My Last Hope
By: KnuxZimRyoko15
Okay, please be nice. It's a first for everything. A first Ed, Edd, N Eddy fic, a first Yaoi fic, and a first Drama/Angst fic. Keep this in mind as you read.
Edd sat there at his desk with a knife in his hand. Everything he had just overheard only added to his misery. His foster parents were yelling at each other, both obviously drunk again. He touched his bare forehead. He looked at his hand. The wound was still bleeding from where the vase hit him. He moaned a little out of fear, pain, and misery. Something crashed in the bedroom across from his. He flopped on his bed and went to sleep.
He recollected all that had happened to him these past five years. The death of his parents, his move to Peach Creek, the abusing Foster parents he got stuck with, the four week-long cocaine runs that left him alone. But, he thought with malicious humor, those weeks are the best. There was also the depression, talk of divorce, and just yesterday a man came and said that Edd might have to go to a new family. It all became too much to bear. Edd cried until his eyes were red, crying for his parents, crying for his friends, but mostly crying for himself. He cried a lot lately, too much just to be normal depression. "SHUT UP IN THERE!!" his "father" yelled. It was followed by a well aimed boot, straight to Edd's head. "OW!" Edd screamed as the boot hit him in the forehead, opening the already existing wound even further. It also opened the deep wound on the inside a little too much. He couldn't stop the tears now. He cried for an hour, and didn't even feel it when his foster dad hit him with a rock. That's when his foster dad saw the knife. "Whaddya doin' wit mah good knife?!? YOU PLANNIN' TA CUT YERSELF BOY?!?! Well, I can't let ya do that. Who's gonna keep the house all sparkling clean for you poor parents?" He smiled maliciously.
That did it. Shy little Edd burst. "YOU ARE NOT MY PARENTS!!!!! YOU ARE INCAPABLE OF BEING PARENTS!!!! I MISS MY REAL PARENTS!!!!!" He started crying anew, not just from the outburst, but because his "Dad" just cut him with the knife on the cheek. "Never, an' I mean NEVER talk ter me like you just did. If yer parents hadn't been so stupid, they would've never gotten themselves killed. We're all you've got." And with that, he left the room, leaving Edd all alone with a bleeding cheek.
By: KnuxZimRyoko15
Okay, please be nice. It's a first for everything. A first Ed, Edd, N Eddy fic, a first Yaoi fic, and a first Drama/Angst fic. Keep this in mind as you read.
Edd sat there at his desk with a knife in his hand. Everything he had just overheard only added to his misery. His foster parents were yelling at each other, both obviously drunk again. He touched his bare forehead. He looked at his hand. The wound was still bleeding from where the vase hit him. He moaned a little out of fear, pain, and misery. Something crashed in the bedroom across from his. He flopped on his bed and went to sleep.
He recollected all that had happened to him these past five years. The death of his parents, his move to Peach Creek, the abusing Foster parents he got stuck with, the four week-long cocaine runs that left him alone. But, he thought with malicious humor, those weeks are the best. There was also the depression, talk of divorce, and just yesterday a man came and said that Edd might have to go to a new family. It all became too much to bear. Edd cried until his eyes were red, crying for his parents, crying for his friends, but mostly crying for himself. He cried a lot lately, too much just to be normal depression. "SHUT UP IN THERE!!" his "father" yelled. It was followed by a well aimed boot, straight to Edd's head. "OW!" Edd screamed as the boot hit him in the forehead, opening the already existing wound even further. It also opened the deep wound on the inside a little too much. He couldn't stop the tears now. He cried for an hour, and didn't even feel it when his foster dad hit him with a rock. That's when his foster dad saw the knife. "Whaddya doin' wit mah good knife?!? YOU PLANNIN' TA CUT YERSELF BOY?!?! Well, I can't let ya do that. Who's gonna keep the house all sparkling clean for you poor parents?" He smiled maliciously.
That did it. Shy little Edd burst. "YOU ARE NOT MY PARENTS!!!!! YOU ARE INCAPABLE OF BEING PARENTS!!!! I MISS MY REAL PARENTS!!!!!" He started crying anew, not just from the outburst, but because his "Dad" just cut him with the knife on the cheek. "Never, an' I mean NEVER talk ter me like you just did. If yer parents hadn't been so stupid, they would've never gotten themselves killed. We're all you've got." And with that, he left the room, leaving Edd all alone with a bleeding cheek.