Enjoy.

A hard sigh was made.

"What was that?" Ann asked.

"We're done." Eddward said as he plummeted towards the freshly vacuumed couch.

"I told you it wasn't that bad, now didn't I?" She asked, putting the last of cleaning supplies in a dedicated closet.

"You and I have quite the heterogeneous assumptions as to in what shape my house was in. Nonetheless, I'm content to know that we, at this point in time, have a shared understanding of the meaning clean." Edd said as he remembered the filthy condition his accommodation was.

About seven hours earlier.

"It's okay, Edd. Just breathe!" Ann nearly shouted at the boy retreating backwards with wide eyes in an alarming rate.

"No. Nope. Cannot handle." Edd tried to speak as clearly as he could, though his hyperventilating caused his speech to become labored and incomprehensible, for the best part.

It's been approximately a quester past one o'clock, when they arrived to Eddward's house at the all too familiar cul-de-sac, after finally being discharged from the hospital. The belated discharge was long overdue, by everyone's account.

Now, over a week after his oh so sweet sixteenth birthday, Edd thought he'd be overjoyed to step in his beloved home. But, as to where assumptions go, we don't always get what we want.

As he walked through the grey door, leading rom the usually unused garage to his living room, he felt like the floor left his feet and himself is plummeting through the earth's crust into what smells to be the depths of hell. It smelt musty and dusty, and overall repulsive to the beanie wearing teen.

For the past few months, Edd's home was a Mecca to him. He'd dream about it at night, and wished the nightmare of a residence in the hospital will cease as soon as possible. Still, he managed to survive on the sheer faith he will be returning to his immaculate and beloved home. But to his horror, he was met with a grimy house with such foul smell he had to reverse his steps.

All visions to return to normal were shattered. His house was not the same as he left it that sunny morning about five months ago. He was not the same person returning to the same house, the house was different. Of course the house is different, Edd thought to himself as he backed out of it. Looking around, everything was covered with a thick layer of dust, the white couch turned grey, filth covered the floors, a cockroach laid dead at the middle of the floor, and every single plant he cared about was dead, for months probably. I haven't been here for months. That actually happened and now everything is dead.

The realization of all of it came crushing upon him like a ton of inflamed bricks, thrown at him from a catapult, at 240 mph. All the anxiety he put on a low burner for the past few months erupted in a magnificent flame, burning down all sense of psychological stability he thought he had.

And as if a switch clicked or a fuse simply burned, the minute Edd's back met the garage wall, everything went numb. A white sound engulfed all of his senses to a halting stop.

This happened, his mined screamed at him. And as if by Que., every event he went through in the last summer had played in his consciousness in fast forward. The beating, the pain, waking up alone at the hospital, his friends' attitude, his parents, the pain, Ann, Marie, the birthday 'party', the pain. So much pain. And now, when you'd think all the pain and suffering to be over, some more is introduced to our young hero.

That made him chuckle, a sound which puzzled himself as well.

"Edd?" Ann questioned, placing a hand on his shoulder. Edd immediately snapped his eyes open and glared at her, furrowing his eyebrows at her touch.

With a dark look to his usually content looking pale blue eyes, he no less then growled her way "At the fucking flesh." Shaking her hand off of his shoulder, he walked passed her to the door and said "Let's get this over with."

And all through the internal commotion, he almost missed the baffled redhead standing at his front door, across the street. Almost.

A/N:

Hey guys, so sorry for the lack of updates, I'm swimming in midterms. However, I hope you enjoyed this short chapter and the meaning behind it. This was supposed to symbolize the ultimate "death" of the old Edd.

Sweet reviews are what keeps me going, to be honest. Plus, I do take your suggestions to heart, so don't hesitate to suggest some stuff