Bruce x Reader

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by AlannaLenea

by AlannaLenea

Authors Note: MAY BE TRIGGERING. okay this one is slightly sad and possibly triggering. If you don't feel comfortable then you can skip this on other wise read on~

I never thought I'd die alone
I laughed the loudest who'd have known?
I traced the cord back to the wall
No wonder it was never plugged in at all
I took my time, I hurried up
The choice was mine I didn't think enough
I'm too depressed to go on
You'll be sorry when I'm gone

I had enough. Bruce and i have been fighting non stop. I have been isolating myself to make this easier on my friends and my boyfriend. I have been depressed for years and i dont think i can do this anymore.

I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over we'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

When i was 16 my life was better when i felt alive. I was outside having fun. Now i cant wait to get home so i can finish what I've started.

I never thought I'd die alone
Another six months I'll be unknown
Give all my things to all my friends
You'll never step foot in my room again
You'll close it off, board it up
Remember the time that I spilled the cup
Of apple juice in the hall
Please tell mom this is not her fault

They wont remember me once Im gone. I know it. 6 months is all it will take for them to forget me. I hope Bruce will know this is not his fault.
I wrote the letter as my hands were shaking and the tears blurred my vision.

Dear Bruce,

You are the love of my life but i cannot go on like this. I have been struggling for years now and i can no longer control my demons. Please know that none of this is your fault and i love you with all of my heart but i cannot continue to live like this anymore. Im sorry.

I love you for forever.

Y/n

The tears stained the paper as i folded it and put it in an envelope and set it on his pillow after writing his name on it. I walked into the bathroom and took out my razor, my depression medicine. Here we go. Im sorry bruce.

Bruces pov~

I had just gotten in the door and got back from the lab. I bought y/n a bouquet of flowers as a nice surprise. "y/n? Where are you babe?" i asked and heard no reply. I set down the flowers and walked upstairs to our room. Still no response. I read the letter a d felt my heart drop. I looked in the bathroom and saw a sight I never wanted to see.

After about 15 minutes i got her to throw up whatever was in her stomach and bandaged her wrists. Thankfully i got to her in time. "y/n what did i do? Im sorry i was never there for you and i should have been." she sighed and gripped my shirt her sobs slowing down. "brucey its not your fault. Im so sorry. I was selfish." i rubbed her back. "no you're not. I understand more then you think i do. Please promise me you will never try this again. I cannot live with out you. Even the other guy has taken a liking to you." she smiled and sniffed. "okay."