You Complete Me (Toby Turner Fanfic)

THIS STORY IS VERY SAD! It does involve self-harm so JUST A WARNING. I decided to create a more gloomy Toby Fanfic because the Fanfics that I have personally read so far never touched on the possibility of Toby being UNHAPPY where he is now and how his life has panned out so far. I know, I'm kind of a negative Nelly. Don't tear me apart!

**This is my first story ever so it may be short and absolutely cliche! WEEEEE.

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I drag myself out of my car and into my house I throw myself onto the couch and just lay there staring at the ceiling. I start to think about how far I've come in life and realize that my life is pretty disappointing. I lost all enthusiasm long ago and the only reason I upload to my 3 channels is because I get paid.

"What do I do after my Youtube career ends? I've got nothing to fall back on and this can't last forever. I'm almost 30 and I've got no family of my own, I haven't settled down like my parents want, and my life is going nowhere," I think to myself.

Remembering, I quickly look at the clock and see it's already 9pm.

"Ugh, I haven't done a LazyVlog yet today," I say to myself.

I take my iPhone from my pocket and click on the camera app and switch to video. I hold the front-facing camera up to Gryphon's face and press record. "AUDIENCE, WHA? What are you doing staring at Gryphon" I say in my Gryphon voice. With a plastered-on smile and fake enthusiasm, I talk about the upcoming Tobuscus game and the new Mini Minotaur plush toy I've just created. After a couple minutes of rambling, I shout my outro and hit the record button again to stop recording. After recording, I shove my iPhone back into my pocket and my plastered-on smile settles back into it's usual frown.

I sulk to my bedroom and flop down on the bed and fall asleep. I wake up to sound of lawn mowers and leave blowers.

"Fucking neighbors," I whine.

I look at the clock and see it's 6am. i moan in frustration and get up and walk towards the bathroom. I strip off my clothes and step into the shower. I turn on the water, and let it run down my back and shoulders. I take the razor blade from the shelf in my shower and create a new wound on my right wrist. I let the water run down my wrist, creating the water at the bottom of the bathtub to turn a slight red color. I finish my shower and wrap my lower body in a towel. By now the bleeding usually would have stopped, but this time it kept bleeding profusely. I put pressure on it and put a bandage over it and walked out of the bathroom. I quickly put on a long sleeve shirt, as it was a bit chilly despite it being summer, and shorts. As I made my way to the kitchen, I began to feel dizzy. I gripped the counter, trying to keep myself from collapsing on the floor. My legs began to shake and my grip faultered from the counter, grabbing for anything to hold onto, bringing a pan down with me. I felt my head hit the tile and then everything went black.

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Did anyone like it? Is anyone reading this? I know it's kind of sad and I might have messed up your feels, sorry. I was in one of those sad moods(Thanks 'Where I Stood' by Missy Higgins) that I'm sure we all expierence so it kind of rubbed off on my writing, heheh. This is my first ever story so my writing kind of sucks. I'm really writing this story chapter to chapter so I don't know how long this will be and I PLAN on finishing it but I tend to never finish anything I start .-. I just want to see if anyone actually likes this before I continue... ****PLEASE GIVE ME FEEDBACK! I'LL GIVE YOU A COOKIE(:****