why wouldn't we ♡ bxb

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REQUESTED BY: A good friend of mine.
SHIP: ZORBYN/CACH
TITTLE: AND NOW HE'S GONE
WARNING: TRIGGERING ALERT

Why did he had to leave me??
I loved him, he was my everything, he was my Corbyn.
But he left.
He left me.
Corbyn is gone.

I keep thinking this over and over, walking around my room when my feet hits something. I kneel down and take the little book on my hand. At first I don't recognize it, but when I open the first page, it all hits me.
It's Corbyn's diary.
I sit down on my bed and start reading it.
I start from the beginning, but there are just normal things so I flip the pages until a paper falls from it.
I grab it and open it.
Then, tears start streaming down my face.
I can't believe what this is.
A suicide note.

I swear from my heart, warn my dead soul is not a threat, it's a lie that ended being truth. I left the door wide open and a note half written, read with difficulty goodbye Zach and the band, it read in it.
I went out barefoot, without strength, unwillingly I imagined myself on the floor, dead, no one was crying.
I walk around a lonely street, everything is dark and it's raining. The lamppost watch me and the passage of time hurts me. The the edge of my blade squeezes me, I will reach the end by the easiest way.
Life isn't pretty.
I only want to be alone now, in a labyrinth without exit.
I already gave up on searching help in god. Now I speak with my conscience, she tells me to pull the trigger but I'm scared to say goodbye.
Sorry, if I failed any other time, I've seen the shame on the mirror Zach.
Please forgive me, I beg!
I do not know if I can explain myself.
I'm sitting on the edge of a railing, on the seventh floor but, I'm already dead, in the inside and I'm tired, done with living running always from my past. I was coward, I gave up and more than one time I was just about to.
Dot in my notebook and done with my story, I no longer fight.
Blank pages, dyed red of my blood.
I don't deserve any tear.
My suicide note is late.
I signed a document with Satan.
To break free I just have to jump.
I jump, I jump into a void that never ends.
My life goes through my eyes and times stop for not seeing my face any longer, shoot me!
My soul shouts to get out of my body now.
But I'm already dead, and now, there's not going back.
Loving someone that doesn't love you back it's hard.
But I don't blame you Zach!
I will love you wherever I am.
Don't ever forget that.
-Corbyn

He loved me back?
I was blind, and now he's gone.

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A/N: This chapter was inspired on the song "Nota de suicidio" by Porta.
For Corbyn lovers, I'm really sorry.
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