Leave Me Lying, Dead. (SubZeroExtabyte X Reader.)

Chapter 24: A Special Warmth

(TRIGGER WARNING AHEAD. PLEASE BE AWARE. ALSO READ A/N AFTER THE CHAPTER. THANK YOU.)

Denis' POV

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I woke up the next morning, groggy. I started to sit up but remembered Braden ws snuggled next to me. He was adorable. I slowly pushed him aside as I got up.

It looked like Alex was already up. I looked out of the window and saw him sitting on the bottom step of the ladder. I started to walk out just as I heard a small voice.

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Corl's POV

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I woke up and rubbed the morning frost from my eyes. It was kind of cold but Denis kept me warm all night.

I sat up to see Denis starting to step out of the clubhouse. I wanted to talk to him and make sure he was ok before he went out.

"Denis?" I said, maybe a little to quiet. Denis turned around with a bland expression on his face, he must have just woken up. But soon a weak smile tinted his face. I couldn't imagine what he was going through.

"Yeah, Braden?"

I got up and walked over to him. He was much taller than me. I rapped my arms around him and he hugged me tightly. I began to cry. 

"Hey, hey! What's wrong?" He said as he pushed me back to look into my eyes.

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Denis' POV

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Braden looked exhausted. I couldn't handle seeing him like this. I never stopped to think to myself bout how close he was to Elijah or Ethan.

"I think I-Im just g-gonna stay here f-for the day." He sniffled.

I looked at him with a confused look, but complied. I patted him on the head and hugged him once more before heading outside. 

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Corl's POV

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Once Denis left outside I felt cold again. Reality hit me with a cold breeze coming from the opened window. I stood there shvering in the wind as I watched Denis decend to go see Alex on the bottom of the ladder.

I felt weak. I hadn't eaten anything for over two days. This was he first good sleep I have had in days.  

I didn't want to be here. I didn't want it to just be us anymore. I almost felt like ending it right there. There was the window, just a few steps away. Landing head first would kill me instantly. No more pain, no more being scared of what will happen.

No more Denis. Or Alex. Or friends.

No more anything.

I didn't care at this point. I just wnated something to happen that wouldn't bring me anymore pain. I couldn't even stand to look at my own friend anymore. I don't understand why Denis still trusts and loves him.

I walked over to the window. My tears chilled and seemed to run from the cold air that I was leaning on. I put my arm out an embraced the freezing cold reality that I had been hidng from.

This can't be it. No.

I won't let this be it.

For a moment, I was blinded b what was best for me. I can keep lying, telling myself it will be ok. Who knows, maybe in the end Elijah and Ethan will reserect themselves. I loved Denis now. Loved him in a way that I would be scared to admit now.

This isn't what I wanted deep down, I just wanted to be happy. I just wanted to see smiles again. True ones, not the fake ones that everyone is putting on.

So, there I was.

Sniffling like an idiot and standing dangerously close to my demise.

But I was cloder to happiness. "Just force yourself out that door, and you'll be happy." I told myself. And so I did. I walked towards the ladder and made my way down. Being greeted my Denis' smile.

I was warm again. Happy. And in that moment, I knew that I would be ok. We would all be ok. And everything will work out in th-

*VRRRRRRR*

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Denis' POV

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I walked down the stairs to where Alex was sitting. He was leaned over into his hands, crying.

I sat next to him and put my arms around him, causing him to jump a little and look up.

"Alex, snap out of it. You weren't thinking straight-"

"YEAH, AND THAT CAUSED ETHAN'S DEATH! I'm a murderer, a killer. I ruined so many lives with one single move from my finger."

He sobbed into his hands, tears dripping from his fingers. I hated seeing him like this. I honestly didn't blame him. He was mislead, and he can't carry all of the weight that was put on him while he talked to Elijah and Ethan about their situation. There is obviously something wrong with his mind.

I must have sat and hugged for for 10 minutes, because by that time, Braden was walking down the ladder with a small grin. I felt a warm happiness when I was around him.

And that held, even when the worst happened afterward.

A/N

Hey everyone! I hope you liked this chapter! Again, I had to put another trigger warning. LEt me tell you, suicide is never the answer. If you are having suicidal or depressing thoughts, please see a doctor, call the suicide hotline (1-800-273-8255), or even talk o me. I can help you, or get you help. I have been in a situation like this before, and I have recieved help for it. So please, don't think you're being a burden. Anyways, let's end this on a positive note. I hope you all like the story so far and continue reading!