Theme: angst

Note: I'm going to stop adding the plot to stories, to stop spoilers.

Warnings: Sad Mumbo, Cussing, Suicidal thoughts, self harm, if any of these trigger you, feel free to leave.

Enjoy!
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Mumbo's pov

If only they understood. If only they knew the reasons how; or even why, I could yell at someone so much. It was 'only supposed to be a little prank' he said, but I can't believe he did that. I don't remember much, but still, it was so clear, the parts I do.

"M-Mumby.. I'm so sorry.. I-I don't wanna go on like this...", Grian spoke, tears in his eyes. "W-Wait up. Wh-what do you mean?! You.. You don't mean.. oh god.", But not even halfway through my sentence, the blonde took of towards his base. 'Is he really going to do what I think he is..?', I shook my head at the thought. So, I launched a rocket, and glided to Grian's hobbit hole, upon arriving, I saw him laughing. "Oh- I cannot believe you fell for that!", He spoke through giggles. "You.. THIS WAS ALL A STUPID PRANK OF YOURS?! I-I CAN'T BELIVE YOU! WHY THE LITERAL HELL WOULD YOU TELL ME YOU WERE GOING TO KILL YOURSELF?! YOU-YOU'RE UNBELIEVABLE, GRIAN!!", I yelled, and he flinched once I began my little rant. "M-Mumbo.. I-I didn't..." "YOU DIDN'T WHAT?! YOU DIDN'T 'think this through'?!" "Just go.." "Alright, Fine.", I stormed off, taking off to my base. 'Great. Now look what you've done.'

Then I drew a blank.

I stared at the stars, my hands behind my head, the rhythm of my heartbeat disgusted me. Why was I such a jerk to him? To everyone? I sat up, holding my sword in my hand, contemplating wether or not that I should do this. Then, without a second thought, I marked my forearm with a thin red line, and then, blood began trickling down from the cut, it felt... soothing.

3rd person

With a sick, twisted, smile, he continued planting gashes upon his once smooth skin. Tears oozed from his eyes, and he trembled, red droplets soaking the grass. All sound began to fade away, ringing filling his ears. "Stupid. Ugly. Selfish. Ignorant..", Words spilled from his lips, ignoring the black dots that clouded his vision, soon, he was consumed in darkness, hitting the ground suddenly.

The only sound was the whispering of the tiny voices in Mumbo's head, he was unaware of a group of hermits hovering over him, concern clear in their voices. He was only to make out a few words, but otherwise, he heard nothing.

"What happened to him?"

"Why are there so many slits?"

"Did he do that?"

Questions loomed in the area, as he opened his eyes slightly, being able to make out the hours that he assumed were the hermits. He saw Iskall, Grian, Xisuma, and Joe observed his features with worry on their expressions. "Mumbo? Guys- he's waking up!", Iskall spoke. As X shook his arm, gently, as not to bring pain to the scarred area. "Mumbo.. are you awake?", He asked, and the other nodded weakly. "Y-Yes..", He mumbled. "What happened?", Grian questioned, hide eyes filled with tears. "I-I..", He trailed off, unable to find the words to explain in detail what he had done. "Come on.. you can tell us..", Joe smiled warmly.  "W-Well.. um.. A-After I had the f-fight with Grian, I-I... I cut my a-arms..", He hiccuped. And upon the news being announced, voices overlapped one another as questions rang through the air.

Until silence fell. Once a few seconds passed, Grian broke the silence. "M-Mumbo.. why..?", the raven met the smaller man's gaze. "I felt so bad.. I yelled at you.. I..", he trailed off.

"I just wanted to draw my last breath.."

To be continued.