"Crybaby." {Style Oneshots}

♡ Video games ♡

|| Kyle's P.O.V ||

It was a normal day, And I was walking to Stan's house.
We were going to play Red dead redemption 2, I had just got it for my birthday day.
I had finally reached Stan's house, when I heard yelling from the other side of the door. Being curious I pushed my ear against the door trying to make out what the two voices were arguing over.

"Stan what the hell is wrong with you?!"
One of the voices screamed.
"I'm Trying! It's not my fault!"
The other said.
"All you do is disappoint everyone you associate with! Why can't you be like other kids? Why are you so distant with everyone?! WHY CAN'T YOU BE NORMAL?!"
It grew silent, before I heard footsteps, as they grew farther away, I could only assume they were going upstairs.
I took a step back and stared at the front door for a second, I turned away and started walking to Stan's backyard.
There was always a little latter leading up to Stan's window.
I walked over to it, the game still in one of my hands as I started to climb up with the other.
I finally reached to the top, looking through the window to see if Stan was in his room, I saw a  silhouette in the corner of his room, since his window is always unlocked I opened it crawling inside but I don't think he heard me, I silently walk closer to the person sitting on the floor, as I grew closer and closer I could hear quiet sobbing.

"Um.. Are you ok??"
I said, as my eyes adjusted to the lighting, I looked down. My stomach churned in an unpleasant way.
I saw Stan.
A blade in his right hand.
And cuts all over his wrists.

"STAN, WHAT THE FUCK!?"
I said as the game in my hand slipped and fell to the floor.

He looked speechless, with tears streaming down his face.
I reached down and snatched his hand with the blade in it away from his wrist
He winced, my angered expression softened.
"Stan... why are you doing this?.."  I asked in a more hushed and soft tone.
He averted his eyes away from mine.
"I can't do this anymore.. I..I'm useless.. the world would be better off without me.."
He explained.
I stared at him, a bit shocked on what he had just told me.
"That's not true." I exclaimed.
He looked at me.
"Stan you are the best person in this goddamn world. And if I could I would stand on top of the world and shout it to all 7,714,576,923 billion people."
I took both of his wrist and softly kissed every single cut on them. Not really caring about getting blood on me at the moment.
He started to cry even more, but this time with a sorrowful smile plastered on his face.
I smiled and wrapped my arms around him hugged him.
He hugged back crying on my shoulder.
"And please..." I began.
"Promise me you won't ever do this again. "

I felt him nod.

"I promise."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA this was really soft and cute I— but anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed, and i hope you are having a good, night, evening, day. - rodentscum 🐁