||Not the usual fanfic. This isn't smut or fluff. Just a little thing I came up with.||
||Play the music if you want, it would make more sense with it playing||
-3rd POV-
Evan stood there holding the gun to his head, in the middle of the forest. His eyes closed, with headphones in listening to a song he thought would give him motivation to actually pulling the trigger.
Pull the trigger, ain't nobody gonna do it for you. Pull the trigger; maybe, you should pull the fucking trigger.
He let out a breath of air, going over all the things that went wrong in his life. All the shit he went through, everything. His girlfriend leaving him, his friends abandoning him through his depression, parents always away getting drunk, fighting...everything.
Pull the trigger.
And he did. He pulled the trigger, the bullet landing right in his head.
His body falling to the ground, the echo of the gun shot going through the forest. Blood spurting everywhere. Dry tears on his face. Nobody would miss him anyway. Nobody could of saved him, or prevented this from happening.
It was bound to happen.
So he pulled the fucking trigger.
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It's a short story, and I don't really care. I just needed something to upload today. I'm finally in the mood to actually update shit now, but the corrupted is till on hold for now. I need to think of some things to put into the next update for it. :/ I have finals coming up next week, so I wont be uploading that much next week, like at all.
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