WARNING: Well some depressing shit (I don't smoke like him in the story. I don't hurt myself that much) from my life, passed down to Abel.
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•Your POV•
Me and Alfred got out of the recording room and back outside of the glass wall.
"You guys did great!!" Eric fawned.
"Thank you!" I smiled kindly, Alfred following behind me. "W-Wait, where's Abel?" I panicked.
"Oh, he headed to the washroom," Todd said with a grin, "Also, you guys were awesome! We already have a lot of reviews for the show today!"
"Thanks, but... Seriously? He went to the washroom and stayed there for like, half an hour?" I raised my brow at him.
Alfred was talking to his boss Eric while Vic and Todd were just chatting about the past days.
"I'll go find him," I muttered under my breath and went to the nearest washroom.
"Abel! Abel, where are you?!" I shouted throughout the halls.
I arrived to the nearest washroom and knocked on the male's door.
Was anyone there?
I don't think so...
I opened it slowly, not to intrude. I saw Abel leaning against the sink, smoking on his pipe and crying. He cried silently, not a loud sob, just some sniffling.
As soon as I saw this, I ran to him and slapped the pipe down from his hand...
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•Abel's POV•
I have to stay strong. I have to stay strong until (y/n) goes back to be with America.
I sniffled a bit and let out smoke from my mouth, putting the smoking pipe back on my mouth.
"ABEL!!" I hear a girl voice shout.
(Y/n)...
My eyes widened and she tackled me to the wall, slapping the pipe out of my hand, "(Y-Y/n)! What are you doing here?!"
"You tell me! Why are you hurting yourself like this?! Wait... Take off your jacket..." She whispered at the last sentence.
"(Y/n), I'm sorry. I won't do it agai-"
"Give me your jacket!" She screamed at me, tears staining her face. No, it wasn't a cry of worry. It was guilt.
I slowly took of my jacket I always wore, leaving me with my black shirt with the Dutch flag on it.
"Oh my god..." She muttered, "Why are you doing this to yourself?!"
I didn't want her to see me like this...
"I'm sorry..." I muttered, grabbing my jacket back and putting them bet my light scars. I didn't want to cut deep, I still had something worth living for...
"Don't do this, Abel!" She hugged me and cried on my chest, "You can't be hurting yourself like this!"
"And who would care?!" I shouted back, sounding like fear to her. I wanted to defend my reason.
"I would!"
"No you wouldn't!"
"What are you talking about!? Abel... Did you know...?" She asked, looking up to me with tears overflowing out.
"Yes. I did," I glared with small droplets of tears on the corner of my eyes.
"Abel... I know it's wrong do me to still love him but I'm trying-"
"You're not! You're forcing yourself and that'd just hurt you more! I can't stand to see you in this state..."
"And I can't stand to see you in this kind of action!"
"Why? Why can't you?! You love someone else, but can't you see that I'm supporting that either way?! If you're happy, I'm happy as well, but don't do the same for me!"
"I'm trying to stop thinking about him, ok?! Isn't that what love is? Trying your best to love someone? Even forcing yourself and thinking to ways to love a person?!"
"No... It's not..."
We stood silent for a while, (y/n) hugging and sobbing on my chest. "These aren't tears of guilt, these are tears of worry, ya know?" She whispered.
"No... I didn't know..."
"I'm so sorry, Abel... Just don't do this ever again... Promise me, please. And if I get back together with Alfred, please don't end your life just there. I know you could do so many beautiful changes to this world..."
"I promise..." I got wrapped my pinky finger around hers and sealed the promise.
"Let's get out of here and buy ice cream," She looked up at me and smiled, "My treat!"
"Sure," I wiped her tears away and held her hand.
After the unexpected even, we headed out to buy some ice cream...
After all of the pain, I believe that my heart is slowly opening...
To Be Continued...
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EVERY CHARACTER IN THIS BOOK IS PROBABLY DEPRESSED U H M
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