"Come with me," Brett (kazoo kid's name), whispered to you grabbing ahold of your hand. You walked with him happy but scared to see where he was taking you. When you finally reached your destination you see a beautiful creek in the woods. "It's beautiful!" you exclaimed. "Just like you," he winked but deep down you knew he was joking. Brett was in love with Hilda not you, he was only teasing you messing with your feelings. It was normal for him. You laughed at his joke, pretending it didn't hurt. You sat down on a rock right next to the small stream and Brett sat on a bigger rock next to you. You looked over at him staring at his dark brown eyes and blonde bangs covering up his forehead. You loved the blonde locks that fell down from the front of his head. "Y/N is something wrong?" he asked you. "N-no!" you stuttered turning bright red. "Good," he replied. Tears slowly fell down on your cheeks. He was so kind but you know he would never be yours. You knew he and Hilda would end up together. You knew he would never feel the same way. After all, you had no chance. Kazoo kid ran is fingers through your hair slowly, trying to show he really cared. "Please tell me what's wrong, Y/N" he begged. "I-I love you so much Brett! I love you more than there are grains of sand on a beach. I just want you to be mine but I know you love Hilda!" you sobbed. Hot tears streamed down your face. You instantly regretted confessing. What would he think of you now? Surely he wouldn't hang out with you ever again due to your feelings about him. Brett pulled you into a tight embrace stroking your back in an attempt to comfort you. "Y/N I don't like her like that! I-I love you," he told you. You smiled and grabbed his hand. Suddenly you fell from the rock and everything turned black. You woke up in a hospital bed with an IV in your arm. You saw Brett crying on the edge of your bed. You didn't know what had happened. "Brett what happened?" you frantically asked him. "Hilda tried to shoot you," he told you choking on sobs. You couldn't believe Hilda of all people would do this. She was so kind and sweet, but then again she got jealous easily and it was obvious she was into Brett. You looked to your shoulder to see white gauze wrapped around it. "They removed the bullet when you were passed out," he explained to you. "Where's Hilda?" you asked Brett, hoping she didn't get away with this. He looked to the ground solemnly. "What happened??" you pestered him. ""She- she killed herself." he whispered. "Why?!" you gasped. "Because y/n... She-she hit me with the first bullet," he cried. Your mouth dropped. He wasn't in a hospital bed and there was no sign of a wound on him. "I know you're confused, so let me explain," he choked, "She killed me first. I'm dead, and I have 24 hours til I'm reborn. I want to spend them with you." You broke into sobs. You lived and the love of your life didn't. You couldn't live without him. You took a deep breath and ripped off the gauze on your shoulder and started to dig your fingers into the wound. "Y/N!" Brett screamed before his ghost started to fade away. "uuAAGHHAGH!" you cried out. The pain was unbearable but you knew you had to do it. Tears streamed down your face you had never been in so much pain before. You dug your fingers deeper in expanding the wound. It was excruciating but you wouldn't stop. You bit your lip trying to hold in the screams. "AAAAAGHHHH AAAAAAAUUUA!" you screamed loudly. You wanted this to be over but you needed to die. You looked around the hospital room and saw nothing. You decided to rip out the IV hoping it would help kill you sooner. Suddenly an idea popped into your head. You shoved the needle of your IV down into your throat causing you to gag and choke. The IV still pumped it's liquid contents down your esophagus and it burned. Your screa,s turned to gargles as your vision became dark from the lack of oxygen. Blood started filling your mouth and you couldn't stand the pain anymore. You ripped the IV a from your throat. Your breathing was heavy and painful. You silently sobbed. Brett didn't want this, he would have wanted you to live. Even if life would be horrible without him you knew you needed to live for the both of you, and so you decided then you would.
