Janiel Oneshots

Tried to Leave

HUGE TRIGGER WARNING

3rd Person

"Dear Daniel,

I'm sorry. I guess that's how all of these letters start. I am sorry though. I'm sorry that I'm doing this. Before you start to think, this was not your fault. You were the best thing that ever happened to me. You were my will to live. But things just got to hard. My mom overdosed, the hate comments, Manny doing what he did, and much more stuff was going on that you didn't know about. I was scared to tell you, because I guess I didn't want to be judged. But, I started drinking Daniel. I was fed up with everything that was happening. So everytime you leave for work, I would get the bottle under my bed, and drink. I couldn't help it. That's why whenever you came back, I was asleep. I'm so sorry. I should've told you. I don't want to turn out like my mom. I don't want to treat you the way my mom treated my dad. I love you Daniel. But it's my time to go. I need to leave this world before I cause it to fall in front of me, and everyone else I love. I would only cause you trouble if I stayed. I love you so much Daniel. I'll see you again someday. And please, move on. I want you to be happy. As we always said, Don't Wait. Te Iubesc.

-Your Prince, 

Joseph Michael Graceffa

Joey finished what he was writing as the several tear drops fell onto his paper. He sat on the side of the filling tub, and sobbed. He folded up the paper, stood up, walked downstairs, and placed the note on the kitchen table, as Daniel would be home soon. He rushed back upstairs and went back into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door. He took the razor blade and placed it on the side of the tub. He got in, and sank into the tub, and cried.

Daniel was in his car two minutes away from home. Before he had left this morning he found three empty alcohol bottles under his bed, whilst looking for Storm's toy, and he wanted to confront Joey about it. He was going to try and help Joey stop. Daniel pulled into the drive way.

Joey has hurt himself before, and Daniel found out about it. Daniel helped him through that process the last time. But it was almost to late. 

Joey lifted the razor blade in his hand and held it to his wrist. He looked closer to the blade and written on the side in sharpie was, "I love you Joey," Joey squeezed his eyes shut, and let out a sob. Daniel knew there was a possibility that this would happen. Yet anyway, Joey held the razor blade to his wrist, and applied pressure to his wrist, and let the blood pour out. He did this three more times, and made deep slashes.

Daniel walked into his house and was a bit confused that Joey wasn't passed out on the couch.

"Joey!" Daniel yelled throughout the house, placing his keys on the counter. He walked into the kitchen and his eyes met a note on the counter top. He knew. Daniel knew without even opening it. He's tried this before. His heart stopped and he ran upstairs into the bathroom. He banged on the door.

"Joey! JOEY! Please p-please open the d-door don't do this a-again!" Daniel sobbed, banging his fists on the door. He heard loud sobs on the other side, which caused him to cry even harder. He quickly ran downstairs.

He grabbed the master key off of the hook in the mud room, and ran upstairs back to the bathroom. He fumbled with the key until he finally unlocked the door. He busted it open to see, Joey in the bathtub surrounded by, blood red water, his slit wrist, and him sobbing uncontrollably. Daniel screamed at the sight, and ran to his beloved boy, and lifted him out of the water. Joey thrashed, screamed and kicked.

"NO! NO YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO LET ME GO!" Joey sobs, kicking in Daniels arms. Daniel holds him close to him, tightly.

"I'M NEVER GOING TO LET GO! EVERYTIME YOU TRY THIS I'M GOING TO KEEP FIGHTING FOR YOU!" Daniel sobs back. Daniel rushes downstairs and places Joey on the couch, blood getting everywhere. Daniel reaches into his pocket, grabbing his phone and quickly dials 911.

"911 whats your emergency?" The dispatch asks.

"M-My boyfriend, h-help please, he t-tried to kill h-himself," Daniel sobs, his lip quivering like crazy. He hears Joeys sobs behind him, which breaks his heart.

"Okay help is on the way," The dispatch says.

"T-thank you," Daniel says and hangs up. He runs over to the kitchen counter and grabs paper towels, wrapping them around Joey's wrists. He pulls Joey into his arms, as they both sob. Daniel rocks him back and forth, his anxiety sky high.

"I'm s-s-sorry D-danny," Joey sobs. Daniel shakes his head and squeezes his eyes shut.

"Shhhh.... baby boy, it's okay, don't talk your wearing out your energy," Daniel tries to calm Joey, keeping his own sobs in. He kisses the damaged boy on the lips, salty tears colliding with Daniels lips.

"I love y-you," Joey whimpers, his eyes slowly trying to shut.

"N-no, baby boy, d-don't shut your eyes, d-don't," Daniel protests tears falling down his face. Suddenly the boys hear sirens in ear shot. Daniel cracks a small smile and looks down at Joey, to see his eyes barely open.

"Hey! Open your eyes, t-there here, open y-your eyes, you gonna be safe, your gonna live," Daniel coos.

The care team walks through the doors with a stretcher, and grab Joey out of Daniels arms. Daniel gets up, grabs the suicide note off of the counter, and follows the men, into the back of the ambulance, never letting go of his precious boys hand.

-Paris

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