I will sing for you

Chapter Twenty-One

That picture ^ is GLORIOUS. Fraxus. Is GLORIOUS! Aaaaannnnnyyyyyywaaaayyyyyssss. I feel like the SHSL A-hole for having these little spurs of activity, and then doing nothing. I'm trying my best. So shut up. Also summer's almost over for me! Wha! No more listening to Panic! At the disco, Twenty One Pilots and My Chemical Romance whenever I feel. *ANGRY PRETEEN SCREECHES* ThE dEaTh Of BaChElOrEtTe iS jUsT aNoThEr La DeVoTeE wItH nIcO aNd ThE nInErS

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Everything seemed to be going good.

I laid on the spare bed in Yugi's house, looking at the ceiling. It was a common thing I did when I was lost in my own world. This all seemed to happen so quickly that looking back on the past events appeared to fade far away into my past. Yet again, they aching pain in my wrists said otherwise.

Sitting up, I looked at my abused flesh that I destroyed out of own self-hatred. I guess this proved was a person could do if they were pushed to far. All of this was just too surreal.

The one I loved hated me, and then cared for me again once I became a danger to myself. It almost like he only did it out of sympathy for my fucked up mind. I didn't blame him. It was hard to look at broken people, whither that be my own reflection or someone else who was hurt far worse then me.

The thought made me feel more guilty then I already was. People had it so, so much worse. And yet again, I tried to take the cheep way out to escape my problems. Honestly, how pathetic can I get?

Grabbing a nearby pillow and held it close to me as a source of comfort. A source that wouldn't think of me as anything. I guess that sounded kinda insane... not that it matters. My mental health isn't exactly at it's highest so there probably wouldn't be to much of a change.

I closed me eyes and flopped back down onto the bed. Turning over onto my side I clutched the pillow I had tighter. I wish I could just disappear, but, I had someone who needed me in their life and I wasn't about to let them down. Not again.

About five minutes past and I was on the verge of falling asleep.

Then I herd knocking and I snapped awake again, my attention turned to the door.

"H-hey uh Yami? Can I come in? I'd... like to talk to you..."

I threw the pillow I had aside and sat up on the bed. "Sure."

The door slowly opened and Yugi stepped inside the room. Something was obviously on his mind. What I wonder is what is was.

Staring down at the floor, he began to speak. "Listen I'm... I'm really sorry for what I did. I just-- I just..." A small sobs escaped his lips. "I just feel so guilty because I'm the cause of-- this! I such a terrible person!" Covering his face with his hands, he stood there crying.

I frowned. I really made him feel horrible, didn't I? There goes another point for me for fucking up a another thing in my life. Honestly, I've lost count of how many points I've received.

"It's my fault... really..." I said, my voice growing quieter the more I spoke. "I should've told you I had depression... I never wanted to sorry people with my problems... I didn't want to be a bother to every--"

Yugi wrapped his arms around me and pulled me a close to him as he possible could. "You we're never a bother Yami, and you never will be. I just to stupid to notice when people put on fake smiles."

"Your are very important to me. Don't you ever forget that. I love so much... please, never do something like that again..."

A tear slipped down my face.

And then another one.

And another.

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