NaJ PJ X Fresh | HeartBroken

Chapter 4

Warning!!! There are suicidal thoughts and doings!!! 

"What is it?" Alphys asked. "Let's mess with him and break his heart!" Fresh said, a smile plastered on his face. "What? No! We can't stoop down to his level!" Fresh rolled his eyes. "I'm doing it with or without you! Are you in or out?" Alphys stayed quiet. "I'm out. We'll still be best friends, but I want nothing to do with your plan." Fresh sighed. "Fine. I'll do it myself!" Fresh and Alphys walked through the empty halls.

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PJ sat in his room alone, a tear slid down his cheekbones. "Jo! Come out! It's time to eat!" His little brother, Cil, called from outside his room. "I'm not hungry!" PJ sighed as he grabbed something from under his pillow. 

A dagger.

Bur, not any dagger, it was very special. It could destroy a soul in a matter of seconds. PJ walked to his desk and sat in the chair. He placed his hand on the desk, leaving spacing between his fingers. PJ picked the dagger up and place it by in thumb, but not in between his fingers.

PJ began to the Knife Game. He tapped the tip of the knife behind hid thumb, in front of it, behind it, in front of his index, behind his thumb again, in front of in middle, behind his thumb, in front of his ring, back the behind his thumb, in front of his pinkie, then back to behind his thumb. He repeated the process, picking up the speed as he said a song. 

"Oh, I have all my fingers

The knife goes chop chop chop

If I miss the spaces in-between my fingers will come off

And if I hit my fingers

The blood will soon come out

But all the same, I play this game cause that's what it's all about

Oh, chop chop chop chop chop chop

I'm picking up the speed

And if I hit my fingers then my hand will start to bleed"

PJ picked up the speed to an inhuman speed, not getting hurt one once. He began singing lyrics he added.

"If I bleed all out, I just might get to die!

And if I die, I will not cry and I'll finally be free!

Oh, sweet release called death!" PJ cut his hand, by his thumb. "Nice game..." PJ began silently crying. "Jo! Come out, please! I never see you anymore!" PJ didn't respond, he just took deep breaths. There was blood everywhere.

 Didn't mean to make a mess...

PJ wiped the knife and put it back under his pillow. PJ hurried and cleaned the mess up, leaving almost no evidence. He opened his room door to reveal Palette and Cil with worried faces. "What?" He asked. "You've been locked in your room all day!" Palette said as Cil nodded. "And?" PJ said as they sighed. "Wanna play the PS4 after we eat?" PJ shook his head. "What wrong?" "Nothing," PJ said blankly. "But you never turn down playing the game with us," Cil said in a worried tone. "Can we talk lil bro?" Palette said, his voice sounding serious. "I have things t-" "Now." PJ let Palette in his room. "I guess I'll leave," Cil said as he walked off and they shut the door.

"Jammy. Don't tell me you did it again... Please don't tell me you started again..." PJ stayed silent, hiding he wounded hand behind his back. "I promised Cil not to," PJ said as Palette growled, grabbing his hand. "I knew it! What the h*ll PJ!" PJ stayed silent as Palette started healing him. "I don't understand why you do this..." Palette said as he quickly healed PJ.

"Did... Did Error said that again?" Palette sat on PJ's bed as PJ nodded. Palette sighed. "Does Father know?" PJ nodded once again. "Come here." Palette patted next to him, wanting PJ to sit by him. PJ sat next to Palette. "Jammy, you really need to stop this! You're gonna get badly hurt! Just because we're immortal, doesn't mean you go around hurting yourself..." PJ sighed, not really happy about being immortal.

Palette saw how depressed PJ looked, and decided to change the topic.

"Do you like anyone?" PJ stayed silent. "Aren't you bisexual? So you like both genders!" PJ sighed as he nodded. "Ooohhh. Lemme guess who you like!" Palette got up, excited.
"Hmm. Oh! You like Undyne! She's totally your closest friend!" PJ looked as if he was going to throw up. "That's the most disgusting thing I've heard!" Palette pouted. "What about BP? He seems cool." Pallette said. "He's stupid and has no brains. I enjoy when he gets his dumb head smashed against a table," PJ said, an evil grin spread across his face. "Ok then... What about StakerGirl? She's pretty cute!" PJ made a face. "That she used to be a he. Even if I'm bisexual, doesn't mean I don't get a lil creeped out when a burrito becomes a taco." Palette sighed.

"What about the one kid. I always see you staring at him when you get the chance." "Who?" "What's his name... Ah yes! Fresh!" PJ's face exploded with a blush. "He's a dumb nerd! And he's my target for getting my phone taken away!" Palette grinned, see PJ blushing. "You totally like him," Palette said as PJ shook his head. "I can't like a nerd anyway! It's like, illegal!" PJ protested, only to have his cheekbones to become a darker magenta the more he thought about Fresh. Palette giggled at his little brother. "Stop denying! He only lives once! Get him while you still can!" Palette winked at PJ. "Oh! And try not to make immortal babies! You're only like- 17 in mortal years!" Palette left, laughing his *ss off.

"No way I like a nerd! Especially him! He's so cute and perfect... And I just want to hold him and never let go... What am I saying!?" PJ groaned in annoyance. "His eyes are so precious... His teeth look so lonely... He... Needs an *ss whooping!" PJ growled, trying to get his mind off of Fresh.

I can't believe I'm thinking of a... A nerd!

PJ still had a blush on his face as he flopped in his bed.