Some Kind of Love | Mall AU

| 19 | Too Close

Playlist: miserable. (a sad lofi mix)

A/N: This chapter contains content that might be triggering to those who read it. Viewer discretion is advised. 

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He turned around to see the one and only. 

Ein.

He took a step back, he wasn't here, it was just him. Ein smiled at him pulling out a pocket knife extending the blade. "I never thought we'd see each other again, but it seems like we won't see each other for a long while, or actually, never again." He held the pocket knife out. "You know you want to, just grab it and do it."

Ein handed him a pocket knife, the blade extended. "You know just what to do," Ein said, Zane nodded and pointed the knife at his heart, his hands were shaking; should he really? Ein placed his hands over his grip on the knife pushing it towards him. "It'll all be over soon, you know, and you know you can, so I don't know what the big deal is." Zane nodded letting out a shaky breath, he knows he could, he just couldn't.

"You can do it Zane, isn't it what you wanted for years after all do you really think your family would miss you? After everything you did to them?" Ein asked slowly pushing the pocket knife closer to his chest, point the blade directly at his heart. "They don't..." The tears coming from his eyes slightly blurred his vision. He felt the knife poke his skin, just a few more inches and it'd be in his skin, a few more minutes and he can get the happy ending he always wanted.

Before he felt it impale his skin he heard his phone ring, he took a step back and looked to see who called.

Aaron...

Someone who cared...

Zane handed the pocket knife to Ein, with a sigh. Zane couldn't do it, Aaron, he cared, it's too much to hurt him, his friend, someone who saved him from all of this. He let the phone ring, he couldn't bother and try to talk to him or to anyone, he let too many of them down. He put the phone in his pocket letting it ring, he couldn't believe what he was becoming, his own nightmare; something he never wanted to be in the first place. He could already feel how smashed his mother and father would be of him if they knew, how ashamed everyone would be.

He could even feel Ein's disappointed look on him. He left the phone to ring in his pocket, only left with a voicemail only fueled him to leave everything more.

"Um... Hey Zane, I really didn't think I'd have to make a call like this or have to even make a call like this to you. I know your probably a mess right now, after everything but just know that you don't have to run away from these things. Everything's been a little messed up anyway but you know everything's gonna get better, right?

Everything's going to be alright, everything's going to be just fine, alright? I'm gonna make sure you have a good life, no matter what you say. But, your mom is worried and so am I, I've never seen you react to badly to a situation I just want you to know... I'm here, please, talk to me if you need to, I'm worried. But, please, come back home your mom is worried... I'll talk to you later."

Beep.

He didn't deserve a friend like that. He was pathetic and wrong; how come Aaron couldn't see that too? He couldn't escape any of this, could he? He didn't want to deal with anything anymore. 

A sigh of relief escaped Ein's lips. 'This will be easier than I thought' He thought, a caring expression formed on his face. "You know... I don't understand why your still friends with him, he doesn't even care about you." Zane looked up ready to object to what he was saying. "He doesn't care enough to look for you, just sit at home and say how you can talk to him but not are enough to even try to come to you to help you." Zane looked down, he was true, he didn't even bother trying to go and help him.