Dan Howell x DepressedFem!Reader

Getting to know him

Dan's POV

"I don't need you in my life anymore, you were just a puppet in my play" my supposed best friend scolded as he moved his black hair away from his eye.

He was smiling.

Someone came up to him as he walked away.

I wanted to warn whoever it was.

Warn them about who he truely is.

Warn them about what he will do to you in the end.

I walk up to the apartment we shared.

I open the door to find the empty memories of what I thought we were.

'Revenge' I thought.

No.

An eye for an eye, but then the world goes blind.

I look around as I gather my belongings.

These corridors full of laugter and joy.

They're now empty.

I take a match from it's box.

An eye for an eye, and the world goes blind.

I light the match and hold it infront of me.

An eye for an eye.

I hold it out.

Let the world be blind.

I walk up to his door.

The match's flame begging to either be put out.

Or to be used.

I knock on the door.

"I thought I told you to leave" I hear him say.

I stay quiet.

I walk away.

I throw the match into the sink and let it's flames be taken as water runs.

I grab my bag.

I see myself reflected onto a mirror.

Blue eyes.

The color of depression.

One of the worst colors to appear.

I look away.

And I leave.

Forever.

I make a note and tape it onto the door.

"Thank you for the memories, for the joy, the laughter, the acceptance...
That you never really meant"

I drive away from my empty home.

'Maybe he was just joking' I thought.

I seriously doubt it.

The shade of blue on my eyes is significantly strong.

I look away.

I get out of my car infront of an office.

I look accross the road and see lovely couples dining nearby.

'I wish I had that' I told myself as I sighed.

I walk into the office building, which happened to be one of the tallest buildings in the city.

No one cared why I was here.

No one saw my eyes.

Most colors there were the same.

Green, envy, as their boss walked by, or if someone better looking walked by.

Red, anger, as an employee was either fired, or reading reports.

Only two had yellow.

The boss, who'd always make himself known.

And his favorite employee.

Their toxic aura hit everyone around them like a bus.

I head to the highest point.

This.

This is it.

My final destination.

I open it's entrance.

'Do I want to die though?' I ask myself.

I stand by the edge.

I made it this far.

I guess there's no turnig back now.

I hear someone behind me.

"Go away" I state blankly.

"I'm not here to rescue you" a female voice.

"Do I look like some sort of lost cause? I see it in the reflections everyday" I keep my gaze.

"I'm here the same reason as you're here" she confesses.

"To jump" we say in sync.

I turn around to her, I notice her eyes.

They aren't blue.

They're grey.

The color of emptiness.

Hopelessness.

A cloudy sky.

Pavement.

"Your eyes..." I think out loud.

"They're..." I continue.

"Grey" we both say.

What the hell am I doing up here?

People are going worse off than me.

If I can talk her down...

"My name is Daniel Howell, and I want to make a deal with you" I introduce myself.

"No" she utters.

"If you jump, I jump" I continue.

She's silent.

Please...

Don't...

Jump...

"Deal".