Warning! This chapter contains suicide thoughts and talk. Do not read if you don't like suicidal thoughts

Tyson walked by with tears running down his face. "Babe. I'm sorry for walking away from you." Johnny said as he stood up. "Stay away from me!" Tyson screams as he pushes past Johnny. Johnny stood there knowing that he broke Tyson's heart now he's paying the price for it. Tyson landed in a secluded area where he grabbed a small knife and started to slit his wrist. "This is for falling in love.. This is for sleeping with Johnny gat.. And this is for getting pregnant." Tyson hisses as his wrist starts to get covered in cuts. He couldn't hide these cuts on the ship unless he rolls down the sleeves. "I'm such an idiot." He sniffles as his blood dripped onto the grass. Suddenly he heard Johnny calling him. "Hello." Tyson said dully. "I don't want to be with you Tyson. Because you're just a fling." Johnny hisses in the phone. Tears run down Tyson's cheeks. "I never loved you. You're were so gullible for love and sex. You were the perfect fling. And you're just a worthless slut"Johnny hisses as Tyson sniffles. "I.." Tyson couldn't speak. His heart broken as he hung up. "He never loved me." Tyson sobbed as he curls up into a ball. How could Tyson go back to the ship with Johnny Gat there mocking him and calling him a slut? Tyson got up and super sprinted to a cliff. "This is my final goodbye.. I.. I'm sorry everyone for not listening to you when you said that saving Gat is a bad idea..." Tyson whispers as he lets himself fall off the cliff. Tyson closes his eyes letting tears run freely. He hated himself. He hated Johnny. He hated the baby that is growing in his womb. He wanted it all to end until.. He felt himself being held. His Ruby red eyes opened to reveal Ben King and Asha. "Why did you save me? I'm just a worthless slut. Johnny's probably spreading the rumors that I'm a slut and I'll beg for cock." Tyson sobbed. "Boss. You're not a slut. You're our boss and we care about you." Asha spoke. "I hate everything. I hate myself. I hate Johnny. I hate this baby" Tyson said as King gently wipes the blood away from Tyson's wrist. Pain. That's all Tyson felt. He felt guilty for almost ending his own life. He just wanted to end his suffering. He wanted to end his life. Suddenly. It went black. Tyson sat up straight on the makeshift bed. His red eyes foggy and still unaware of his surroundings. He got up and stumbles to the main room where the simulation is held. Of course, Shaundi had blocked it off. Tyson looked down at his wrists and saw no marks.

I'm soo sorry for writing the angst. Don't kill me