Arons POV
It was nothing at first. I usually woke up at 3AM to my phone buzzing like crazy or Yuma or gadjet waking me up because of my phone. It was mostly on hate, probably edgy teens trying to be cool. I didn't care but soon.. It got worse. I couldn't sleep because of it. I'd read some of the DMs and tweets and it was harsh. Very harsh. Someone wrote a whole paragraph on why I should kill myself. I hated it. But It didn't make me mad more than it hurt me.
I remember I woke up at around 12AM and to my phone, I checked it and it broke my heart, it was a tweet from j-dog. Talking shit about me and being a dickhead. It hurt because jay was a former friend, someone I hung out with in the past and for years until I was kicked. But I shouldn't have been surprised...
A month later
It was June. Pride Month, I had nothing against gays or anything so I made a tweet saying that it was ok to be gay or BI or trans. I received more hate than thank yous or support. I groaned. "Something wrong?" I heard the Fimllar voice of Yuma. "Yeah, just... Messed something up" I lied. "Uh... Ok.. " He hesitated at my response but let it slide. What was I going to do?
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pushed too far (Hollywood undead)
FanfictionWARNING: SUICIDE, SELF HARM, AND OTHER DEPRESSION THINGS WILL BE IN THIS STORY I have nothing against HU, this is just a story I came up with a week ago in history, ok? this story focuses on Arons depression as the guys and HUs fans are getting ver...
