He was screaming.
That's all that could be heard.. Was his painful screech for help.
But alas, it did no good..
He was long gone and no amount of medical help could fix it now..
He'll just have to live with the fact He just let the love of his life die in a fucking bathtub.
despite the blood, he climbed in next him, hugging his limp body tightly, crying, asking why this happened.. Why he did this.
The it hit him..
It's all his fault..
He couldn't make his lover happy.. He always failed to make him smile.. He wasn't enough..
He tried so hard, trying to help and fix the hell he was going through, but it seemed almost impossible..
And it was..
All the time and money spent to fix this mental nothing to him now.. All he knew is that it all failed and now the only person who made him feel this way was gone forever
He contemplated making this a Romeo and Juliet story and take his own life but he knew that wouldn't help right now
So he just sat there, holding the one he loved, crying..
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I dunno.. :\
This happened out of interaction from something else i think?
I have no idea.
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Random short ideas I might turn into an actual book
FanfictionI have no earthly idea..
