Vaggie's googdby letter (dead vaggie au)

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by Vagatha_hazbin

by Vagatha_hazbin

Trigger warning: suicide/self-harm

I'm sorry.
I love you all, and all of you are less of a danger than I thought you would be, Angel I'm sorry for being so harsh on you, Husk you do a good job, keep working and open up a little. Nifty girly just keep rocking, doing what you want and what you need, and keep the boys on their toes for me okay? Cherri, I'm sorry we didn't get much time together. But look after them for me okay, and keep Angel on the right path. I'm sorry I know you guys care, and I'm thankful I'm sorry to ruin it all. I don't like being here anymore it's just been a lot, too much. The work, past trauma, especially with the anniversary coming up. I guess I needed better luck, my life isn't as good as it looks or feels, I wish I could change it, be better, and never join those people. I wish I had been stronger, made better choices, and not broken my promise this soon. I don't know how much longer I can realistically do this. I love being here, but it's a pain, today's been a rough one, I didn't mean to fuck up. I just didn't know if I could do it. It hurts,

"Vaggie's?" A voice snapped her out of her thoughts, dropping her pen she lopped up at her gf. She looked down at Vaggie, big innocent eyes, she didn't realize. It brought a smile to Vaggie's face, even if it was all a lie. How could she tell her? Explain she was going to kill herself. She couldn't "Charles, what the matter?" She asked, trying to such up the tears in her eyes. "I just wanted to see what my gf was up to." Charlie's reply was so sweet and innocent Vaggie couldn't shatter that, she took a deep breath." As she did, she slowly spoke up, her voice low, almost whispering, "Baby I'm okay." She wasn't, but she didn't want to hurt Charlie, "Don't make it too late okay, promise me." As Charlie left Vaggie spoke up, her words shaky but firm. "Promise."

(Later that night 1 am)

Vaggie sat on the roof, her wings tied, speer in her hand. Or rather on her wrist. Cutting seemed to be the only thing, stopping her from jumping. "I'm sorry, please forgive me." Vaggie's eye started to sting, "what.." she felt the liquid from her eye. "What is this?" As she started to panic about the mysterious liquid coming out of her eye, she felt her vision start to go blurry, Her breathing slowed down, it was working. As her feet left the edge of the roof, her eyes closed. But before she felt herself fall an arm grabbed er