"I never corrected this, and I don't plan to. It' perfect the way it is. So, down below I said "PDC" But.. Ended up writting just a suicidal trigger about Pewds. And yes, this between the >" "< is what I really added to the story. Just explaining, that's all"
A/N: The lyrics had been changed for it to be PDC.Also, I wrote this on my comp a few days ago, so I have no idea if it has grammar/spelling mistakes. are with me.
Thanks, doll
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His Last Words.
Just an average boy.. He always wore a smile.
The little blond giggled as he jumped off his mother's car and into the school. His crystal blue eyes were looking for the friends he had made yesterday. A girl with long wavy brown hair with a sweet high pitched voice, a french boy with golden hair, a little boy with blue eyes who always wore a pig hat, and a very formal-looking brunet with green eyes.
Sadly, never did he find his friends—but that did not stop him from making a new one. His name was Ryan and he was as tall as him, just slightly smaller. He had big navy eyes, brown chocolate hair and a cute smile that always adorned his face.
The little brunet friend he made always made him happy, and soon the two fell in love. As shy as they were, they never confessed their feelings for each other, so they kept it to their own.
He was cheerful and happy for a short while..
— "Oh God.. Cry!" Felix screamed as he saw his beloved friend collapse on the street as he ran away from his home "Cry!" He was now panicking. "What did he do to you now?!" Felix screamed as he grabbed his friend's body.
Ryan's temperature dropped, making him worry more.
— "H-He.. I-It's all.. over now.. Fe.. Felix.."
Ryan's eyes closed and the ever so present sweet smile of his adorned his face gently. Felix stared astonished as his eyes filled with tears. His lower lip was shaking and his tears fell on Ryan's cheek.
— "R-Ryan..?.. Ryan please don't leave me! Open your eyes!"
Now he's older, things are getting colder. Life's not what he thought - he wishes someone had told him..
— "I'm so sorry Felix.." His Italian best friend said, patting his back. Felix wiped his tears from his dull eyes as he stared at the coffin where his beloved friend peacefully laid. Ryan's mother sobbed loudly, crying from her son's death.
Felix bit his lip and turned. His family stared at him with saddened eyes, knowing how much this hurt their son.
He told you he was down, you let it slip by..
— "I.. I just can't forget him.. I still cry myself to sleep.." Felix said. He was now 17 and talking with his parents. They had been worried for Felix stopped eating and rarely talked. The cheerful charm that always surrounded him disappeared a long while ago and finding bloody razors wasn't good.
— "Felix, it's been three years.."
— "I know"
So from then on he kept it on the inside.
Felix stared at his shaking hands, the blood dripping to the floor. His phone buzzed and he picked it up. — "Emo boy, 'sup?" Felix looked away and threw his phone as far as possible, the tears forming again. "If only I hadn't tell anyone how I felt.." Felix whispered and a thought crawled on his head.
