[This is in the Wii Traps You AU]
Jonathan comes home from work, it's a sunny day on a Wednesday afternoon, Will is at his after school program, while Mike is working till 9pm. Kyle is usually the only one home before everyone else on those Wednesday afternoons.
"Kyle! I'm home!" Jonathan shouts as he opens the front door and hangs his coat.
He gets no response.
"That's odd, Kyle always responds, sometimes even comes to greet me. Ehh he could be taking a nap or he's listening to music." Jonathan thinks to himself.
He puts down his bag and walks towards the bedroom Kyle and Will share. He sees the door is closed like usual. Jonathan knock twice and waits for a response.
He gets no response.
"Kyle?" Jonathan asks.
He sighs when he yet again gets no response.
"I'm coming in!"
Jonathan opens the door and sees Kyle laying in front of him tv.
"Hey sleepyhe-" Jonathan freezes.
Jonathan's eyes widen, Kyle's wrists are covers in cuts. Blood pouring out, staining the carpet Kyle lays on.
Jonathan rushes over and tries to shake Kyle wake. Kyle is cold to the touch.
"KYLE!? HONEY WAKE UP! PLEASE WAKE UP! Jonathan desperately pleads as tears start to run down his face.
"KYLE, PLEASE! Y-YOU HAVE WAKE U-UP!" Jonathan's pleads get more desperate.
Jonathan slowly stops, his breath is very shaky as his eyes look over Kyle.
"Pale skin...c-cold to touch...bleeding...no heart beat...."
"N-No...p-please.." He chokes on his words.
Jonathan then sees something from the corner of his eyes.
He find a paper on the floor that's stained with tears and blood...
He picks it up, his hands shaking as he reads it.
Hello, if you're reading this. I'm guessing I finally did it, I finally got the courage to let myself be free from this shitty world. Or maybe you found this is my closet while snooping, Will >:(
If this is my dads, it was not your fault. There was nothing you could do to help me anymore. I love you two very much and I'm glad you two raised me, I'm sorry I turned out to be such a disappointment. I couldn't do anything right, I always got bad grades, I was a social reject. But somehow you guys always stayed by my side and loved me, I must of been so tiring to deal with and I'm so sorry you had to have me as your son. I wish I could've been something better, someone you could of been proud of but no, you got stuck with me! I know William will make you two proud and that you'll finally get a child that is worthy of your love.
If this is Will, I'm sorry we didn't get along so well during your first few months here. It was tough for me, but I know it was even harder for you. I do see you as my brother, even if we didn't grow up together. You are an amazing person in your own way, you've grown so much from since I first met you. You don't bully others anymore and you've grown more comfortable in your own skin. I know life has been so hard for you and I'm so proud of the progress you've made! Please make sure you know that Dad and Papa are proud of you, because they do love you very much, and please be there for them after I'm gone! And one last request and I'm sorry for this, but please don't let anything happen to the Wii! Sam cared about it so very much and since she's been gone I've made sure it's safe. I know it might seem like a silly request, but please do!
To anyone reading this. I'm leaving this god awful planet for everyone sake, I'm so useless and worthless I'm just a waste of space of a human being. I DON'T EVEN FEEL HUMAN MOST TIMES! I wasn't born a person I could be proud of! My own birth has caused pain to my dad! My poor mom who I never gotten to know died because of me! I feel so bad for causing my dad so much pain and hardship! For fucks sake we had to move because of me! BECAUSE I WAS BULLIED FOR BEING TRAUMATIZED AND FOR BEING TRANS. I just wish I could've been something. Something worth living. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry I was born, I'm so sorry I'm so weak and ugly. I used to love being alive but now I can't fucking handle it! My girlfriend died and I can't handle the loss! I miss Sam so fucking much it hurts! The only things I have of hers is the Wii and the many photos of us on my phone. Last week I visited her mom just so I could stand in Sam's room. It felt so empty and that something took all the joy for it. Roxanne said she can't even go into her daughters room, that she can't handle it. All my memories of us together are now tainted with sadness and anger, ANGER THAT I COULDN'T SAVE HER! I know there was nothing I could do, but I just wish I could've. But instead I had to watch her get electrocuted and hear her screams, oh god her screams are engraved into my head, she sounded so scared and she sounded like she was in so much pain! I held her close after she got shocked and sobbed my eyes out. I held her so tight, I didn't want to let go, I held her until her mom came home and yanked her out of my arms and called 911. I can not get those memories out of my head.
I can't handle this anymore. I got my pocket knife and I'm gong to slit my wrists, I deserve this. There's nothing for me to live for anyways. So please, Dad, Papa, William or even Nathan if you somehow got a hold this letter, take care of yourself. I love you all very much.
I'm sorry, goodbye.
Jonathan stands there, unable to move for what feel like ages. Until his legs gives out and he falls to his knees, dropping the letter. His breath gets extremely shaky as a whimpering sounding sob escapes his mouth.
"M-My baby...No...WHY!?"
He covers his face with his hands as he begins to loudly sob.
The tv starts to flicker but Jonathan pays no mind to it for his sobs are too loud...
