A/N- SWS is life and this is the shortest thing in the world
Scott's P.O.V
---------------Maybe I'm better off dead.
If I was, would it finally be enough?
To shut out all these voices in my head.
And I'm in my room all alone.
I held my razor, reminding myself that I'm not enough. How come nobody heard me when I cried at night.
Mitch.
He cared.
Maybe, just maybe, I could get away with this. I know Mitch is in the room right next to mine.
"Mitch!"
He jogged into the room and noticed my blade.
"What're you doing!? Scott, p-put that down! NOW," Mitch cried.
"Maybe I'm better off dead. If I was, would it finally be enough? To shut out all these voices in my head. Maybe I'm better off dead. Did you hear a word I said?"
"Sc-Scott, n-n-no! Stop!"
"This is not where I belong. You're gonna miss me when I'm gone."
"SCOTT!"
"I'm better off dead!"
And Mitch witnessed somebody commit suicide.
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