If u go, i go pt.2 🧡

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"If you go, I go"

Matt is holding onto my arm. Why is he doing this to me. Is he stupid. "What are you doing Matt.." I say sad. I was just about to make it to happiness. "Not letting you go is what I'm doing, I won't be able to live with myself if you leave. And if you do this your not just killing yourself your killing me too. And everyone who loves you." Matt says it like there's other people who actually care about me. I'm crying now. I wasn't before and it's weird. "Please don't make me do this Matt." I say while shake my head and crying. "Let's just get down and we can talk about it okay Chris please." Matt sounds genuine, it's sad. Why does he want to talk. Made no effort before. It was always texting until I blocked them then I expected them to at least try but.. they didn't. So why try now. I say all of that to them and he shakes his head at me. He looks like a puppy watching his very old mom get put down. It's sad really. "Because whenever I tried your door was always locked. And it scared me.. so I walked away. I didn't want to think about you rotting away in your room and what you could have been doing in there. So I didn't bother after a while. Look im- we're sorry Chris. We just want you to come home so we can talk snd try help you." He finishes and wraps his arms around me, that was a bad idea, well for him really. I'm we almost fell off. Nick got ripped out of his trance and panicked and grabbed us by the arms in time. "Let's just get off, please Chris." Matt says. I give in. He looks genuinely sad and worried. I feel kind of bad for him to be honest.

"Okay.." I tell them. And Matt puts his arm around me and helps me off. As soon as I step down Matt and Nick wrap there arms around me and there crying. I think I might be crying too but I can't tell because it's raining. We're all damp now but I don't think that matters now.

~time skip cuz I'm lazy asf💀~

We walk into the house and they take there off my shoulder that they had placed there while walking back. They were probably worried I would run away or something. ((He definitely debated it)) "let's all get out of these clothes huh bub?" Nick says. He hasn't called me 'bub' since about 10th grade. ((Chris told him to stop and it was babyish🙄)) I nod and we all go to my room. I guess they wanted to stay with me.
We get changes into sleep wear [soz idk what it called Oop-] .

"Want to watch the Tv and eat popcorn." Matt suggests. I think about it for a minute. "Yeah, that'll be nice." I say after a while. "ONLY IF ITS SWEET POPCORN I ABSOLUTELY DESPISE SALTY ITS FUCKING GROSS!" Nico shouts from the bathroom. And something happens that I haven't done in ages. I laugh. Like genuinely laugh. And then they do too. To the point matts clinging on me for support. It wasn't even that funny I think it's just because what happened before this.

~ 3rd person ~

When Matt comes back with the popcorn the room is dark with only the Tv bringing light into the room. "What do you wanna watch." Nick asks. Nick knows he should ask about why he tried to go and why he was feeling so bad lately but he didn't want to ruin the moment. Matt knew that too but he also didn't want to ruin the moment where Chris is actually not a depressed frog. So they both stay silent about it. "Can we watch horror?" Chris asks. "NO CHRIS PLEASE!" Nick hated horror with a passion. They all bursted out laughing like they were little kids. That's when Chris knew. He'd be okay.

After everything that happened that day, Chris got admitted to a psychiatric facility for 3 months. He got out early due to him recovering quite quickly [I know it don't happen like that I just mean was a bit better and didn't want to khs anymore and was much happier] . Nick and Matt did visit a they saw huge progress.

He was going to ve fine after all.

~°°~

AH I lived for it literally amazing! It wasn't as big as the other one because I couldn't think of much to add, I might redo it later but for now it's fine!
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