Trigger Warning: This story involves heavy depression & attempted suicide. Please if this content bothers you, skip it! I will NOT be offended & would feel much better about you avoiding this! Also if you're going through depression, please talk to someone, no matter how much you don't want to. If you don't have anyone, I'm a great listener. If you ever need someone to talk to, don't hesitate to message me. OK peeps?! And that's for anyone of you for any reason at all. I'm always here for you. Another thing is this particular story has A LOT of strong profanity! So again if it's offensive, you have been warned & please don't hesitate to skip. Love you guys. Have a wonderful day you lovely peeps! Sorry for the sad story today! XOXO
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Here we are again. The shouting, the yelling, the screaming. It never ends. This man is impossible! We are impossible. I don't know how this all started, we have been at this feud for so long. Years now. I just want the fighting to stop. I just wanted it to end, I will make it end.

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"Why are you always such a b*tch?!" Robert screams at me. Not caring that people are starting to stare. He was always one for attention. A conceited *sshole!

"Well maybe if someone would stop getting in my f*cking business, I wouldn't have to be such a godd*amn b*tch now would I?" I scream back. Prodding his shoulder slightly with my finger to get my point across. I do have to say that's one thing Robert wouldn't do. He'd never lay a hand on me, or any girl for that matter. About the only thing that man is good for!

He scoffed. "You're so pathetic, worthless...You wonder why people call you a freak? Look at yourself! Why don't you go set in your quiet little corner as always and cry!" I tuned out the rest of his little rant. His words got louder and more heartless the more he spoke. I'd had enough of his sh*t for today.

"You know what Robert?! F*ck you! I am soo...done with you! So you know what? Shut the h*ll up and leave me the f*ck alone. Do not talk to me, look at me, h*ll don't breathe around me...I'm done being your f*cking target. So grow a pair of balls, man up, and get over your sh*t! Because I am done!" With that said, I stormed out of the building. Everyone was watching me, but I didn't care. Nor did I care what Robert's response was. I heard him start to speak, but I didn't have the patience or audacity to listen.

With tears welling up in my eyes, I walked down the streets. I just wanted to go home, I just...I just I don't know anymore.

I was halfway there, when I heard that infuriating voice calling out to me. I knew exactly who it was, but I chose to ignore him. I walked faster and blinked away the tears that were still forming. Next thing I knew, my arm was grabbed and I was spun around staring at that man. That stubborn man!

"Y/N?! I was talking to you! You just walked out after all that and don't listen to what I have to say?" I jerked my arm away and started to cry. Stop crying, not in front of him. Then he did something I'd never expected from him. "Y/N?" He paused for a moment and asked with a sigh.Wha..what's wrong?"

I scoffed at his question. Despite the fact he actually asked me what's wrong, it was still a stupid question. But I couldn't help to notice he looked like he was guilty...Robert? Guilty? Maybe I am crazy! "Everything Robert! You, life, you! I don't know anymore.." my words trailed off as I began to cry harder. I turned to leave, but once again he stopped me. "What?!" I screamed.

"I was just...never mind. I'll uhh...see you around or whatever..." He actually sounded genuinely nice. That's a first. He faintly smiled before I turned to around and left.

I made my way to the house. Heading straight to my room and I just started thinking. I shouldn't have. The thoughts were harsh. Thinking was dangerous. I knew I should have tried to get it off my mind, but so much happened today. No, this whole d*mm year is more accurate..or should I just say my whole life! I just wanted to cry. I'm just done with the fighting and everyone's bullsh*t. But it was his words kept prodding at me. The word's that were slowly eating at my sanity.

B*tch

Pathetic

Worthless

Freak

And so...so many more.

Stop...I need to get out. I need to stop thinking. I just need something to get these thoughts off my mind! The stream?! Yes..It'll calm me down.

I wiped away my tears and got up from the floor. I pulled on a large hoodie, grabbed my phone and a little something for...insurance we'll say. I always carried the tiny pocket knife with me. It was mostly for in need of an emergency or other miscellaneous tasks, but sometimes I let the blade do the talking. I let it whisper how it would make the bad words stop, how it could make all my troubles go away. I never let it win...but someday it may.

I walked down the street. Heading towards the stream that I always visited when I felt upset. The stream was calming. The water flowing, the birds chirping, the sunshine peaking through the tree limbs...so serene and peaceful.

But today was different. This place that usually brought me solace, seemed to weigh heavy with pain and sadness. I didn't like it. I leaned up against the tree as usual and watched the water. But instead of hearing the water, the birds and nature. I heard him. His evil words were on repeat in my mind. I didn't have the will to fight them off. I don't know what to do. I just don't know anymore. This has to stop. Why won't it stop?

