One Shot Book (Danti/Septiplier)

Beautiful

~ Septiplier One Shot ~

369 Words

*Trigger Warning: Depressing Thoughts/Actions And Mentions Of Gay Slurs, Read With Caution*

Jack's POV:

"Have I never told you how beautiful you are?"

I looked up into the eyes of the red haired boy beside me, blushing. He just smiled at me, brushing his hand through my green hair. His phone buzzed and he read something on his phone, frowning.

"I gotta go home, love. See you tomorrow." He said kissing my cheek before getting up off the bench we were seated on, walking off.

Beautiful? Lier.

*1 Year Later*

I always wear baggy clothing when I'm around him, to hide how thin I've gotten. He hasn't noticed yet. Everyday I ask myself why he is still with me. I'm so ugly and fat. I don't deserve him and he deserves better than me. I'm disgusting.

New Message From Mark:

Mark: I love you, beautiful

No you don't. Nobody loves me.

*3 months later*

He always comes over, just to cuddle. Always telling me how much he loves me, how happy he is to be with me, how beautiful I am. I wish he'd stop, it hurts. The way he can just lie straight to my face. He's just using me. That's what they always say. Nobody could ever love a fat disgusting fag like me. Nobody.

*2 Weeks Later*

We've been fighting so much. He found out I stopped eating and got so upset.

"Jack I just, I love you so much, I try and tell you all the time. You mean so much to me, please start eating again. Please." He pleaded.

As if I'd fucking believe someone as perfect as him would actually care.

"Please Jack, I love you."

That was the last thing I heard before the world went dark and I hit the floor. I passed out.

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(A/N): I'm so sorry for not updating but I have such writers block right now. I hope this was ok. I'm gonna try and write more this weekend but once again I have writers block and it's awful. Trust me I've tried 4 different stories before I made this, I hated all except this. Ugh, anyways, I love you guys:)