Hfhfhfhfhfbf this is extremely short, but I don't have much motivation for stuff right now, especially since school has just started again for me and it's already stressing me tf out. Sorry /:
(Also, I usually update the description when I need to add tws, so I recommend reading that before reading new chapters.)
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Edward was playing with his strings out of boredom. He couldn't think of anything else to do, apart from eat, since he was avoiding any kind of interaction with anyone else.
A thought suddenly popped into his mind. He retracted the strings, and his right hand reached up, touching his neck.
"Would anyone care?" He wondered aloud.
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"No. This is stupid. If I kill myself, that means I give up. If I give up, that would mean I admit to being weak and pathetic."
"But what's the point? What's the point of continuing if I've already given up?"
He inhaled shakily. It barely mattered to him anymore.
He could feel the strings surrounding his neck already.
"I-is this still a good idea?"
"...Yeah, it would be best for everyone, I've caused so much trouble that-"
A tear rolled down his cheek. He was crying. Even now, he couldn't bare it.
He blinked, trying to get rid of more tears threatening to follow. "They won't even care, why the fuck am I crying?"
The strings were getting tighter, and they stung more than anything.
Edward could barely breathe at this rate.
His thoughts were reduced to almost nothing.
He-
The door was slammed open by none other than Isaac, closely followed by Barry. Edward jolted, his strings loosening.
"...What the fuck."
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