Not Every Story Ends With A "Happily Ever After"

..everyone knows...

I AM SO SORRY FOR BEING GONE DO LONG!!!!! I havent had any inspiration until now, again, im SO SORRY!! Well im updating now soo meh
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FlAAAASHBAAAAACK

~~(Y/N) POV~~

(Jeff and Toby caught her cutting)

"Just cry and they won't be as mad"

"On it, cheif!"

And with that, I burst into tears and the boys came running to my sides.

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~~(Y/N) POV~~

Jeff was surprisingly the first to get to my side, hugging me tightly and repeatedly telling me everything was gonna be ok. When Toby got to me, oof, lets just say, he was NOT happy.

"W-Why would *tic* you l-lie t-to *tic* m-me like t-that?!?!" He yelled, looking betrayed and regretful.

"T-Toby!! I-Im so s-s-s-sorryyyyyy!!!!!" I sobbed. Mmm, I sure am good at acting.

He looked at me like I just committed the greatest crime known to man. Jeff somehow started crying, I think he was crying harder than ME. I hugged him tightly, my fresh cuts staining blood onto his formerly all-white hoodie. Toby walked closer and grabbed my wrist, putting pressure on my cuts. I don't know if this was on purpose or unconsciously, but that doesn't change the fact that it hurt like fucking hell.

"T-Toby!!" I cried out with tears in my eyes. (Ah, that sounds like a lemon ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

He realized what he was doing and let go imidiently, Jeff running to my side and "guarding" me from Toby.

"S-STAY *sniff* AWAY FROM (Y-Y/N) YOU YANDERE DOUCHE BAG!!!"

Toby stared as he sent cold glares Jeff's way.

"Let me see her. Now."

'Ooohh~ that idiot is maaaddd~'

'At least hes not dumb when he's mad'

'I hope you remember that literally you-'

As i was having that conversation in my head, Toby attempted to swat Jeff to move him.

'Nevermind -_-'

Jeff picked me up, running with me all the way to EJ's room with Toby trailing and trying to get to me.

"Jeff, be a dear and close the door, please." EJ said sweetly. Jeff complied, closing the door behind him and locking it, hearing Toby pounding on the door, trying to get in. I was still crying, EJ tying his best to comfort me.

'I think you might be over doing it on the cryi-'

'Oi! I do what I fuckin want, k?'

'Yeah, ok, jesus...'

Jeff looked at me, trying to compose himself.

"Why...?"

I thought for a moment.

'Just say something about being depressed'

'That'll be easy, I AM depressed, dumbass!'

'Are you forgetting that im you-'

"Please..... I need at something, (y/n)...."

"I, uh... I've always been depressed..... I'm just good at hiding it...?"