The Unkillable Simp (Roblox Pressure fanfic)

Leave the Past in the Past

I decided while waiting, that I'd just sleep. I laid down and slept... and slept. Then I was awaken by Sebastian.

"Hey. I've been again wondering something about you."

I rolled onto my side and looked up at Sebastian's tall, handsome form. No... I was blushing already.

"Um... yeah?"

"Why do you want to kill yourself? Is it just that you don't enjoy life, or is it something that happened in the facility?"

Fuck... he was opening this can of worms. I sat up and... well since I was simping already... I talked. I maybe detected a small hint of concern after all.

"Well... it began when I was young. I have the usual sob story of my Mom and Dad having a divorce. They shared custody over me, so I got the cool Dad on weekends and... my Mom."

I shivered as I remembered her. Sebastian was listening still. I was... interesting? Actually interesting to a person... fish... guy.

"My Mom drank. A lot. Like she drank so much that I don't think her insides exist from how much is in them. Um... existed. My Dad was awesome. He gave me a lot of attention since he worked during the week and not the weekend. My... Mom beat me. Fuck... she'd beat me over the most simple things..."

I was having a hard time but calmed down.

"I looked forward to being with my Dad. I was too afraid to tell him what she did though. She always aimed for the areas that I would usually cover in clothing so that the bruises weren't obvious. Then of course... he died. Car crash. He died in a fucking Car crash!"

Sadness to rage before more sadness.

"My Mom... my fucking Mom... she had full custody of me after that. I never had a break from her shit. Her beatings, yelling, and torture. The only person I had left in my life was my... friend. We grew up happy together."

Again I was sad. He was still listening though.

"I was allowed a sleep over to help keep up the appearance of a normal family and since it was my eighteen birthday, He came over and slept in my room. We had some drinks like any other eighteen year olds would do in celebration. I then told him finally what she did to me. Then... we went to sleep. Looking back, I could tell we were drugged. We woke up to police, and a body. My Mom's body. The policemen watched me smile as I saw her corpse. My friend who just learned of what she was didn't care. He was surprised up first, but he didn't care in the end. We were immediately turned into suspects. They learned we drank. They learned of my mom's abuse. The court heard all of this and thought we got drunk, and in that state killed her. Life in prison. That's what we got."

I was just serious at this point. Dead serious. Dead like my abusive mom. Sebastian seemed a bit disgusted.

"I planned multiple times to get myself killed, but my friend always convinced me out of it. Then Urbanshade came. We signed up and came here. He... died. I did my best to give him a decent resting place where he wouldn't be eaten by monsters. In the sewer system area he went. I... still remember his face. His fucking dead face."

I started to sob into my arm. I was doing my best to hold myself together. Sebastian came up to me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey. Calm down. I've had... my own dark past. It'll be alright though. Losing a person in your life... well it's shit. That doesn't mean you should end yourself though. That's why you should leave the last in the past. Move forward."

Feeling the hand on my shoulder made me... feel better. The words too. I stopped crying and became composed. I then chuckled. I was still a bit sad though.

"Well... didn't think you had any other state besides condescending."

He immediately took his hand off my shoulder as I said this and said,

"Well... it wouldn't be right just to... leave a depressed person like you in this state."

I nodded.

"Whatever you say. I'm going to sleep more now."

I turned away and laid down again. He didn't bother me though. As I drifted off again, I thought about his words. Some specific ones that is. I should leave the past in the past.