TW-suicide, death.

Sgeppy's POV

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I couldn't believe this, the scars look new too almost like he did it yesterday. He promised me though.

"Bad.."
He looked up at me, tears forming in his eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, I know I promised I would stop but the voices wouldn't go away if I didn't do it!"

"When those voices come back come to me. I don't care if I'm sleeping or streaming. Come. To. Me."

"Alright, Sgeppy.."

Bad's POV

Suicide starts here.

It was 1 AM and I still couldn't sleep. The voices were louder than normal. They won't stop. They're telling me to kill myself. I've already cut myself tonight, why won't they stop?

I went out to the garage to get a rope, then went back up to my room.

I figured out a way to tie it to the ceiling and made it into a noose.

I put my head in it, white specks started to fill my eyes. I could almost hear the air leaving my lungs. It hurt. It hurt so bad. I didn't want this anymore. I wanted to scream out for Sgeppy to help, for anybody to help. But I couldn't. Im helpless. Why'd I do this?

I couldn't see anymore. I can still hear my fan in the background but that's it.

Suicide over.

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