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Bury Me [Billie Eilish x Female Reader]
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Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2019
Mature
I'm good at hiding everything.

~*~

I've known her since we were kids, crushed on her since we were tweens. I was there for her when she was spiraling in on herself, her world collapsing around us. I was there for her when she became famous and loved her since she told me she was depressed and I said,
"Me too."

I knew she didn't like dating people exclusively, and I knew she was straight, so I didn't tell her, didn't let her know. 
My depression was worsening, and I didn't want to talk about it, because it felt trivial. My coping mechanisms got worse and I cracked, cutting my skin.
I didn't tell her, but I wished I could sometimes.
I listen to her music, and it's amazing, but every time I hear her say, "I wanna end me," I cry, and think...
So do I.





Warning: this contains suicidal thoughts, actions, and tendencies. This fanfiction also contains Lesbians, and queer culture, read at your own discretion.
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7 parts Complete

*Completed* T.W. This short story is based around the loss of a friend, and coping with that loss with therapy. ~~~ I placed the letter back down onto the small coffee table, wiping away the tears that rested in the corner of my eyes. "How do you feel, Samuel?" the doctor asked, hovering her pen over a piece of paper. "I feel the same way I did the last time you made me read that letter" I responded back, a slight bitterness in my voice. "And how did you feel?" "Lost. Lonely. Hurt. Betrayed." I listed, watching as she wrote it all down, listening as the pen scratched against the paper roughly. "Anything else?" She pressed on, staring down on me like an ant. "I lost my best friend. How do you think I fucking feel?" The tone of my voice made her flinch slightly, but she quickly regained her professionalism. "Samuel, I need you to calm down. Shouting at me isn't going to do you any good". She pushed her glasses further up her face as she scribbled more onto the page. "Shouting?" I scoffed, "I wasn't shouting, and I have the right to be angry at someone who's forcing me to re-read my dead best friends suicide note everytime I'm forced to see them". ~~~ [started 26/03/2021]