Hamilsquad (a One-Shot book)

Out of the Abyss (Hercules Mulligan x Reader)

A/N: Madison please don't kill me

[Modern! High School! AU]
WARNING: mild cursing, depression, triggering content, feels, mentions of sin, mentions of death
Word Count: 1462

   It started off with the bullying.

It was constant. The idiotic, stuck-up girls would not leave you alone, no matter where you went. They were merciless, talking crap about you behind your back, ruining your repretation with other students and potential friends. They told you non-stop about all your flaws, although you didn't need the reminders- you knew your flaws very well. Sometimes, the girls would even punch you just for fun- and damn, they could punch- and their blows left some nasty bruises. Not wanting anyone to worry, you began wearing hoodies and sweatpants.

Then your grades started going downhill. You couldn't focus in any class because of all the eyes that would be on you. It made you uncomfortable. You had been an A-B student, and your parents were okay with that, for they knew you tried your best. But after the bullying started, your grades dropped significantly. When your parents received your report card, they were horrified- all Ds and Fs. Then they too became your tormentors, yelling at you and mistreating you. You never looked forward to coming home.

Then online bullies started attacking you, too. You had a musical.ly account with a solid two thousand (2,000) fans (don't judge I couldn't think of anything else), and you were content with that. But when the hate comments started rolling in, you started feeling like your life was becoming unbearable. People called you a whore, a worthless piece of trash, nothing.

Then your friends started leaving, too digusted with you to even care anymore.

Then your parents started abusing you.

Then one of your remaining friends died in a car crash.

Then the nightmares hit you hard.

It was all becoming way too much. It had been over a year since the bullying had started, and it was still getting worse by the day. You were very depressed by now- cutting your wrists and arms constantly, crying your eyes out every night, not being able to sleep. The demons in your head wouldn't leave you alone, not for a second. You closed out the rest of the world, not wanting to give them your pain. This is my burden alone, you thought. I'll just hurt them, too.

One day, you couldn't take it anymore. You had finally given up on living a happy life. You wanted to pull the plug and go into the deep black abyss that was death.

Meanwhile, one of your friends, Hercules Mulligan, had been harboring a crush on you for quite some time now. He had known you for quite a while now- about two years. He went to your school, and you two had met your freshman year of high school. He had noticed your rapid changing, and he was starting to become worried. The poor boy, he had tried to talk to you on numerous occasions, but you would just block him out or flat out ignore him.

The same day you planned to commit suicide, without his knowing, he had also planned to pay you a visit to make sure things were okay whenever you were at home.

A Saturday was a good day to die alone. Your parents were at work and wouldn't get home until late, so you had the whole place to yourself. Waking up at the early hour of eleven (11) AM, you dragged yourself out of bed to go eat your final meal of strawberry poptarts. You only wore an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants, not bothering to change out of what you considered pajamas.

After your not-so-healthy meal, you went to the bathroom to grab the pills that would end it all. Do I really wanna do this? you asked yourself.