Warning: Triggering, depressing and over all not the type of story for people who cry easily (Wait, so why am I writing this? I cried during Marley & Me.)
Dahvie's POV
Tears began to blur my vision as the crimson blood that came from carved words in my flesh, spilled down my thighs.
I blinked away the warm liquid, and ran my fingers over the thin yet harsh words.
'U G L Y'
'D I S G U S T I N G'
'U S E L E S S'
'J U S T K I L L M E N O W'
I winced as my phone went off, near the corner across me.
I looked at the screen and saw his name.
'Jayy Von <33'
Getting up, I wiped the blood off my thighs and wrists at the sink.
I picked up the phone and pressed 'ANSWER'.
"What." I said into the speaker, flatly.
"Hey, um. I was just wondering if you want to hang out." He started off brightly, but sort of lowered his voice as he continued talking.
"I'm busy right now." I picked at my nails, mindlessly.
"Oh." He was taken back, I could imagine his face fall.
"Yeah." I sighed, wanting this conversation to end as soon as possible.
"Well, I guess I'll go then. Take care." He dropped the call, abruptly.
Not like I give a shit about him.
I set down my phone and walked back to my bed, and buried myself deep into the unwashed covers.
I haven't bothered to eat, shower or do any daily routines since Jayy left me.
There really is no purpose. The only reason I took care of myself, was so Jayy could see me as a healthy individual, and love me.
But it wasn't enough.
He didn't love me, what am I saying?
The image of Jayy telling me he's leaving me played in my head, over and over.
That's all my mind is occupied with. I don't worry about the school calling my parents about me not attending anymore. I don't worry about my parents coming to my apartment and scold me for not attending collage.
I don't worry about the bills. I don't worry about dying due to starving myself. I worry only about Jayy finding someone else. And about Jayy. He's all I ever was. Now that he's gone. I have no purpose on this earth.
I'd take any chance to die, the sooner the better, right?
My phone rang again. But this time, I ignored it.
Cuddling with the bunny he gave me, I drifted off into a silent and empty dream.
Jayys POV
'Hiya! I'm Dahvie and I can't pick up right meow. I'm probably masturbatin'. So uh, leave a message and I'll hear it after I come.' Dahvie's voice mail rang out.
He didn't answer again.
I was getting worried, terribly.
And him not responding doesn't help.
I looked down at the framed photo in my lap, it was a photo of me and Dahvie kissing. I stared at his full, perfectly pink lips, and I wished he was here, talking to me about whatever with them.
A warm tear slid down my cheek and landed on the glass. It rolled down, glazing a thin strip of moisture against the glass.
"This is all my fault." I whispered to myself, harshly.
My phone lit up with the song 'Goodbye Agony' playing.
I let it ring, because I wanted to hear the song.
'Living a life of misery
Always there, just underneath
Haunting me, quietly alone
It's killing me, killing me
Dead and gone, what's done is done
You were all I had become
I'm letting go of what I once believed
So goodbye agony.'
I quietly sang along, staring at the photo.
But after listening to the ringtone until it stopped, I realized, I need to say goodbye to my agony.
I'm going to get Dahvie back, my life is empty and I didn't even want to leave him. I was held at gunpoint as I whispered I wanted to break up into the phone, by my ex.
Eventually after that, I called the cops and he went to jail.
But no matter how many times I tried to get Dahvie back and convince him it wasn't me talking, he wouldn't listen to it.
I ran to my closet and pulled out a navy blue pull over.
I slipped it on and ran downstairs and outside to my car, to go to his apartment.
Dahvies POV
"DAHVIE! PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!" A familiar voice interrupted the darkness.
I blinked a couple of times and walked to the front door, mindlessly.
I opened the door and instantly regretted it.
I was embraced into a tight and warm hug, by the person I wanted to see least.
I thrashed and tried to get out.
But no matter how much I work out, I will never be stronger than Jayy.
Thus, trapping me in his arms.
I sighed and leaned in, I didn't care about anything. I just wanted to remember the love and warmth of the hugs we shared.
He kissed my temple and rubbed my back.
"Why are you here?"
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Jahvie One Shots
FanfictionThis book is all about random Jahvie fan fictions that usually come to mind. As you can tell by my username, I am a creative person, and most of what I were to imagine. Would be fictional. But it's nice to escape into a world where you can decide wh...
