Adopted By PJ Liguori

Chapter 5

A/N: I'm sorry for this... But I had to do something to move the plot along, not everything in life is happy.

Warnings: Blood, Depression, Suicide attempts

[One month timeskip]
You woke up, eyes blurry in the morning, as usual. You sat in bed for a few minutes, blinking away the blur. You proceeded to go to the kitchen and make breakfast. You stopped by the lounge to see if Pj was up, which he was.

"Morning, Peej."

"Good morning, Y/N," he said with a half-hearted smile. You noticed that the usual light in his eyes had died, and he looked as if he was pondering over something.

"Do you want me to make you some breakfast?"

"Sure," he replied.

"Lucky charms?" You asked.

"Sure," he repeated. You headed into the kitchen to make two bowls of lucky charms, and you couldn't help but wonder why he seemed so... Depressed. You decided it was just because he was tired. You finished making breakfast and shoved spoons into the cereal, then headed back out into the lounge. You placed one bowl next to Pj and one across from him. Pj gave a gentle sigh before beginning to eat his breakfast.

"What's wrong?" You asked him.

"Oh, nothing..." He trailed off.

"Okay then," you replied. You grabbed your laptop, logged onto it and proceeded to scroll through social media. There were many funny things on tumblr that morning, and you couldn't help but smile. You checked Twitter last, which was weird because it was usually the first thing you checked in the mornings.

You wished you hadn't though, because Pj's tweet was quite depressing, but at least it showed you what was upsetting him. It read, 'Do you ever wonder about the inevitability of death? Does it scare you?'. You finished your breakfast and hurried back to your room, wondering what you should do to try and get him out of it.

You sat on your bed for about 4 minutes before you decided to go and ask Dan and Phil about it. You raced back to the lounge and popped in to tell Pj where you were headed, and you didn't bother getting changed before going over to Dan and Phil's. You knocked on the door, and you were greeted by Phil.

"Morning, Y/N. What's up?"

"Morning, Phil. I need to talk to you..." You replied.

"Sure, come in, it's cold this morning," he ushered you in. "I think I need to give you a hug to warm you up," he said. He wrapped his arms around you and picked you up as if you were a teddy bear, and you couldn't help but giggle. He carried you to the lounge, where Dan was, and set you down next to him and his sofa crease.

"Oh! Hi, Y/N," Dan greeted.

"Dan... She wants to talk to us about something..." Phil informed his roommate before sitting at the dining table.

"What is it, Y/N?" Dan asked you.

"Well... I... I think Pj's having an existential crisis and I don't know what to do and-"

"Hush, child," Dan interrupted, "I guess we'd better tell you about Peej and when he has an existential crisis," He continued, "What makes you think he is having one?"

"Well, this morning when I came out into the lounge to eat breakfast, he didn't seem in the best of moods, I asked him what was wrong, he said nothing. I then proceeded to log onto my computer and I checked my social media and all that. When I checked Twitter... Pj's latest tweet is what forces me to believe he is having an existential crisis... You check it," you told the pair.