Song: Faded (Alan Walker)
Valt's POV:
I can't take it anymore...the voices in my head....... they're right....
.... They've always been right.....I don't deserve to be a good blader.... I don't deserve to have Valtryek......heck I don't even deserve to live.....
If I left...... would anyone care.....if I just....... died?..... probably not....
This was all I thought of as I got off the bathroom floor and put the bloody raser in the sink.
I grabbed some bandages and started wrapping my arms.
I have been cutting myself for a while now but I accidentally cut far lower than I thought.
I'll have to change clothes in a minute. I wash the raser and put it my pocket. You never know....
I go to my room to grab a long black sleeve shirt from my closest.
I'm not used to wearing stuff like this but I don't want people asking what happened. Although probably no one will...
I sit on my bed and pull out Valtryek. I only had a few days before my battle against Shu .....or Red eye whatever he wants to be called.......maybe I should forfeit?
Would it really matter? He already won....so does it really?....I'm already broken inside.....numb.... nothing really matters anymore..
It wouldn't.....do you really think that you can win and get him back? That's pathetic..... you're pathetic.....and you know it...... so why are you still here? Wouldn't it be easier to just let go?
The voices started again. They've been telling me the same things over and over again.
They tell me to stop eating cause I'm fat.
So I stopped.
Tell me I'm useless.
I cut
So what if I listen to it again....
It would....
So why not this afternoon? Let's end all that pain and suffering.....and just let go...
Just let go....
That Afternoon.....
Before I leave this world, I left a letter in our common room where the team would come and hang out. As I put it down a tear roles down my face. I leave and make my way to the elevator... Towards my end...
Third person POV:
Not about a minute later Free walks into the room and sits down on a nearby couch. His body is covered in aces and pains from training. His arm had healed pretty fast but he tried not to force it.
As his eyes wonder around the room he sees a letter on the table.
He grabs it and looks at it. There's no name on it but since it was in their common room, it probably didn't matter. He opened the letter and started reading. His eyes slowly filled with tears as he read the words.
Dear BC Sol,
I'm sorry for letting you down. I was a complete and useless idiot that didn't deserve any of this. I'm completely useless....a monster that doesn't deserve to live. I've broken everything I've ever touch. I hope that everything turns out better when I'm gone. I'll be jumping off the rooftop but by the time anyone reads this it will be too late. And I hope that my burden will be lifted from you when I'm gone.
Goodbye..
Valt Aoi
Free started at the letter in disbelief. He couldn't believe it. The most outgoing, positive, and happy person was commenting suicide. How....No when did this even happen. He looked back at the letter as realization hit him. He was going to jump....
