It's been a month.
I haven't posted, I haven't recorded, I haven't even updated my social media.
My fans knew about Jack though. Our friends had let people know. And all I've gotten since then is sympathy.
But I didn't want sympathy, I wanted Jack back.
I didn't stop the tears from pouring down my cheeks as I raised the beer bottle to my lips.
I knew it could kill me, but I just needed to forget for a while.
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Stages Of Loss | Septiplier
FanfictionThis shouldn't have happened. He's so young, He has a future. He has fans. And now he's lying in a hospital bed, dying. But he can't die. His fans need him, I need him.
