You get depressed

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(This chapter came to mind Bc of my best friend and his brother, except his brother isn't dead. It's complicated)

Today was the day. It would have been your little brothers birthday. He would have been 10 if he didn't die in that fire with the rest of your family. You wanted to save him. You wanted to protect him. You wanted to see him grow up. So right now your sitting in yours and Ghost doing what any normal girl would be doing.... having a mental break down!!
"I-I didn't s-save you bubba!! I-I am so s-sorry!! I c-couldn't s-see you grow u-up." You cried and screamed in the sound proof room. Ghost was working in the armory and you hoped that we wouldn't come in and see you like this. You grab your favorite knife.
(I DO NOT CONDONE THIS FOR ANYONE!)
You slowly drag your blade across the wrist. Not deep enough to hit your main artery, but enough for constant blood to flow out of you. You don't even wince. Physical pain doesn't affect you much.
"I'm sorry." Cut.
"I was fed to save you." Cut.
"You were a baby and I was only 7." Cut.
"I didn't know what was happening, it was hot and I was scared." Cut. Than you hear a sound you didn't want to hear. The door to the room being opened.
"Hey y/n lunch is- GHOST GET IN HERE!" You look up in fear as you see Rebel standing there. His eyes were wide. Ghost pushes him out of the way with a lot of force and runs to you.
"...what the fuck Y/N.." He mumbles while grabbing bandages out of the drawer by the bed. You cried.
"I-I'm sorry! I-I miss b-b-bubba!" You cries into him as he wrapped up your wrists. Rebel runs over and grabs your knife. Than he breaks the blade off.
"MY KNIFE!" You shout. You live your knifes and guns.
"Maybe you could get another one once your ok in the head again, alright?" He says throwing your now broken knife into the trash can nearby. You give a slow nod and lay your head on Ghost as he finishes up wrapping the bandage.
"...don't do that again, you scared me.." He says with slightly softened eyes.
"I'm sorry..." You lower your head.
"Food will be upstairs. I'll leave this for Ghost to handle." He looks at you sadly and closes the door as he leaves.
"...what if you hit your artery? Than what..?" He mumbles angrily. You frown.
"I'd get you to help me. But I know what I was doing!"
"...you cut up your wrists Y/N, you clearly had no idea what you were doing.." He says holding you. You slowly start to feel better.
"What are you feeling right now babe..?" You ask.
"...worried and hungry.." He responds. You smile a bit.
"Only if you carry me. Than we get lunch." you say happily.
"...big bet..." He responds throwing you over his shoulder. You laugh a bit.
"To the dining room!" You say pointing to the stairs. Ghost chuckles.
"...you're an idiot.."
"I know. But I'm your idiot." You say as you steal his beanie and put it on.
"...give it back.." He growls.
"Nnnnno!" You respond childishly. He shakes his head
"...I love you stupid.."
"I love you too, thank you." You kiss his bald top and giggle. You're a lucky girl.

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