Suitcases POV
"Suitcase, I-it's ok, I'm h-here," I felt a warmth on my cheek. My mind was racing, desperately trying to find something to say to make him stay alive.
Y̸̺̓̐͌̆͋̈́̊͘ơ̴̭͈̜̦̪̖͉̾͋̚͝u̵̻̠͆̚͘'̸̨̥͈͍̄͜v̷̛̺̬̂́̽̐̓͝e̸͔̪͎͖͓̩̙͊͛̽́̊̆̈ͅ ̴͇̹̱͎͖͙̙͎̌̒͆̽f̶̧̬̦̖̪͚̖̊̽̕͝a̵͔͍̻͑̊̋́i̷͇͙͈̔̍̑̒̽͗͘l̷̡̧̨͙͓̟͚̈́̀͊̃̀̒͘̕ͅe̸͚̭̘̮͚̩̺͋̅̓͛̐̆͒d̶͖̹̆
T̷̜̤̱̠͙̎́h̷͈̠͍̭̳̦̓̊ì̵͉̜̺̘͝n̵̫̫͉̳̭̦̒̓͗̒̇̕k̶̛̙̝̺̦̾̍͐̽͌̑̕ ̷̘͔̰̠̟͕͌́̒͗̑̚͝f̷̪͈͖̙̅̃a̸̹̟̔ş̶̻̜̞̈̆̏̔͜t̸̢̬̪̦͇̻̳͗ͅ!̵̛̰̥̦͖͓͇͌̋̈́͛̒͝
Į̸͔̖̽̍ť̶̝͕͇̪̺͇̈͊́̔̈͐̇ͅ ̴̢̮͓̦̣͉̉͐̇̍̍̎̓ṣ̴̤͚̓̐͛̌̓h̶̲͛̀̂̋̆̋̕o̷̡̢̫̣͒͑̆̎̊ǘ̷̜̜̪͔͔͉̖̀́̾l̵̞̭͔͇̣̀́̔͐̑͌̕d̴̹̥̟͖̗͍̏͆̆́̚͜͜ ̵̨͈̤̹̮̯̏̒͒̈́̎͜b̴͎̗̱̻̩͐͊̉̈̽͘̚e̶̝̮̠̗͜͠ ̷̫̏̉̈͆̄̈ỳ̷͔͙̱̲͙̩̩̿͗̒̍͜͝ó̴̧̻͇̓͘u̶̩̺̹̇̈́͛!̴͇̗͓͖̔̕
"What was I thinking?..." I heard him mumble, but I still was extremely anxious. I leaned into Balloon. We sat for what felt like hours in the dewey grass, silent and shaking.
"S...Suitcase..." I heard his shaky voice, and I looked up at him, "I-I'm so sorry-"
He broke down, letting out a sob and hugging me close. I hugged back, starting to cry once more, but the sense of relief washed over me. He kept on trying to say something, but he couldn't get it out without hiccuping in between.
"S-slow down," I stuttered, "w-what is it?"
"I-I'm—" He coughed, "I-I don't.. w-want to do t-this..."
"I-I'm glad," I stared at him for a moment, before quickly kissing him on the cheek, "Please, t-talk to me when... you're feeling like this. I-I want to help you, Balloon," I paused, "I-I really do."
"T-thanks.. I want to try to g-get better."
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Burst (OLD) (An Inanimate Insanity Fanfiction)
FanfictionBalloon goes to Insanity High school, where everyone tends to be messed up in some way. At first, he thought the only way to fit in was to be rude and bossy, but now that he is trying to change. Despite his efforts, nobody likes him (and his high-pi...
