Under A Galaxy Blanket (a Natsuki X Yuri fanfiction)

chapter 8: mondays suuuuck

(warning: deals with, suicidal thoughts, and suicide image's. (lol like that's new in the world of ddlc.)Oh and before we start... GET BETTER SOON LYRIA LOVE YOU GIRL (friend way of love. I may be a lesbian but I don't like you like that. SORRY I LOVE A DIFFERENT WAMAN!!!)

Monika's POV

Oh dear lord this story is getting out of hand. I need to do something quick. Hold on. W-WHATS HAPPENING!??!! WHY IS EVERYTHING BLACK?!! Sakura suddenly appeared in front of me. She bent down and grabbed some sorta ob- HOLY MOLLY ITS A GUN!!! A messed up piano began to play in the background. She smiled with tears suddenly coming from her eyes. She put the gun to her ear. She suddenly shot herself, blood coming down her head. I felt tears streaming down my face. I looked behind me to see Yuri. She grabbed a knife out of nowhere. She stabbed it multiple times in her chest. Yuri's eyes quickly fluttered to the sky as she fell down. Dead. I felt even more tears coming down my cheeks. I tried to look away. I did to only see Chey. She grabbed a bottle out of her skirt. She poured out sevean pills and put then in her mouth. She swalled hard. A few seconds later she was vomiting. She soon vomited blood. Her Neko tails soon broke off as her head started bleeding out. The tail wrapped itswlf up and broke off. Blood came out. She then died right then and there. (Hey it's ddlc I think of death and suicide most of the time when I hear ddlc.) Natsuki- emerged from the dark. Her eyes popped out blood ran down from her sockets. Then she snapped her neck smilling. Tears streamed like a waterfall. She fell down to her knee's. She died right then and there. But then I remembered Sayori. I looked behind me. She was hanging there. She wasn't dead yet. She looked at me and smiled. "M-Monika...I wasn't meant to be here was I...? Hehe your dreaming. Pl-please don't think I died...cause of...y...y...you." she said as her eyes became dull. Her face became pale. (lol I don't know how to spell today.) "MONIKA!!!" Sayori yelled and I was back in my reality. Everything was back to normal. (The squad is in two of the same classes. For there school schedule read till the end.) Chey was doodling something. Looks kinda like a toaster. Yuri was reading from her book. Sakura was writing on her phone. She said screw school. And Sayori was waving her hand in front of me. I realized I was crying in my sleep. That felt to real. Sayori hugged me smiling. "It's okay it was just a bad dream." I hugged her back. The teacher didn't bat an eye. (Best teacher 2018-300000!!!) Chey got done with the toaster and showed me. OH ITS NOT A TOASTER IT'S ME AND SAYORI!! Just wow.

{Le time skip}

Chey's POV

My God dang arms hurt. I snapped a peice of lead off my mechanical penciel and ate it. I've been doing this for awhile now. I hot sick from doing this but who cares. I've been doing it during class. The day was short cause the teachers didn't really teach just sit there on their computers. But I did doodle all my OTP's so yeah that's great. (WARNING: this has to do with major plot...and it's hella dark.) "CHEEEEEEY!!!!" Everyone yelled as I was walking on the streets. My rainbow bow flowing through the wind. My arms felt a sharp pain running through them. They fell onto me. Sakura fell on my arms and everyone on top of Sakura. "OWWW!!!" Everyone looked at me. Usually I can suppress their weight. They looked at each other wondering what happened. "Is your arm okay?" Sayori asked and touched my arm. "OW!!! STOP IT!!!" They all looked at each other and nodded. They pulled up my sleeves. My razor blade fell out. They didn't notice but they did see my arm. Covered in blood. Some we're scabs by now. I quickly pushed everyone off. I grabbed my bag and razor blades and quickly sped walk to the woods. I found an open spacious area with lots of colorful flowers. I hid behind a bush and threw the razor blade in the flowers. Tears flowing down my cheeks. Like dark puddles. When I write a poem. RIGHT MY NOTE!!! I always read my note before anything. I grabbed it out and readed it alouded. "Details. A facial deatil, cut. A grade detail, F in other words, cut. My personality, cut. Three bleeding wounds. Having doing this for awhile, this pain. The small details feels awful. But this is the only way. My animation skills, cut. My weight, cut. My acting skills, cut. Six cuts bleeding down my arm and into the puddle. Ugly cut, fat cut, stupid cut, untalented cut, unlovable cut. Eleavn cuts. My arm is now covered in all my battle scars. All those rumors only make the blood puddle bigger. The rumors hurt. They hurt me. Exorcisms seem pointless now. They are in my head. And if I get rid of them I'll be a broken lifeless doll. Only way to solve this is more blood." I finished my awful note, the symbolism of my everyday life. They aren't going to stop are they. Well I guess I'ma have to ask Monika for a tiny favor later  R@GH¶?!!!

(Lol don't worry I don't have that many cuts. Only one, anyways here's the schedule

Sakura
1: art
2: math
3: science
4: writing
5: launguge arts
6: history
7: music (cause Monika forced her cause Monika wanted a music buddy.)

Chey
1: art
2: science
3: history
4: writing
5: math
6: launguge arts
7: animation

Yuri
1: art
2: launguge arts
3: math
4: writing
5: history
6: Poem writing
7: science

Natsuki
1: art
2: baking
3: launguge arts
4: writing
5: science
6: math
7: history

Monika
1: art
2: history
3: science
4: writing
5: math
6: launguge arts
7: music

Sayori
1: art
2: science
3: math
4: writing
5: launguge arts
6: sewing
7: history

Lol there ya go made up schedules. Kk I'm off CYA!)