Today I'll listen to the blade. It'll help me...it promised.

Robert's POV

I was walking along the streets, heading home. When I looked up from my phone, I saw Y/N. Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on her. I don't know what started our fights, but we're ruthless towards each other. Honestly I didn't enjoy the fights like I used to. It used to be entertaining, now they're rather exhausting. And the look she has in her eyes afterwards. It puts a pit in my stomach.

I don't know why, but I have the urge to follow her. She's heading down to the creak, but she looks so...lost. Maybe...maybe I can end this fighting once and for all. End what shouldn't have gotten to this point. I don't know anymore.

As I slowly trailed behind her, I couldn't help but feel guilt wash over me. Why did I let this go on for so long. The sad thing is, I'm usually the one to instigate it and make it an even bigger deal. Why was I feeling this now? Honestly...I think it's that look she gave me. No, not her glares and looks of hatred. No...that broken, blank stare. The one that's filled with pain and hopelessness. That's what ate away at my consciousness. That's what made that pit of guilt twist my stomach into almost unbearable knots. I will stop this...I have to!

I finally got to the bank and looked across the stream and down the path a little, but nothing. I didn't see her, so I decided to turn back. Before turning I saw something move. A hand? A bloody hand?! I immediately just off the bank onto the pebble strewn ground and looked at the figure leaning against a tree. I was in shock, because before me was Y/N covered in blood. She had cuts...deep cuts...marking both arms. I immediately rushed to her side.

"Y/N?! What did you?" I painfully yelled while taking her arms in my hands and examining them carefully. She winced slightly at the pain and looked at me. There was no emotion in her stare. No she looked as though she had no feeling at all. What did she do? Why would she do this?

"Robert go away...you should be happy. I really...I really am. a. freak..." she trailed off in her words. Her voice was weak and faint, but the words cut me deep. Just like that d*mn blade...or was it me? After-all...I was the one fighting with her last.

I whipped my flannel off and immediately began wrapping it around her arms. I had to stop the bleeding somehow. She tried stopping me, but there was no use. She kept blabbering on how she was 'a freak', 'better this way', and 'no one will miss me'. They were barely audible to my ears, but I still heard enough.

"Y/N? Y..Y/N why? Stop saying that. You're are not! And many people will miss, I promise! Come on Y/N, I'm gonna get you help. I'm so sorry Y/N...I'm so soo..sorry." I was in tears as I lifted her frail body in my arms. She didn't even put up a fight now...she was too weak to fight me. Please...please let me make this right. I don't know anymore.

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Your POV

My eyes fluttered open. I'm in a hospital. The white walls and machines whirring made that an easy guess. Now the thing that made this already awkward situation more so...Robert was here. Why was Robert here? And why was he holding my hand?

I blinked a few more times, adjusting to the light. Then I pulled my hand away from him. He immediately looked up at me with red, puffy eyes. Clearly he had been crying. He started crying and immediately took my hand back into his own. I was hesitant to leaving it there, but I didn't retract my hand this time.

"Y..Y/N..Oh thank God! Please promise me you'll never do this again. Please? You scared me the shet out of me.(A/N: Let's be honest! That's how Robert would've said it!) I'm so sorry. I never wanted this. I never knew that it would come to this...Please forgive me?" He looked up at me with so much pain in his eyes. I wanted to say 'no' so badly, but the truth is...I couldn't. I couldn't do it, so instead I squeezed his hand in an assuring manner before speaking.

"Robert...I..I forgive you. But we can't keep fighting. I don't want to, I can't do it. I'm broken and it will surely shatter me if we continue." I paused for a moment, catching my breath. "I'll promise you this won't happen again, so long as you promise our little feud ends? Deal?" My voice was a little raspy, but I was still able to speak.

"You're are not broken, but we'll get through this together ok?! And deal. I'm so sorry again Y/N...I never wanted this. I want to start over?!" His voice was still shaky from crying, but his words sounded like they weren't even his. This new Robert I liked. I have a feeling we'll be getting along just fine now.

"Ok...but stop apologizing. Don't blame yourself for my choices Robert. Now let's start that new beginning!" I smiled at him and he smiled back.

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If you'd ask me to explain our little twist in fate..well that'd be impossible. Fate has a way of making its own path. So honestly...I don't know anymore! *winks*

A/N: Well I hope you all enjoyed. Hope you didn't get too upset. I didn't want a complete tragedy, so I did try to give this story a happy ending. This is probably my darkest story thus far and, also, the one that has the most strong profanity, but I hope you enjoyed. I hope you seen I tried hinting the title a few times heehee! Anyways let me know your thoughts. And have an awesome day lovelies! XOXO