Without Me

-Suprise-

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

This fan fiction has mentions of suicide and suicide attempt(s). It has mentions/circumstances with blood, knives, poison, guns, car crashes, and ropes. If you are sensitive with reading about these subjects or having it described to you, do not read it. If you decide to read it and then start to feel uncomfortable with the things being described, STOP READING IT. There are more Skephalo fluffs out there that will leave you feeling better than this one did.

If you have the thoughts that Zak has, get help IMMEDIATELY. TALK TO SOMEONE. DO NOT HESITATE. You need to get help, because trust me, every single one of you matters. You matter so damn much in this world. It may not seem like it, but you do. DO NOT DO THE STUFF THAT ZAK DOES IN HERE. THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE WILLING TO HELP YOU.

If you're still reading, don't say I didn't warn you. I've warned you twice now.

Enjoy.

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I shouldn't have ever been born. He thought to himself as he watched the blood spill out of his wrists. Nobody here wants me around. Nobody will care if I die. My funeral, if anybody even bothers to show up, will just be one big party. People will be celebrating instead of crying.

He smiled as he watched the blood pour down his arms and drip to the floor. It'll all be over soon. And I can finally be at peace. He kept watching the blood pour down his arms before slipping off the balcony.

He'll be better off without me...

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He sat upright instantly, rubbing his neck and looking around. He realized he was in his blue themed room. "Goddamnit.." he mumbled under his breath, bringing his hand down from his neck to pet his white labradoodle, Rocco. "Sorry, boy, I slept in again, I bet you're hungry."

He kept psyching himself up to get up to go to the kitchen to get Rocco his food. If I just stay here, I'll die eventually. I bet nobody will even find my body.. Rocco's puppy eyes eventually got the best of him and he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, stretching before walking to the kitchen.

When he got to the kitchen, he got one of Rocco's containers of food, accidentally scraping himself slightly on the metal and drawing blood. He smiled a little bit before shaking it off. No, Zak, Rocco needs his food. Stop thinking like this.

He poured the food into Rocco's food bowl and got some water for him as well. The water could be my blood, pouring from my wrists.. better yet, my throat. He shook his head. No, no, bad Zak. Just get the water for Rocco, you weirdo.

He got the food and water for Rocco before opening the fridge and grabbing a snack for himself. "Why did I have to be born.. nobody cares about me.." he muttered, taking a bite of some leftover pizza. His parents wouldn't be home until later that night and his sister was off at college. His parents were never around anymore and rarely talked to him. "Everybody hates me.."

He groaned and buried his face in his hands when he heard a knock at the door. He stood up and walked over to the door, opening it. There was Darryl, Zak's "best friend." And his crush.

"Guess what?" Darryl asked.

"What?"

Zak could never bring himself to truly love anybody. He was always worried he'd let is guard down and then they'd let him go. He was afraid that he'd love somebody, and one day they'd tell him they never cared about him at all. But with Darryl it was different. Darryl was the only person who made Zak feel..

Darryl grinned. "I got a girlfriend."

Zak's smile immediately dropped and his heart sank. Darryl got a girlfriend? There's no way. Darryl had never been interested in relationships before..

"Her name's Ava, she's really sweet, and I love her," Darryl continued.

Darryl continued speaking, but Zak had tuned him out. He could hear his heart beating in his ears. Darryl got a girlfriend.. her name's Ava.. there's no way this is happening.. this is a dream, a nightmare.. I'll wake up.. my life is meaningless...

"I gotta go." Zak said quickly before closing the door, locking it. He pressed his back against the door and slid to the floor.

He doesn't need me anymore..

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