~3rd Person POV~
~2 months after Squippy's death and disappearance of body~
(Y/N) sat in the bathroom, rocking back and forth.
Her eyes kept darting to the cabinet.
She had told her parents she wanted time alone, so they had went to the store.
"Time alone" was key words in this household.
Ever since Squippy passed, if (Y/N) asked for time alone, then her parents would leave, going to the store or a friend's house.
Leaving (Y/N) alone in the house.
She stood up, and walked over to the cabinet.
Opened it.
Looked at the different items.
Grabbed a razor.
Walked back to the corner and sat down.
Pushed the sleeve up of her (insert musical) hoodie up.
Tracing thin lines, not cutting.
Debating.
Standing up again.
Putting the razor blade back.
Crying.
Repeated until she hears her parent's car, or until she was too tired.
She felt like a coward.
Just do it.
But she never does.
Yet.
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Fanfiction{{Sequel to 'Seriously, What's a Squip?'}} *************************************** 3 years. It's been a solid three years since Squippy died. (Y/N) could never get over it completely- his voice and looks haunted her everyday. She did things she shou...
