5SOS Smuts [[Requests open]]

Funeral ([Ashton])

Slight trigger warning

Ashton's POV

It's only been four days since Y/N killed herself. I can't believe she did it. She committed suicide.

She was depressed. She had lost her dad at a young age, and had to live with her mom. Her mom died in a car crash when Y/N was 16. She had lost everyone, except me. I was there for her. She moved in with me. Every now and then she'd start crying. I have seen cuts on her wrists. Her depression began to worsen, to a point where she hardly ate. That food she did eat, I forced her to eat. Then one day, I came home from work, and I couldn't find her. She wasn't in our room, in the kitchen, the living room. There was only one place to look. The bathroom. I opened the door to see a dull, lifeless Y/N, with blood surrounding her body on the floor. She had pills scattered around on the sink, and a blade. She had cut herself the hard way. The way that makes it deeper. From her wrist to her inner elbow. Blood was still gushing from the cut, meaning she still had a chance of living. I called an ambulance, arriving in less than three minutes. They took her in, letting me tag along since she didn't have family. They tried their hardest to get Y/N to breathe. It wasn't working. She had lost too much blood. I couldn't bare to see her not breathing. I couldn't breathe. I was crying harder than I ever have in my entire life. Y/N's...dead. No. She can't be dead. This can't happen. No no no no no no. Y/N...

~at the funeral~

"Let's please have Y/N's boyfriend/guardian, Ashton Irwin, come up here."

I stand up, fixing my bowtie. I walk up on stage, holding back the tears.

I position the microphone so that it is where my mouth is.

"Y/N was the most amazing girl I have ever met. After her parents died, I was the only one she had left. She came right to me and cried. I cried with her. She went into a depression, which worsened and worsened. She barely ate, and I have seen scars on her wrists multiple times. I know she had gotten bullied several times at school and online. Its amazing to see how many of you from school have come here today for her funeral. I came home from work four days ago, Y/N nowhere to be seen. I looked in the bathroom to see her dead. Blood surrounding her, pills scattered and a blade on the sink. That was the most heartbroken I have ever been. I never wanted to see my beautiful Y/N laying on the floor dead. But, yet I did. The nurses and doctors tried to save her. It didn't work. She had lost too much blood that night. I was too late... Y/N, in my heart, I know you're in heaven, and that's exactly where you belong. You went to a better place. If only we could have you back. We will always miss you and we can't wait until we see you again. I love you, Y/N."

At the visiting of Y/N's lifeless body, I cried over her. I couldn't stay there long, or I wouldn't be able to contain it any longer.

"I love you, Y/N," I whispered to her, to get no reply.