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Don't Ever Leave (Assassins X Depressed!Suicidal!Reader)(Modern)

Sadness.

That's what I feel.

Thoughts.

That's all I hear.

Anger.

A fire burning deep inside.

Depression.

My only downside.

Do it, (Y-n). Do it,  a voice screamed. The cold blade of the knife was pressed against my wrist, sending shivers parading up my spine.

A few tears slipped down my face as I knew this was my end. My life flashed before my eyes. And suddenly, I remembered everything.

My mother, pushing me on the swing, her (m-h-c) hair dancing freely in the wind.

My father, buying me ice cream to make up for the time I was feeling in the dumps.

My friends talking about what they did last weekend and their grades on the stupid math quiz.

Everything I ever loved, it all came back.

But now wasn't the time for reflection. It was a time for rebirth, for anew.

It was my death.

My grip on the knife handle became quaky as I quivered in fear. Slowly but surely, I slide the metal across my wrist, pressing down very hard.

My vision burred, signifying blood has spilled out from where I cut.

"(Y-n)? (Y-N)!!" A strange voice called. I mumbled a meek 'goodbye' before death loomed over me, caving me in darkness.

Out of nowhere, it became bright, and I covered my eyes with my hand to prevent blindness. I squinted, too.

"I-is this...H-Heaven?" I whisper-called, but not a soul dared answer.

"Yes, sadly," an ominous and emotionless voice spoke from above, "But you are not set to die today, (Y-n). You will live again. You will wake soon." My eyes widened, and I became frantic.

My hands went to my hair in an attempt to coo myself, though to no avail. I tried to tell myself I'm just dreaming, that this isn't real. But it is. And I can't change that.

I gasped and shot up from where I sat snug in a hospital gown. Around the room, startled heads shot up as well. They ran to my bedside, anxiously awaiting the time they get to converse with me.

"(Y-n)! We were so worried, mon amour!!" Arno claimed, hugging me tightly. I felt as if I would pop.

Tears rushed out of my eyes and I hugged back desperately.

"You had us scared shitless! Don't ever leave us like that again, (Y-n)..." Edward confessed, hugging me tighter than Arno. Soon enough, all the Assassins he in and left their pride in the dust to hug me one by one.

"You cut yourself..... Why, Bella?" Ezio asked, causing me to tear up. I covered my face with my hands.

"Because Ezio... No one loves me...No one cares... I'm better off dead than taking up air for you guys...." I began sobbing silently. The Assassins tried to calm me with words of encouragement and stroking my arms.

"Oh (Y-n)...We love and care for you so much. Why do you think we are here? We don't want to see you hurt like this. It breaks us. It cuts us deeper than that knife ever will." Altaïr stared right into my eyes as he spoke, letting me know directly what he said. The Assassins all nodded in agreement.

"Don't ever leave us alone, (Y-n)." Connor said, frowning ever so slightly. He hesitated at first but soon hugged me. Not as tightly as Edward, though it still felt nice. Especially since Connor never let anyone so much as pat his shoulder. Knowing this while he hugged me, I think it's a high honor.

While I was in the hospital, Ezio, Connor, Edward, Altaïr,  Arno, Jacob and Desmond stayed with me the entire time. I mean, the entire time.

The feeling of knowing someone still cares was an amazing sensation. It made me hopeful that I can bounce back.

And I did.

I wrote this chapter to let you know you're not alone in this fight. I'm fighting with you, believe it or not. I'm in counseling for my conditions, too. Please don't self-harm. It hurts people who care about you. It hurts them more than you. You've got so much to live for. And I know you're thinking how cheesy this is but I want you to know how amazing you really are. You are loved, you are beautiful, and you're not alone. I want to see you smile today. Don't let negativity get to you, just smile.
Get help if you need it, don't wait. Don't sit and say how you don't need or want help, because the truth is you might need it sooner or later. Do yourself a favor and help ensure your future. I have faith in every single one of you. You will feel happiness.

[EDIT] 

hey guys just to prove my point I got better so if you're depressed or anxious or anything ANYTHING at all you can get help and you will get better I swear on my life you will.