Y/n threw up more flower petals, and blood in their bathroom sink. Yes it was painful, but they couldn't build up the courage to confess to,
Her.
Y/n cried, as they threw up more and more. They pleaded and begged for it to be over, but nothing worked. They felt like they were stabbed over and over again as it felt more painful then before.
Minutes later, They stopped throwing up petals, flowers, and blood. They needed to confess sooner or later, or it will become worse. Y/n went to their room trying to find out ways on how to confess her love. Yes they weere anxious, about their crush not liking them back but they had to. They had to confess or they'll end up loosing their life, not having any interactions or any memories with the person they love. Y/n didnt want that too hapamed, ever. Can't they rest for a week?! They felt so restless and tired, and overworked everyday. They cant even have one second of peace without being tired. Gnarpy was right. They were just a lowlife, pathestic loser. Can't they just live an actual life for onc-
A loud thud.
Y/n fainted, in their room, and no one was there to help them. Until, the doorbell rang. It was dr retro. Dr retro was outside y/n's house with flowers in her hands. she was there for awhile now, ringing the door bell, and knocking on the door and yet no one anwsered. Dr retro was nerveous yet anxious because y/n not might feel the same way.
2 hours pass. No one anwsered the door. Dr retro sighed, and opened the door anyway, to see the house silent, and only the clock in the hallway could be heard. Dr retro felt worried. Was y/n dead..? did they commit suicide?!.. those questions kept coming back to retro's mind. Dr retro, instantly ran to y/n's room to see them on the floor with flowers all around their neck, while they were still vomiting petals, with red stains on it. Dr retro covered her mputh with her hands, feeling disgust, sadness, and heartbroken. Was this it? was y/n actually dead..? dr retro asked in her mind. It was not until a few seconds, till dr retro started breaking down, into sadness.
" This was all my fault. I wasn't there to save them. " Dr retro told herself countless times. Dr retro leaned on y/n's chest to check if their heart was still beating. nothing. y/n was dead, forever. Dr retro let out more tears. she couldn't handle all this." You could've told me sooner. " Dr retro said to herself. Her voiced was wretched, with sorrow. she knew she could never be happy after this.
Dr retro left y/n's room, as an ambulance pulled up by the empty home.
[ THE END!! ]
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