Inspired by DarkMoon458 story where Mumbo's ex wants him back. Ill design him in Gacha cus I'm lazy lmao.

His names Alex : D

And he's also a hoe.

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'991, what's your emergency?'

"Alex used to be kind.

Don't think I can take it.

He used to care for me.

With every drama, a piece of me dies.

Every day was perfect.

Like some kind of sadist,

He treated me like his king.

I think that he likes to see the pain in my eyes...

Staring into those dark blue eyes was like heaven.

He knows that I'm lovesick,

I always loved it when he ran his hand through my hair.

He kissed me and promised I would be alright.

Our first date was amazing.

We both know it's bullshit.

He took me out to a cafe.

The longer I'm with him, the less I'm alive.

We talked for hours while we waited for our orders.

Doctors on the other line, cause he's not coming home tonight,

He kissed me, and it was perfect.

And I just took my very last pill.

But...

Need something to numb the pain, demons knocking on my brain,

I met Grian, and he was jealous.

I think they're coming in for the kill...

He hurt me, he wanted me to himself.

911, I need someone,

Every day was the same. Hell.

My baby plays me like a game, IM NOT HAVING FUN!

Wake up, Alex hit me, go through the day...

911, tell him he's won.

I slowly lost it.

My heart is always aching and I gotta be done, cause,

One day I was in the kitchen and Alex bursts in, drunk.

I~, I~, I gotta loose my guy...

So what did I do?

Or I~ I~ I'm gonna,

I stabbed him, 7 times.

LoSE My mINd~

That's all there is to it."

"Mister Jumbo... you must admit that you may have overreacted. You should have gone to the authorities. Not killed a man."

Mumbo grinned, sighing.

"You must think that I'm crazy..."

The interviewer raised a brow, sighing. "We still have some questions-"

Well, he does too, so I guess that makes three!

"We're getting no where. Mumbo, how do you feel about your upcoming trial?" She asked, staring into Mumbo's soul.

Need someone to save me...

"I feel nothing. Let them decide what happens."

I'd really appreciate if you'd intervene.

Grian lay his hand on the glass.

Doctors on the other line, cause he's not coming home tonight,

He couldn't recognise Mumbo anymore.

Can't seem to find my bottle of pills...

"Mumbo... you've gone insane..."

Mumbo lifted his head, grinning.

"Swear to god, I'm not insane! The voices only say his name when I'm starting to think that they're real..."

911, I need someone,

"Okay, time is up. Say your goodbyes."

My baby plays me like a game, IM NOT HAVING FUN.

Mumbo was pulled out of his chair and away from the glass. Grian sent him one last glance.

911, tell him he's won...

Mumbo Jumbo has been charged as guilty of first degree murder.

My heart is always aching, and I gotta be done, cause~

Mumbo sat on the chair, strapped in. His final moments.

I~ I~ I gotta loose my guy.

The officer nodded, as Grian and Iskall watched from the other side of the glass. Grian couldn't believe it had come to this.

Or I~ I~

Mumbo chuckled, before glaring at Grian, his eyes flowed with menace. Even if he wasn't charged as guilty, he was too far gone.

I'm gonna loose,

Grian closed his eyes as the switch was pulled.

MY MIND.

And Mumbo was still.

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Sooooooo

Please don't kill me for killing Mumbo and making him go crazy-