Adult!Kenny x Reader Oneshots

Mysterion x suicidal! bullied! Reader ~ Mysterion returns (Part 1)

WARNING! Suicidal things and more in this chapter! Again based off my real life, at least some parts. This will be again a three parts one shot because I like the idea way too much. I watched many Batman movies and I got extremely inspired by them, including the Mysterion episodes. Enjoy!

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I was so sick of it. All these bullies. I hated them so much. They had made my everyday school life and my life in general hell on earth. Everytime I spoke up in class when Mr. Garisson would ask us a question, it would be the same scenario. They would snicker, laugh and look behind to my desk while I was not allowed to make any eye contact with them or the laughters would be louder.

That's why I've decided to stop saying anything during class, which made them calm down a bit. But sadly, my grades did not take that very well. Even my parents told me to 'get my shit together'.

In the lunch breaks, I was hiding on the toilets until it's ringing to go back into the classroom, where I'm always the first, doodling in my sketch book. After they would enter the classroom, they were just bluntly ignoring me for awhile as I ignored them also.

Oh, does that sound harmless to you? Let me tell you what, especially the girls kick me often on the way to school, a few times they threw my casual clothes in the gym changing rooms into the showers and into the garbage bin, so I had to walk back to class with my gym outfit, they would also call me a 'slut' 'whore' 'waste of space' and more.

On my way home, when they would have at least a bit of mercy with me sometimes they wouldn't kick the shit out of me, I was simply crying out all the pain. At night the same thing. All of the frustration wold just come out of me.

What was their problem anyways? I was just a normal teenager who went to school like everyone else. I may be a bit social awkward, but only thanks to them, making me insecure to trust people. I never harmed a goddamn fly. Never. So why me? Why do I have to endure all of this crap?

I was so sick of this school and shitty town. All I wanted to do is seeing it burn down slowly while every waste of human flesh, also known as my classmates would just die a slow and painful death. I wanted to hear their screams and enjoy myself in them. As a sign of respect, I would shit on their graves.

But I can't. I'm just too much of a pussy I guess. Everytime they bullied me I started to shake violently, trying to control myself from not taking a knife from home and murdering them in front of everyone. I didn't want to be called the 'bad person' while my classmates would just victimize themselves. I would get all the shit for it, I always do anyways.

On that day, I swore, this would be over for good. Things would finally become different. They WILL feel bad for doing all this to me.

In the cold evening wind, a chuckle escaped my lips. Strands of hair covered my eyes, nose and mouth.

Looking down from the 40 story building, I felt no fear. My endless pain would finally be gone in an instant, just like my existence. I had nothing left in this world, no one ever liked me, no one protected me, I wasn't important to anyone in this goddamn world. No one would mind if I'm gone. It would even make some people's lifes better.

I heard already many sirenes around me and gazed down. Fuck, the cops! Fuck I shouldn't have daydreamed for so long!

A cop held a megaphone and shouted into it, trying his best to make his voice reach the top of the bulding which I was on.

"Miss, come down here! Whatever your problem is, we can solve it!"

"No you fucking can't!! NO ONE can help me!! Go away you're wasting your time!!" I screamed and fearless walked a few steps back, then I run and jumped off the building, my eyes closed, feeling the wind on my body.