The SidePack book

Im just a mess of sorry.

Hey guys it's Dean back with another chapter for you guys! A little update some shit stuff has been happening in life but who cares, and also I'm trying to get uploads back at a normal pace. Also the camp thing I went to was boring. Also fam, in regards to the shit, some really bad, like really really bad, stuff has been going on in life so if I don't update for a long period of time now that, that's why. Anyways I'll let you continue on with the oneshot. Anyways, until next time.
Dean

Pairing: Poofless
Word count: 1622

Preston's POV
"I-I'm sorry Robby. I-I couldn't stop." I said the tears stinging my eyes as they fell to my face and on my shirt stained with ablood.

"It's gonna be okay son. Just come here and we can talk about it. Let me wrap up your wrists and we can make tea and talk." Rob said with the feeling of empathy in his voice. I don't know why he cares to be honest. All I do is say sorry but I walk over to him anyways.

"I just have one question daddy. Why do you care?" You see me and Rob are such close friends he's like a dad or mentor to me. I do have a slight crush on him but I have always called him dad/daddy and he has always called me son/baby boy.

"I care because you were, no, are the best thing to ever happen to me. Preston you are my best friend. You are my first roommate. You were my first-" he had cut himself off.

"I was your first what Rob?" I asked pleadingly as he bandaged my cut wrists.

"I can't tell you. It would ruin our friendship."

"Oh. Okay." I take a sip of tea with my pre-bandaged hand as I look down feeling ashamed.

- 2 years later-

"I'm sorry Rob. I should have broken up with him after he first hit me. I didn't know what else to do!" I said tears falling as I sit in my friend robs and, now, I apartment.

"It's okay. You broke up with Lachlan now and it's better than later on in life. Now let me see the bruises so I can bandage them up." He said again with those empathetic eyes. The same eyes I remember from 2 years ago. I pulled up my sweat shirt and took off my shirt to reveal a chest full of bruises and my arms covered in scratch marks and bruises from where Lachlan scratched and grabbed me. Rob took the bandage and wrapped them around my waist and applied ice on it.

"Robby, why do you care for me?" I asked the same question I had asked 2 years ago.

"Well Preston, you are my best friend. You are my oh so loyal roommate. Your the ultimate lava p and parkour master and you are also my first-" he cut himself off just like he did all those times ago. And yet he still won't tell me.

- 8 months later -

Dear Robby,
I can't believe I'm writing this. I just want to say I'm sorry for doing this. I wasn't able to keep strong. It had to be done. I loved you. I really did I wanted you to be mine. I have ever since the first sorry. When I cut myself and I cut a vein and I started to bleed so I screamed out for you and you can rushing in. I removed when you went on a trip to Florida to visit the Merome household. I remember that week you were there with them we talked every night over Skype and you made sure I didn't do anything. I remember when we had a big fight so I went to Lachlan and me and him started to date so I moved in with him and then when I told you he was abusive you immediately let me come back and live with you. I even remember when we first moved in, heck even when we first met. I was at Minecon just walking around and I had accidentally bumped into you. We talked for a bit but you had to leave for a panel. I had looked up to you so I started my own channel. I had gotten a little bug so we started to Skype. We ended up collaborating and everyone said we were cute together. I wish it poofless could have been real. Anyways I'm dragging this on I just want to say I love you and that I'm sorry I had to do it. Please tell my viewers. I love you Rob.
-Preston/TBNRFrags

I finished the note and set it on my bed in the apartment we had shared. I started to walk out on the balcony. Rob was out doing some random stuff so I had a bit of time to do this. I had sat on the edge with the noose tied to the bottom of the railing. If I were to describe the falling it was almost like skydiving until I felt the tug of the rope at my neck but I didn't mind and then it happened it all went black.

Robs POV

I had gotten home a little early to surprise Preston. I bought his favorite food from chipotle. It was close but he also liked it. I got him a burrito and myself a bowl. I unlocked out apartment and walked in. I had saw the back door that led to the balcony open.

"Preston?" I said out loud. No reply. I walked out on the balcony and I saw it. I pulled him up as quick as I could hoping he would still live. I called 911 and told them about what happens and they were on their way. I looked around and found a note in his room.
After reading it I felt tears running down my cheeks and I heard a knock someone walk in to our apartment. I guess j forgot to lock it.

"Robert Latsky? We are here in regard due to Preston Arsement's attempted suicide."

"I'm in here." I walked out from his room and walked over to where they were pulling him on the stretcher.

"You can go to the hospital and stay in he waiting room and we will call you in for a visitation, but sir?" The woman asked.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Did you love this boy?"

"Yeah. Yeah I do love him."

"Why say do?"

"Because I still love him and I won't ever stop loving him. That's why I need him to live so I can tell him."

"That's really sweet! I hope he does live." She smiled and caught up with her coworkers and went to the ambulance leaving me here.

~at the hospital~

"Mr. Latsky?" A lady at the front asked.

"I'm right here. What do you need?" I asked with a yawn right after.

"We would like to talk to you and then you can visit Mr. Arsement."

"Okay. What do you want to talk about?" I asked walking to the room she was leading me to.

"I would like to talk about your boy-" I cute her off.

"He was just a friend." I said with a sharp tone towards her.

"I'm sorry but I have to tell you he has passed. He passed at 9:52 pm. I'm very sorry for your loss." She said it with a straight face. A face with no meaning. It's like she had said it 1 million times. I just wished she had meant it about the boy I loved and after she just walked away. I know she already called his parents and I knew they would be on their way. I know they already told his siblings. I know his siblings are in tears. I just know it. I stand up and start walking out of the hospital. The walk turns to a jog. The jog turns to a run and the run turns to a full sprint. I didn't know where I was going (cliché. I know.) but I knew I had to get away. I had to get away from everything. Tears streaming down my face and everything's become a blur. I stop, my legs on fire and aching. I turn to see where I am. Ha. I'm at the 'high bridge'. Preston named it that after we had finished a run and we shared our first kiss here and he said it had felt like he was on a high. There was also the reason that the drop was really high so I mean... I start to jog away not even wanting to think about it.

••• time skip to the apartment•••

Dear Preston,
          I know you can't actually have this but I thought I would write it anyways. It's all my sorry's. I'm sorry for yelling at you that one day in summer when you wanted to get a puppy even though the apartments wouldn't allow animals. I'm sorry for accidentally breaking that Christmas plate because I tripped over a cord you told me to pick up an hour before. I'm sorry for purposely waking you up by dumping the bucket of water on you for a YouTube video and then it accidentally getting all over your phone, charger, and laptop. Yeah that one was really bad. I'm sorry for BEASTING YOU in that one board game and then accidentally making you cry because I accidentally flung a piece of the game in your eye. I'm sorry for breaking your phone over 3 times in a row... I'm also really sorry for breaking your vlog camera... I don't even remember how I did it to be honest. I'm also sorry for never telling you how handsome you looked when we were going to the YouTube event to hand out the gaming award. I'm sorry I never told you I loved you. Last but not least I'm sorry that I have to move on.
-Rob aka Mr. Woofless/Dad