Beeeep... beeeep... beeeep... beeeep...
'What the hell? That sound is so annoying! Wait, is that a heart monitor? My heart monitor? What's going on? Why is it so slow? I don't understand.'
Beeeep... beeeep... beeeep... beeeep...
'Wait a second. Why am I hearing that? I'm supposed to be dead. There should be no heart to monitor at all.' I think. 'Why do I have to screw everything up? I mean, I can't even kill myself properly. How stupid do you have to be to fail at that?'
Beeeep... beeeep... beeeep... beeeep...
"Please wake up..."
"You can't die on us now..."
"After everything we've been through, and this is how you choose to end it...?"
"I can't believe that I wasn't there for you..."
We're supposed to be brothers and I abandoned you..."
"I'm so sorry..."
"I'm so sorry..."
"I'm so sorry..."
"I'm..."
"So..."
"Sorry..."
Beeeeeep... beeeeeep... beeeeeep... beeeeeep...
'I don't understand. Who's talking? Why are they sorry? I'm the screw up, not them. I should be the one that's sorry. Wait, was that... was that Scott? And my dad? Wait! I need to apologize! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!'
Beeeeeep... beeeep... beeep... beep... beep beep beep beepbeepbeepbeep...
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Giving up? (BoyxBoy)
FanfictionStiles is done. He's done with Scott's crap. He's done with Isaac stealing Scott. He's done with being useless. He's done with being a nuisance to his father. He's done being an annoying burden to the pack (but mostly to Derek). He's done with livin...
