Gay ass Septiplier one shots

abbandonned (feedback?)

Puffy eyes. Choked sobs. Pleading to stay. Everything a blur.

"I can't fucking stand it anymore!"

"I'm sorry... It doesn't have to-"

"Yes it fucking does. You know what you did."

"Please stay I promise-"

"Promise what. Hm? Promise that you'll stay sober? Look where that got you."

"W-Wait no please don-"

Silence.

The door slammed shut and echoed through the empty apartment. Jack stood there, his shirt soaked in tears, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

"I'm such a fuckin baby..." He mumbled to himself in his coarse voice. He had been yelling and screaming for her to stay with him. She just couldn't do it anymore.

He wobbled over to the couch, bourbon in hand and took a long swig. After popping his mouth off of the bottle, he coughed at the rough entry down his throat.  The buzz in the back of his mind hadn't left him just yet.