Better Off Without Me

Chapter 3: Suicidal secret

Poco got up and checked to see if Mortis was still breathing, thank goodness he was.

"Who would do something like this? Why did someone do this? He's the sweetest little thing, he wouldn't harm anyone." Poco said as he started to cry a bit.

"Whoever did it, obviously, hates him." Bull said.

"That's, like what, everyone! It would be difficult to find who did this to Mortis!" Poco said.

Mortis started to gain consiousness. His eyes slightly opened.

"P-Poc-co..?" Mortis said, he was still very weak.

"Mortis! You're awake!" Poco said happily as he hugged him gently.

Hugging back weakly, Mortis was happy to see Poco. Bull joined in on the hug, so did Colt. They were so happy Mortis was awake.
In the afternoon, Colt went to everyone, whom were in the gem grab event, to ask them questions.

"Tell me, were you where Mortis was when he was attacked?" Colt asked Crow.

"No! Where would you see me next to that weird, vampire creature?!" Crow said.

As Colt walked around, he noticed Shelly was happier than usual. He grew suspicious of her.

"Shelly seems to be happy... A little to happy. Maybe she's happy about almost killing Mortis." Colt thought.

"Hey! Shelly! May I ask you a few questions?" Colt asked as he made his way to Shelly.

"Hm? Oh, sure!" Shelly said happily.

"Do you know what had happened to Mortis yesterday?" Colt asked.

"What? He was attacked?" Shelly said, she was obviously lying.

"Yes. Now, where were you when he was attacked?"

"Home, I was at home!" Shelly quickly said.

"Intresting... Why are you talking so quickly? Are you nervous about something?"

"What, no. I'm not nervous about anything!" Shelly nervously laughed.

"You are nervous, but about what? You are aware Mortis was almost killed, right?"

"Wait, really?!"

Colt noticed the grin that grew on Shelly's face.

"So, it was you."

"Yeah, and what are YOU going to do about it."

"Meet me in showdown tonight. We're going to settle this in a brawl."

Colt made his way back home, he knew he was most likely going to lose that fight, but he was going to fight for Mortis.
At home, Poco was helping Mortis walk. It was slow, but he was happy Mortis was trying. Bull, also, was helping Mortis walk, he was making sure Mortis doesn't fall and hurt himself more.
After a good hour or so, Colt made it back home. Mortis was able to walk on his own without help. Poco went to Colt, Bull stayed near Mortis.

"Who was it?" Poco asked.

"Shelly. It's just going to be me and her tonight, I'm fighting her for Mortis." Colt said.

Mortis's stomach growled.

"You hungry Mortis? I'll cook something for you to eat!" Bull said, he wanted to make sure Mortis was as happy as possible.

"N-No, I'm fine. I'm not that hungry." Mortis lied, but convincing it was.

"Are you sure..?" Bull asked.

Mortis nodded, in reality, he was very hungry. He's been starving himself, no one has left any food they didn't want to eat, everyone has been eatting all their food. Even if it was lunch or dinner, Mortis would normally eat the left overs, even if it wasn't much. Since no one's leaving food uneatten, Mortis has been starving. He hasn't eatten in days! Not really anyone cares about Mortis, except his friends, he doesn't eat as much as he used to. He's noticably thin, but since Mortis is normally slender, no one really notices.
Bull hugged Mortis. Mortis hugged back.
It was getting late, Colt was waiting for Shelly at the showdown event, which was dune drift. Shelly made her way to fight Colt after she ate her dinner. Mortis noticed Shelly left, very little, leftovers. He grabbed Shelly's plate and ate what was left.
After what seemed like forever, Shelly finally made it to brawl with Colt. They both started to shoot at each other. Each time they got their super, they used it on eachother. It was a long battle, plus there weren't any poison clouds.
The sun started to rise, Shelly had won. Colt was bleeding from each limb while Shelly had dodged every single one of Colt's attacks. Both Shelly and Colt started to make their way home.
When the two got home, Poco ran to Colt and took him to his room to bandage him up. Mortis was in his room, lying on his bed. He had change to a different hoodie. This time it was black with dark purple stripes on the arms. He also had on some dark blue pajama pants.
He stared at the ceiling. He started to think of something terrible.

"What would happen if I commited suicide today, or any day, to be exact? Maybe everyone will be happy. All I want is for everyone to be happy, and my death may be the happiness of others." Mortis thought.

Bull knocked on Mortis's door.

"I made you something to eat!" Bull said happily.

Mortis got up and went to open the door.

"Um, thanks." Mortis said as he took the plate with some rice and a few fries.

"No problem, hope you enjoy it." Bull said, he was in a happy mood.

Mortis closed the door, he went to his bed and sat on it. He started eatting the fries.

"Mortis, when can we hang out together? Just the two of us?" Bull asked.

"Later today if you'd like." Mortis said.

"That would be nice." Bull said as he walked off to his room.

Bull and Mortis have been friends since they were teens, aswell as Colt, and since Mortis is emotinally attached to Poco, Bull, and Colt, he knows he can trust them. Mortis still doesn't know how to tell one of them that he cuts himself.
When Mortis was done eatting, he opened the door and put his plate by the door. He then closed his door and locked it. He barely ate. He ate some of the rice and three fries. There was still a lot of food left on the plate.

"Will I ever be good enough for everyone else...? None of them like me. Some go as far as bully me, or even abuse me. As soon as I leave my room after a while, it's just insults, bullying, and even throwing some small, hard objects at me. So it's just best if I stay in my room." Mortis thought.

"No one will ever love you!"

"You're just useless. You're trash."

"You are NOTHING to everyone!"

The voices in his head got loud, Mortis started to cry.

"Shut up! Just shut up!" Mortis screamed, lots tears ran down his face.

Poco heard Mortis screaming. He went over to Mortis's room. Knocking on the door, Poco was trying to see if Mortis was ok.

"Nothing!"

"Trash!"

"Idiotic!"

"Stupid!"

"Useless!"

The voices kept getting louder and louder. Mortis was already crying so much, he was sick and tired of these voices.

"Mortis! C'mon! Open the door!" Poco said worriedly.

"Don't come in! Please!" Mortis screamed.

Poco got even more worried, he started to stress out.
Mortis opened a drawer in his bedside table, he grabbed the razor that was in the drawer, he rolled up his sleeves and started to cut himself.
The voices just kept getting louder and louder. Poco was trying to get in Mortis's room, he wanted to see if Mortis was ok or not.
Bleeding from every cut he made, Mortis's arms was a bloody mess. Mortis dropped the razor, he grabbed his hair and curled up in a ball. Crying his eyes out, Mortis wanted all the voices to end, he wanted them to go away.