Sketo - Poisonous

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Requested by: pacified-peroxide (sorry it took so long to write...)

~Seto's POV~

I stared at the computer screen with tear-filled eyes, each hate comment felt like a stab in the heart, and not even my friends could help. All of my friends comment and tell me, "It's okay." but it's not. Not anymore. There's just more hate than love now. I can't scroll down through my comments without being spammed with hate. My eyes catch a glimpse of a comment, it's from Adam, the love he pours into the comments he makes gives me hope, a hope that is shrinking everyday.

We've been together for two months, and he's already seen the real me, the one devoid of hope, happiness, and love. But he tries. I do love him, that's not a lie. I want to spend the rest of my life with him, I'm just afraid it won't be as long as he thinks. I feel like I'm wasting my life away, like I'm going nowhere fast. Everything I do, it doesn't matter. I'm just a worthless piece of trash just here for everyone to mock till I break and slip into an endless void of depression. I might already be there, but then again, it can only get worse from here. I think about it a lot, death, but I can never actually do it, even if I wanted to. Till now.

I locked the door so no one comes in, I start thinking. Do I want a quick or slow death? Do I want to feel the pain...or numb it? There's so many ways. It's weird, when you're suicidal, how you stop and think about how you want to die. I glance over at my mirror, I could break it and use the glass. No. I look over at my window, my bedroom is on the second floor, plus there's a chance I'll live for a few minutes, till I bleed out and die. No. I could stab myself with a knife, knock over my potion shelf so it falls on me...my potion shelf! I could drink a poison potion, it won't work immediately so I'll have time to see...Adam. I can say good bye. I go over to the shelf and find the potion, not even hesitating to drink it. It tastes disgusting, which is expected, especially when the ingredients for the potion include a fermented spider eye. Sounds gross doesn't it? I can't help but shiver at the taste. I put the empty potion bottle in the trash and unlock the door, cautiously going down the stairs.

Mitch and Jerome are in the recording room playing hunger games together, Ian and Quentin are snacking on whatever they can find in the kitchen, Jason is probably outside with Jeffrey, Ty and Adam are in the living room. Ty looks over and smiles at me, I weakly smile back. Adam is looking down at his phone, a smile already on his face, he always smiles, he's always so happy. I hesitantly walk over to the two, not really wanting to bother them. But, Adam notices me and quickly grabs my arm, pulling me down to sit by him.

"Hey Seto, look at this!" He says excitedly.

I smile a little as he shows me the phone screen, some fanart one of his fans sent him through Twitter, he had retweeted the post.

"You should see how much fanart your fans tagged you in, they're really worried about you Seto." He says, putting an arm around me.

I stare up at him, "You know I love you right?" He laughs.

"Of course I do, and I love you even more!" He pulls me closer and kisses my forehead.

I smile a little and lean towards him, closing me eyes. I must have drifted off to sleep, because all I remember next is Adam trying to wake me up. I'm laying down on the couch, Adam standing above me looking worried.

"Seto? Can you hear me?" He asks.

I can't open my eyes fully, I'm too tired, but I can see the others standing behind Adam, one of them on the phone, a few of them even freaking out. I can feel my heart racing, I feel really hot, and I can't move.

"Seto, you're going to be okay, alright? I need you to stay awake for me, can you do that?" Adam says, I can tell by his voice he's trying to stay calm.

He kisses me on the cheek, I try to say something but nothing comes out.

"Adam, we need to take him to the hospital." Someone says, I can't tell who it is.

I suddenly feel cold, my heart starting to slow down, getting slower...

And slower...

Someone picks me up and carries me somewhere, I'm guessing the car. I can hear voices around me, but I can't make out what they're saying.

Everything is...quiet, only the sound of my heart slowing down, beat by beat.

I listen to it.

Thump, thump.

Thump, thump.

Thump...thump.

Thump....thump.

Thump.....thump...

Thump....

A/N I know, the ending is aweful, I'm sorry, I did my best the heart sounds... that's how ya write it right? lulz : ) I've had this one saved for awhile lol I finally finished it : ) you'll probably get another one-shot after this ;D

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