Vik's PoV(third person)
He could hear the people in his head telling him to do it. He waned to but was scared of the consequences. What if it didn't work like last time he thought to himself. No one likes you vik. I'm your fan not friend, well I'm not even that. Haha, do it. You know you don't want to be here anymore. Do it. Finally he gave in to the temptations. He crawled towards his fathers draw where he was currently sleeping. He slid the draw open and gently grabbed the gun from the draw. He crawled back out the room and back to his. He sat for a second until they come back. Your not going to do are you. To scared. Hahaha wimp. He couldn't take it so he placed the Barrel in my mouth and pulled the trigger.
VIK WAS DEAD
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Silently crying
FanfictionRead at own risk. Trigger warnings Bad at writing descriptions so read and find out.
