Hollywood Undead One-Shots

Broken

{please listen to the song while reading this, it makes it a little better and gives a better understanding of the story}

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(Matt)
I slowly walked along the bustling streets of L.A, just going wherever my feet and mind take me. I don't care anymore, he's not around so I don't care where I end up.

[5 Months Ago]

I opened the door after a having a nice jog. I sighed as I stepped in, "babe I'm home, ya know you should really go out on these jogs with me, they're really relaxing" I put my phone on the counter and walked towards pur bedroom.

"Babe?" I slowly opened the door to find him dead, hanging from the ceiling. I screamed "BABE!" I found a note on the bed, I sat against the wall and read it.

Matt,
I'm sorry I can't deal with this anymore, I know you don't love me you're just using me I'm broken okay. You can't fix me and I know you never will. You've always hated me, everybody hates me. You never pay attention to when I needed you the most and you leave me behind on almost everything we do. You were only telling me lies when you said that you loved me.

Goodbye...

Dyl.

I held the note close to me "I'm sorry, I love you Dylan..."

[Now]

I put on some music to clear my head, I have a bunch of random songs in my playlist so I don't really know what's going to play. I almost cried when a song that reminded me of Dylan came on. Broken by Lund, he would always sing that song when it came on that's what got me into it.

I continued walking, ending up at the cemetery. I walked over to Dylans gravestone, I knelt down and started crying "Will you end my pain? Will you take my life? Will you bleed me out? Will you hang me out to dry? Will you take my soul in the midnight rain? While I'm falling apart? While I'm going insane?" I sang out.

I continued crying, he broke my heart and I buried his. I missed him so much, I wanted my Dilly back and I couldn't do anything. I fucked everything up, it's all my fault, I never meant to make any of this happen. I didn't mean to ignore Dylan, I'm not good when it comes to relationships.

I missed him so much, can we change the grave? (Kudos to who can guess that song) I would do anything to be six feet below and Dylan be standing over me. I deserve to die not him.

I got up and walked home. Not caring on what I do anymore.