No Song Left to Sing

"Alright," he murmured to himself. "Here goes."

Tails, and he'd keep going. He'd drag himself out of bed, force himself to walk through the halls of that suffocating school, endure the dull hum of lectures and the empty conversations with people who didn't really see him. He'd exist.
Heads, and... well. He'd find the tallest, most isolated building in town and put an end to the balancing act once and for all.

His fingers twitched.

The coin gleamed under the light. He flipped and let the coin land on his palm.

Heads.

OR

What if Jake wasn't able to make it up to The Music Freaks? Depressed Jake Sterling AU

[WARNING: This book touches on very dark themes related to suicide. They are detailed at times so read at your own risk.]

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