Trigger Warning: If you get triggered by suicidal thoughts/suicide, mental and mood disorders, and/or self harm, then I strongly advise you to NOT read this. Also, there's a swear word in there.

npov
I weep, in a pool of my own misery. Tears spill from my eyes. "Will doesn't love you," I whisper. "He hates you. You are a freak."

My grip on my sword is shaky. It slips from my hand and falls into the shower with a clang. I reach down to pick it up again, only to collapse into a puddle of my own sorrow.

I am a canvas now, etched all over, a beautiful design, with an ugly and pathetic surface for drawing.

You'll be better off dead, a voice in my mind says. All your life, you have never fit in. You were always the living walking amongst the dead, and the dead walking amongst the living. The voice is now screaming. Why don't you just kill yourself? You'll be better off in the Fields of Punishment.

I stare intently at the radial artery on my left wrist/forearm, and let out a sob (i accidentally mistyped son the first time ;-). Will had taught me what to do if it was ever opened.

His voice echoes in my mind. Apply pressure to the wound. No matter what, don't stop applying pressure to it. Use any item of clothing available. Your shirt, your sock.... anything.

I transform the puddle of blood in the ground, into something completely different, something dark. I then grabbed my Stygian Iron sword in my right hand, and took a deep breath. Will doesn't love you.

I plunge the sword into my left wrist, and let out a muddled scream. I fall to the ground, and I smile at the last thing I see: the writing in blood on the bathroom tiles.

FUCK YOU, WILLIAM SOLACE

well, wasn't that depressing? i had quite a lot of fun writing it.....

that was my first time ever typing out the f-word. my phone kept auto-correcting it to duck. (and ducks are evil, those bloodthirsty little beasts) and i accidentally typed "let out a son" instead of "let out a sob"

ooooohhh. the third part of this book should be one in which 1/2 of solangelo mistyped something and the other person thinks that the other half doesn't love him anymore...