(POV: You)
You lay.
You're in a ball.
Cramping, suffering, pain.
Will Jimmy be able to win?
Will he?
Cramping.
You fell so sick.
Your stomach knots up tight.
You fell your heart pump hard and fast.
Scream.
Wailing.
You can't take it,
The pain pulls you far down,
You don't know where you are at.
Jimmy? Are you there? Johnny, too?
Crying
Death wish
Said in your head
Repeated over and over
You want to be killed so, so bad
Jimmy
Jimmy
Your one true hope
"He will save me, he will.
He's going to kill him.
He'll kill Maxwell Acachalla.
He must."
Laughter
It is scary
It isn't his sweet laugh.
It's so, so far from it.
It is an insane cackle.
Frightful.
Suffer.
It's what you do.
Everything wants you down.
Everything wants you to just die.
Quiet?
Quiet
The world's silent.
No one moves, not at all.
Everyone saying nothing is
Scary
No pain.
It is all gone.
You relax, you feel nothing, not
One thing at all. It's - it is a
Blessing.
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I know this chapter is A: different, and B: short, but I figured I'd give cinquins a shot using the centered text tool. I doubt I'll do this again. Anyway, I'd just thought I'd let you know that the next chapter should make up for the shortness of this one, and I'll try not to add notes like this to the end anymore. I don't like doin it, but I kinda had to.
Anyway, have a great day!
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Love and Knives (Johnny Ghost/Jimmy Casket X Reader)
Fanfiction~Before you read it, please know that this story is pretty old. I didn't quite have the right idea of how to really write a full on story, which is part of the reason it it 75 freaking parts long. There are some things that are a bit underdeveloped...
