh yeah btw paint brush will appear in this story idk I'm bad at planning things.
Paint brush x Fan real💯
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~Fan pov~

I burst into my room well.. not just mine me and paint brushes room, they aren't even here right now who knows what they're doing. Who cares.
I slam the door shut locking it behind me and slide back on the door while covering my mouth and sobbing.
I wish she ran after me, I wish she followed me here and said sorry I wish- I here light knocking on the door.
"Fan are you okay.?" Paint brush said worriedly almost concerned.

Whatever I say doesn't matter, nothing I do matters to anyone. I can't do anything right. The world would be better if I was gone.

Completely ignoring paintbrush questions get more louder and more concerned, I get up and walk over to my bed. I open my nightstand drawer. I dig for the thing that I'm looking for, I wipe my tears and my nose is kinda stuffy where I can't really breath.
Paint brush ends up unlocking the door.
Shit
"Fan, look at me" they say firmly but very concerned, they start to walk over to me, I didn't even realize the knife I had in my hand. They take the knife out of my hand, I can barely see what's happening at this point, my eyes are blurry from crying so much.
They lay me down on their bed and get in the bed with me. I end up falling asleep with their arms around me. I feel loved.

A/N I don't know how to write long things don't ask  (tpot 7 destroyed me)

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