𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 ✞ (𝙧.𝙖.)

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(𝐚/𝐧: hello im making this with my 3-2 brain cells also this is a sad one-shot so i recomend reading when your very sad also! You should listen to the song cigarettes out the window - tv girl 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 reading this chapter alright bye!)

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𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭. 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝

𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝. 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐈 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩 "hey y/n. Please don't cry"

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡

" robin " 𝐈 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐚, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬.

𝐈 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝

"y/n baby can you please stop crying I'm already dead but I want you to move on for me.?"

"okay!" 𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

"he fucking killed you. Why would he do that? I'm so sorry robin but I can't stop I miss you so fucking much your brown eyes, your dark brown hair, your little puffy hair I used to play with when we cuddle" 𝐈 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠.

"There's that smile I've missed y/n listen. You have to get out of there and move on okay please. Stop crying he wanted me dead." 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐜𝐫𝐲'𝐬

"no! No robin. I miss you so much please I want you back so bad I love you and dont want to leave you." 𝐈 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬

"𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐲/𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞."

"no no no no robin please don't leave me!" 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭

"𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐲/𝐧 𝐥/𝐧 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡."

"𝐍𝐎 𝐍𝐎 𝐍𝐎 𝐍𝐎 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍!"
𝙄 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙣𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜

𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙬 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧

(𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬)

𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐈 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞

𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭

(A/n: I hope this isnt bad mean I try)

47𝟔 words

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