Bill's P.O.V.

To where we left off

"H-Hey your cuts a-and scars are... k-kinda... um... s-showing..." I stuttered, looking at the hundreds of cuts spanning up his left arm.

"Well, Shit..." Pinetree replied in a careless tone, depriving of emotion...

"You're cuts are showing too..." Pinetree pointed out.

"True..." I quickly said, as I awkwardly looked around my room, avoiding eye contact with the brunette in front of me, my fingers gently brimming the rough bandages, just put on hours before.

"H-Hey you ok?" Pinetree asked, concern oozing from his tone...

"Y-Yeah... j-just tired..." I lied right through my teeth... once again...

"Ya know what you just said,' stated Pinetree, 'That's utter bullshit..." Pinetree paused, followed by him pulling both him and myself on my bed, with a loud, "Squeak!!" from the bed reacting to the sudden large amount of weight added.

"I-I know you're not okay..." Pinetree paused, "'B-Because I do the same thing... every day, saying 'I'm fine...' But really... I'm literally being consumed by darkness... I could be like, on fire and I'd simply say, 'I'm fine'...'" Pinetree chuckled, as could feel his arms gently wrap around my chest.

"I know you still want to die... Even I still do..." Pinetree said, before taking a deep, exasperated breath, "I know you must feel extremely guilty for still wanting to die, feeling guilty that I saved you today; But you still want to end your life, you feel like you can't even do anything right, that you are utterly worthless, that you're not supposed to live... Consumed by darkness... that sick, wretched monster eating away at you until there is nothing left... that there are no other ways to stop the pain... but there IS a way... you are not AFRAID of dying ... you are afraid of living!!.... trust me, you are me..." Stated Pinetree, as he was gently stroking my golden locks of hair.

"I... Uh... Wow..." I sputtered out, still grasping both of what just came out of Pinetree's mouth was fuckin' absolutely scary accurate, and how alike we really are... cause I mean like god damn that kid has talent... like he should become a writer or something... I should ask him later if he writes...

"H-Hey you okay?" Pinetree asked, aware of the long period of silence...

"Y-Yeah... I-I" I stuttered before continuing, "W-What you just said w-was an exact description of what I-I'm going through..." I paused, " I-I mean like that was SCARY..." I added, followed by the sound of an awkward chuckle coming from myself...

"Y-Yeah... I think a lot..." Pinetree whispered awkwardly.

"Y-Your amazing..." I muttered, unaware of what just slipped out of my mouth.

"W-What?" Pinetree suddenly squeaked in embarrassment.

"I uh... T-That came out wrong..." I quickly said, "W-What I r-really meant to say was, that you are amazing with your words!" I explained, now the familiar heat forming on my face, returning.

"I... Ah... O-Okay..." Pinetree said awkwardly, as I snuck a quick glance to the now visibly blushing brunette.

TiMeSkiP tO cUdDliNg TiMe (wait  what?)

DipDot's P.O.V.

"H-Hey wanna go to bed?" I asked, realizing that we should probably get SOME sleep because it's 12:00 and I'm too tired for the living HELL of the outcome of staying up until 4:00 AM," I  quickly explained with a chuckle, only to be returned with an ear-splitting silence.....

"Y-Yeah..." Bill finally replies, before laying down in his twin sized bed.

"Hey, you good?" I asked curious of what Bill could possibly be thinking that would make him so flustered that he couldn't speak, I mean like I'd only like to see that look on his face when I'm pounding my meat into his- DIPPER!!! I interrupted, my thoughts getting out of control, leaving me flustered, unbelieving of what could've just slipped out of my mouth if I wasn't careful...

"Oh... Christ..." I said in terror of what I just was thinking.

"Y-Yeah I'm f-fine..." Bill finally replied, ending the silence.

"Are you good though?" I asked, knowing that he was in fact, NOT okay, considering that he almost DIED today...

"N-No..." He answered, "I'm not 'fine' or even 'good'. I mean like I almost K-KILLED m-myself today... And that's not okay... I need help... I want to get better..." Bill pleaded to nobody in particular.

"H-Hey it's okay..." I said, both comforting and soon cuddling the now sobbing blonde.

"I-It's n-not... I-I'm n-not o-okay... I-I STILL want to DIE!!" Bill said between heaving, terrifyingly familiar sobs.

"I-I'll help you... every step of the way... even if it kills me you WILL get better!!" I promised, now gently stroking Bill's back in little circles, his sobs soon becoming lighter with each reassuring word that poured out of my mouth.

"W-What about y-you?..." Bill asked, concerned about my own well-being...

"I-I'll be fine..." I reassured,

"Y-You sure?" 

"Y-Yeah..."

Authors note

Hey guys...

I'm super sorry about the last chapter, with the suicide note... I really hope you can forgive me. Because what I did wasn't okay, and I'm really, truly sorry!!!

I hope I will update more often, I'm really not okay and I have gotten worse, but I should really, not post that, so see ya later! (Hopefully)

~Author Chan