Garmau One Shots

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WARNING: READ WITH CAUTION. CONTAINS SUICIDE AND DEPRESSION.

[Aphmau's POV]

"Aphmau, you have to get to school mija! You're going to be late!" My mom called from outside my locked door. I didn't want to go to school. I didn't want to run into them. I hate them.

"No." I replied grimly. I heard my mom mumble something to herself outside my door, and I ignored it and grabbed my knife and cut myself. They will never like me again. I'm alone.

A tear dripped into my new cut and I winced. I cut myself again. I'm scared what they would do to me if I went to school again.

"Mija!! Come out, please!" My mom sounded like she was crying. She knew I cut. Everyone knows now that they told everyone.

They were my everything. My happiness. A shoulder to cry on. They were my forever. And they left me.

They were my best friends.

Aaron and Michi, my everything. Aaron was mine. Michi was like a third wheel. I loved them both. They left me. I started to cut, and they recorded me cutting myself and posted it on the internet. Now everyone knows. Because of them.

Those bastards.

"Fuck off mom!" I screamed at her after she told me to come out for the third time. I heard my mom cry even more, and then I heard her footsteps slowly disappear when she went downstairs.

Probably to call him.

He is my therapist, a few years older than me. He is my only friend I have left, and he is kind of a friend.

I pretend.

If I'd have friends, I'd go to school. I'd be happy. I'd have something worth living.

I don't

Cut.

The blood started to flow. I smiled.

Cut.
Cut.
Cut.
Cut.
Cut.

I lifted up my life to deliver the final blow, but that's when my door came down, and he appeared.

"Aphmau! STOP!" he yelled.

I ignored him, and he grabbed my knife and threw it in his bag. 

"I said stop."

The tears started to flow from my eyes, and I broke into a big cry. He came and sat down on my bed, and he saw the fresh cuts.

"I came too late..." 

My mom was watching from the door, and he shooed her away.

He started crying, and he grabbed some bandages out of his bag.

He placed them on my cuts. His fingers were nice and warm, and I grabbed one of them. He flinched, but continued to put the bandages on my cuts, which were gushing with blood.

"You..." I mumbled. He looked up at me.

"I?"

"You are all I have left." I reached inside his back and moved my hand around to look for the knife. He slapped me.

"Don't, please don't. I want to help."
"No one can help me." I found the knife.
I took it out.
I stabbed myself hard and well.
The blood poured out.
I smiled.
"Goodbye, Garroth."

[Garroth's POV]

I couldn't stop her. No one could. She is too depressed. She collapsed on the bed, smiling. 

It was creepy.

"Aphmau."

That's all I said before I grabbed something out of my bag.

A knife.

Aphmau's mother raced in. She looked at her dead daughter, and the knife in my hands. She knew what I was about to do.

"I can't let you kill yourself to be with her! I know you love her!"

I've loved her.

Ever since our second meeting together.

I need to be with her.

"I'm sorry, I want to be with her. I need to be with her."

Slash.
Cut.
Strike.
Collapse.

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"Hello sweetheart. I came."
"G-Garroth? You're dead?"
"I love you. I need to be with you."
Smile.
Kiss.
[Aphmau's POV]
"I think I'm in love."
"Perfect to hear, glad I came."
"I love you."
"I love you too, Aphmau."

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This was sad af I'm sorry guys you had to go through this pain.
My writing is cancer. 
Enjoy anyways!