The Emotionally Unstable Baguette

Epilogue

Trigger Warnings: suicide, self-harm

Narcissistic Personality Disorder.

That's what she had.

It was kind of obvious, now that you think about it. And there was no chance that anyone would have thought so badly of her if they had known.

But that's the thing, isn't it? You immediately think "I could have been better" when someone dies. That is, you do if you want to make it about yourself.

With this new realization, everyone who remained was left in a sort of shock, since they honestly thought she was just an atrocious person.

They weren't wrong, necessarily, but that's just the way she was.

However, there's no use dwelling on the past, trying to find out what you could have done differently for a different outcome; Toast was dead. She had killed herself, to be exact. But you probably already guessed that.

The thump that was barely audible? It was a chair falling over. Wheat had gone up to her room to find her hanging from her ceiling fan, and it seemed like the world was suddenly pulled out of the water, they weren't drowning anymore, and everything hit him at once and he started sobbing, crying harder than he had ever cried before.

That was the past, though, and no one could change the fact that she had killed herself. It's time to move on, think of the happy things, the times she was tolerable.

Everyone had taken it pretty heavily, and had decided to try to change themselves, become better people.

Baguette was trying to help everyone she could, sometimes just going outside and wandering until finding someone who looked like they needed someone to talk to.

Bagel was trying to build his confidence by experimenting with different things he found appealing. Right now he was rocking some blue nail polish and no one had the heart to tell him that he was terrible at painting his nails.

Wheat and Thomas were alone in their room, Wheat telling him how fucking terrified he was of hurting him, Thomas saying that he didn't care, and 'I love you's' were exchanged.

Then Thomas showed him something he had never shown anyone before, and Wheat cried and pulled him into a hug, the both of them eventually falling asleep holding onto each other like they were the other's lifeline.

So, perhaps things were starting to go pretty well. They wish Toast could have been there to enjoy this new sense of peace, but they knew that wasn't possible.

For the moment, they decided to be content with what they have, trying to remain happy, trying to forget what had happened in the room down the hall, and deciding that perhaps it was for the best.

There was always collateral damage. 

A/N: IT'S OVER! What did you think of the ending? Did you expect it?

Sorry it was only twelve chapters (plus an epilogue) long. I'm going to try to work on making longer stories, so you guys have more to read.

Google Docs says this story is about 13,920 words long. Personally, I don't think that's that bad, but I could be wrong. 

I hope you guys enjoyed the story, I know I definitely enjoyed writing it.

I have another story idea that seems pretty goddamn cool, so I'll let you know when I do that one. It'll probably be a little while since I want to do some research on the topics that will be mentioned, so don't get too excited. I don't even know if anyone will really like it.

Anyway, I declare The Emotionally Unstable Baguette COMPLETED! It's been fun, I hope you guys don't hate me too much, and have a good life.

So long and goodnight, fuckers!