i'M CURRENTLY EDITING THIS STORY, SO SOME CHAPTERS MAY LOOK DIFFERENT FROM OTHERS. Normal Eddsworld X reader stuff, you end up with one of the 4 and you live with them. Time is shitty while being evicted, so you find an Ad that says up for rent and...
I don't think anybody knows this, but Tom is really depressed. Yes, everyone knows that... but not like I do. The nights that I slept in his room, I would find anti-depressant pills everywhere and his body is covered in scars. There is a reason that Tom wears a hoodie, you know. And I have always felt really bad about it, but since we are married i'm gonna finally TALK to him.
*8:47*
I woke up, and Tom had his shirt off and he was squishing his face into my chest. I smiled, and gently kissed his forehead. He looked up and his face was pale. He faintly smiled and pushed his face back into my chest. Something is really wrong with him.
"You okay?"
He looked back up and nodded, then took his arm from around me and touched my lips lightly as if he were shushing me.
"I just realized that your my wife."
I giggled a little and kissed his cheek, then grabbed a shirt from my suitcase. It was black, and it showed my stomach, and it had no sleeves... like a tube top. And I also slipped down my spandex shorts and put on a cute pair of jean shorts.
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Tom didn't get up though... he just watched me peacefully get undressed. He seems really sick, why is he so pale?
"You sure your okay?"
He grumbled lowly and brought himself to his feet. "Yeah."
He walked over to his bag and got out a two different jars of pills, and an outfit. He also grabbed something else, but i didn't see what it was because he got it out quickly and hid it in his clothes. He walked over to the bathroom and shut the door. Then, I heard it lock?
Tom's POV:
I set down all my shit and first got out my pills that help chronic kidney failure, because i'm super pale right now so that means i'm not receiving enough blood. Y/N doesn't know that I'm dying, so I locked the door just in case. Then, I took some anti-depressant pills. I have to be happy today, i don't wanna make her feel bad. And then I cut myself. Only 16 times though, usually I do a lot more than that. And finally I put on my clothes. Bandages... shit I didn't grab bandages.
I looked inside of all the cabinets and I found a first aid kit. They had bandages, so I took a couple strands for both my wrists. Then, I pulled down my sleeves to hide them. I opened the door, and Y/N was on the bed... crying?!
"Y/N!"
I ran over to her and she hugged me tightly, I could feel her sadness.
"What's wrong?"
She sniffled a little, and then wiped her tears away. "Why are you so mean to yourself? I know why you were in there Tom I'm not stupid."
My eyes widened and I held her closer to me. I never wanted to put her through this... I'm so selfish. I'm torturing her... by hurting myself.
"Please don't cry, I'm so sorry." My wrists were in deep pain from hugging her, but I didn't care. It felt kinda nice.
She looked up at me and her face was covered in tears and misery. She then closed her eyes for about 30 seconds and then looked back up at me.
"...why? Why do you hurt yourself?"
I felt that.
That question... really got to me. I don't know how to answer. I would rather lie, then put her through my hell.
"I..."
"You what"
"...We should talk about this later. You-"
"I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT LATER, TOM. YOU SAID THAT A YEAR AGO AND I'M NOT WAITING LONGER BECAUSE THE LONGER I WAIT TO TELL YOU YOUR AMAZING AND DESERVE TO LIVE, THE MORE YOU GET HURT. NOW TELL ME WHAT TO DO TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER."
I started to form tears in my eyes, I wish she could help me. She shouldn't have married me, i'm dying. She should have married Tord, he can take care of her and be with her until she grows old. I'll never be there for her... I'm already gone.
