(A/N Yeah. Also, the Girl With Braided Hair is Brooke (HC that Brooke loves to wear her hair in braids when it's not too short), the Petite boy is Nick (he's shorter than Rich here for some reason) and the Boy in the blue cardigan is Jeremy because I'm N O T making Brookie be like that!)
TW: Mentions of Suicide, attempted suicide(s), Abuse, mentions of self-harm. You have been warned.
Rich is singing this, so this is his POV
MONDAY...
Just as I was about to take my shoes
So, I guess this is it... I'm up here on the rooftop. The Universe just really wants me to die. So that's what I'm doing
Off on the rooftop there I see
A girl with braided hair here before me
Brooke Lohst. Her pretty blonde hair is off to the side in a braid and she's pretty close to the edge. Wait... Is she? No... Not her.
Despite myself, I go and scream
"Hey, don't do it please!"
She turns around at the sound of me yelling. "Rich? W-what?" I flinch.
Oh, wait a minute what did I just say?
I couldn't care less either way
To be honest, I was somewhat pissed
This was an opportunity missed.
I sighed. "Brooke, this ithn't the way. Come on back over tho we can talk about thith."
She let out a few shaky breaths before nodding. I helped her back over.
The Girl With Braided Hair told me her woes
You've probably heard it all before
"I really thought that he might be the one, but then he told me he was done."
I groaned.
"For God's sake, please, are you serious?"
"Huh?"
"I just can't believe that for some stupid reason you got here before me. Are you upset cuz' you can't have what you wanted? You're lucky that you've never gotten robbed of anything!"
Brooke had a surprised look on her face, seemingly realizing her decision to end her life wasn't a good excuse, she smiled.
"I'm feeling better. Thank you for listening."
She kissed my forehead in a motherly manner of sorts as she stood up and left. I blushed. I've had a weird little crush on her since 9th Grade.
The Girl with Braided Hair then disappeared.
TUESDAY...
"Alright, today's the day," or so I thought
Just as I took both of my shoes off
There was but a boy, short as can be
Despite myself, I go and scream
"Wait, Rich? W-what are you doing here."
"Nick, get the fuck down from there. Let'th talk about thith."
"But-"
"Get. Down." I said in a stern voice. Nick nodded and I helped him off of the railing. "Now what'th wrong?"
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BMC And DEH One-Shots
FanfictionI have way too many Boyf Reinds, RichJake, etc in my normal one-shots, so from now on they'll be on here. Also placeholder cover of Evil Callie because yes.
