Broppy oneshots

I Cant Do This Any Longer

    Warning: This chapter involves the below if you are sensitive to these things please leave now:
•Depression
•Self Harm
•Anxiety
•Swearing

Soooo, yeah I'm gonna make one of these but a Poppy version. So you kinda already know what's gonna happen. Please none of you kill me. Get your tissues,this might get sad.

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"YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A GREY TROLL!"
"Just someone who caused his Grandma's own death."
"What the point."
"Its not like anybody likes him."
"Why does he even try."

The voices ran through his head. Why does he even try? He thought to himself. "What am I doing." He wondered. He lowered his elevator down and headed for his couch closing the trapdoor firmly. He sat down on the couch and slumped down. Branch waited for 5 minutes then rose back up to the trapdoor. He looked around hoping no one saw him.

He picked up the ripped up invitation and headed back down.

"What am I doing?! She spends so much time on these cards and I just RIP IT RIGHT INFRONT OF HER! It's not right. I can't do this anymore. I love her too much. I-I just can't."He spoke to himself. He would rip up Poppy's cards for no reason. So he learned how to scrapbook and eventually was able to fix the cards he shredded.

Branch brought the broken invitation to a stone table and stared down at it. He loved the happy optimistic pink troll. But never told her. There was one very specific reason he didn't tell her he like him. But he got distracted and looked down at that invitation and got to work.

Poppy's POV ( but I didn't use words like I or I'm because its just showing what Poppy did while Branch was doing that.)

"Some folks just don't wanna be happy."The purple jerk troll spoke.

"I guess."Poppy responded.

"You guessed right. Boop!"He slightly touched her nose with a finger. Poppy hated it when Creek did that. It was annoying. Poppy headed back to her pod with sadness on her face.

*sighs* "I guess Branch just doesn't want to be happy."She sighed. She loved Branch. But she couldn't tell him because of Creek. She didn't really like Creek. He was....insensitive and a jerk. But Poppy tried to deal with him.

Poppy sat down on her bed staring at a bunch of invitations. They were little pieces of felt she kept from the invitations she gave Branch. She felt sadness flow over her.

She heard all those awfull things they said to Branch. She wanted to walk up to them and yell at them but she couldn't,she was the princess and it would be disrespectful. And wrong! She was gonna be queen soon!

She hated it when trolls made fun of another hut hated it even more when they fid it too Branch.

Branch POV

"WHY DO I EVEN TRY?!" He yelled. He slammed his fist against the table. Tears rolled down his cheek landing on the half-fixed invitation. He couldn't, he just couldn't. He got up and headed for the bathroom.

A/n:If you are sensitive to self harm,SKIP RIGHT NOW.

Once Branch reached the door frame he felt himself beginning to sweat. His heart tate going faster.