"I'll give you my love darling" Angel dust x Reader •ON HOLD•

Beginning

(y/n): your name

(B/f/n): best friends name

Sometimes life ain't going your way, even if you've succeeded.

A girl in a (F/c) sweater with a pants/shorts/skirt in boots was walking her way to the lockers, she puts her combination onto the lock and began to put some books away.

As she wasn't looking, she felt a sudden pain onto her head, she got hit with a small piece of thumbtack, it hit her directly onto the sharp nail. It was one of her classmates that did it and they began to laugh at her.

|(y/n)s p.o.v|

My name is Y/n, I'm currently 18 years old. I am a bit depressed, mostly from school, some of my classmates would insult me, since I never was much of a social person.

I only had one friend though, their name is (B/f/n). They'd always be there for me, but today wasn't the day.
But the person who really made me feel angry is the popular girl, Becky.
She gets all the attention, all the guys, and gets good grades from teachers, it's disgusting on how she gets it.

I only met her once and she targets me mostly, she'd insult me, bullying me, and threatening me to kill myself.
Once she poured a mop bucket on me in the girls bathroom, and it was in the mornings too.

"Hey, y/n! Think fast!" Becky yelled at me, it was lunch time as Everyone and I saw that she threw today's cafeterias lunch. Tacos but they were filled with a lot of hot sauce.

I screamed in agony, the sauce was in my eye, it burned. All I heard was everyone laughing, no one helped me, no one got to tell Becky to stop, well this wasn't really the first.

I hope she's happy later, I wish she can just leave me alone for once.
All I ever wanted was to be treated normal, I just want to be seen as a person and not as an outcast.

I had enough...

I

walked straight home, checking if my parents were here, but they weren't.
Well, that might be the last time I'd see my parents. I then began to grab the family gun that was only use for emergencies.

I went upstairs, went out the window, then onto the roof. The moon was half, and it looked beautiful, I cocked the gun and checked to see if there were any bullets and there was, 3 bullets.

"Mm, Last words?" I said to myself as I thought for a moment, "Wished I would've had (F/f) as my last meal."
I shrugged before aiming to where the bullet was going to be.

Chest? No too Painful

Stomach? How the fuck will that kill me?

But I made up my mind, the head.
I slowly aimed it to my head and breathed in slowly.
"Y/N!"

What? I looked down to see it was B/f/n!
"Yo! Why are you on the roof?" They asked before now clearly seeing what I was doing, they froze before tears began to flow.

"Y/n No! Don't you fucking think about it!" They shouted at me but I ignored them, tears were flowing my eyes as I had my finger onto the trigger.

It hurt me to see them trying to reason with me, but it was for the better I suppose. As I was about to pulled the trigger I felt a sharp pain onto my eye, oh fuck...

I was aiming for my forehead, but something wasn't right, I felt so much pain. My body was too from me falling from my roof, b/f/n went to my body and began to scream in horror.

My vision faded into darkness...

>:0 FOR FUCK SAKES I FINALLY FUCKING EDITED THIS CRINGY SHIT!

Anyways as I'm beginning honest I really don't care for this stories but I guess I'll try to edit this.