Dave walked back and forth on the small railing of the bridge. It was a long, very long drop if you fell. But he didn't care. He wanted to die. Dave grabbed at his cut up and bleeding arms. The area was abandoned, so no one would try and stop him. He stopped in the middle of the ledge, breathing hard, tears in his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to die. He was about to take the last step when he heard a familiar voice. "Dave what are you doing!" He turned around and saw Dirk running towards him, shaking and crying. Dirk looked at him in horror, his life was about to jump. "Dirk, please go," Dave pleaded with him. Dirk shook his head and begged him to step down. Dave looked at him, tears streaming down his face as he watched his brother fall apart, about to lose him. Dave burst into tears slowly stepping down into his brothers arms. Dirk grabbed him and held him hard in his arms. "Let's go home, you suicidal fuck."
[A/N] Yes I know. It's really feely. But it's something I've been struggling with for a long while now. But I hope you enjoyed. I'm really feeling this fanfic so I hope to have the next chapter up soon.
~KeyAndCravat]