The Trip ( A Mashley Fan-Fiction )

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So fuck this happened ;-; like wut nui like this is what happens when I write when I'm depressed.

DO NOT AND I REPEAT DO NOT READ THIS IT HAS LIKE x9000 TRIGGERS MAN WHAT HAVE I DONE TOTALLY FIXING THIS WHEN I'M NOT DEPRESSED.

My grandma died yesterday morning so that's why I'm really sad ;-;

No editing cause yo I sobbed writing this.

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Chapter Thirty

Ashley's POV

"So Mitch, how are you really?" I asked laying my head on his shoulder as Supernatural started playing on Netflix.

"I'm better now that I have you." Mitch wrapped both of his arms around my waist as I looked up at him.

"Always the charmer." I said as Mitch nodded.

"Although I haven't been feeling that good." He sighed I pushed myself up looking at him.

"I don't like being here... Nor do I like the way I've been feeling." Mitch sighed again pulling his arms away from me.

"What's wrong?" I watched tears start to form in his big brown eyes.

"My thoughts are eating me alive." He muttered as tears began to fall down his face.

"What about your pills? I thought they were helping?" I asked as Mitch shook his head.

"I can't seem to get rid of any of them anymore Poofy."

"Then you just need happy thoughts." I smiled wrapping my arms around his skinny waist.

"Going to need over nine thousand of them." Mitch said as I giggled.

"Over nine thousand?" I questioned as Mitch nodded.

"Over nine thousand!" Mitch exclaimed.

"Okay okay." I said as I unwrapped my arms from his waist laying back down on his bed. Mitch sighed laying his head down on my chest, I brought my right hand up and started running my hand through his hair.

"You need a hair cut soon." I said looking at the tv in front of me.

"Don't tell me what to do." Mitch grumbled as I laughed.

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I woke up with a sudden coldness to my skin, my Mitch was missing. Pushing myself up I looked around the room, "Mitch?" I spoke out, no answer.

"Pushing myself out of bed I opened Mitch's bedroom door walking downstairs I looked in the living room, nothing. Walking into the kitchen I saw pills scattered on the kitchen counter, my heart dropped. Walking back upstairs I pushed open the bathroom door to see Mitch sitting on the bathroom floor his wrists bloody, "Mitch!" I exclaimed latching onto his fragile body. He slowly looked up as I looked at him his eyes held nothing but sadness.

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Mitch POV

I sighed as I pushed myself up from my bed, opening my door I walked downstairs to grab something to drink. Walking into the kitchen I saw Kyleigh fumble through some pills, "Kyleigh?" I asked as she turned a around her face was red and puffy along with blood dripping down her leg.

"Mitch..." Kyleigh started as I felt my heart drop, "Your supposed to be sleeping." She mumbled turning back around pulling out a bottle of pills.

"I can't sleep Kyleigh." I said walking over to her.

"That makes two of us." Kyleigh mumbled opening the lid to some pills, I gripped her wrists as she looked at me.