Disclaimer: As per always, I don't own any of this. "Ed, Edd N' Eddy"
belongs to Cartoon Network and its creator.
A/N: To all of you who gave this story good reviews, thank you. You are what have kept this story going. I hope you like the closing chapter, and I hope you like the story in general. To all of you who gave it bad reviews, even though I'm pretty sure you wouldn't read this last chapter, I would like to say… "Naaaah!" I finished it despite you!
Now on with the story
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It had been nearly a month since the attempt on his own life. Double D still hadn't left his house yet, but Ed and Eddy had come to visit him everyday. After his near-death experience, Double D was finally beginning to realize that he could wait to see his brother again. He could wait for his death. Right now, he was alive, and alive was just fine with him. His arms were still healing, and he had bandages all the way down them, covering the newly scarring tissue. When he was all-better, he would have some nifty 'battle' scars to show everybody, but he wasn't quite ready to see them all yet.
Ed and Eddy hadn't quite yelled at him when they saw him in the hospital, but they hadn't been completely sweet either. It was to be expected, though. They had been terrified for their friend's life, and it had been Edd's fault. He took full responsibility for it. Nobody had forced him to run the glass down his arms anyway. Edd lowered his head and looked down at his hands in his lap. He shouldn't have done that. He scared Ed and Eddy half to death and they may never get over the image of him on the floor in a pool if his own blood. That was Double D's main regret. He regretted that he had hurt his friends so badly. They really did care for him. They even loved him like he was their brother.
Double D thought about that. He may have lost James, but he had two brothers who were right next door. He should have thought of that earlier. Ed and Eddy were his brothers now. No. They had always been his brothers…he just didn't know it then.
Double D smiled to himself and thought of them. Yeah. They would always be there for him no matter what his problem. He would always have them to help him through anything and everything. They were his friends. They were his family.
At that moment, Ed and Eddy bound into his room. "Hey, Sock-head," exclaimed Eddy. "Miss us?"
"Not anymore." Double D smiled happily. It was the first time in what seemed like centuries that he felt truly happy. It would be a long time before he even began to get over the death of his brother, but for now, he had two brothers with him right then who loved him very much. "What's the scam for today, Eddy?"
Eddy looked at his friend surprised. He had absolutely refused to scam all month long. Finally, Eddy smiled. "I have a great idea for a new- -"
"Buttered toast!" Ed smiled at his friend.
Double D just smiled and stood up. "Let's go outside, guys. I'm sick of being inside all day."
A/N: To all of you who gave this story good reviews, thank you. You are what have kept this story going. I hope you like the closing chapter, and I hope you like the story in general. To all of you who gave it bad reviews, even though I'm pretty sure you wouldn't read this last chapter, I would like to say… "Naaaah!" I finished it despite you!
Now on with the story
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It had been nearly a month since the attempt on his own life. Double D still hadn't left his house yet, but Ed and Eddy had come to visit him everyday. After his near-death experience, Double D was finally beginning to realize that he could wait to see his brother again. He could wait for his death. Right now, he was alive, and alive was just fine with him. His arms were still healing, and he had bandages all the way down them, covering the newly scarring tissue. When he was all-better, he would have some nifty 'battle' scars to show everybody, but he wasn't quite ready to see them all yet.
Ed and Eddy hadn't quite yelled at him when they saw him in the hospital, but they hadn't been completely sweet either. It was to be expected, though. They had been terrified for their friend's life, and it had been Edd's fault. He took full responsibility for it. Nobody had forced him to run the glass down his arms anyway. Edd lowered his head and looked down at his hands in his lap. He shouldn't have done that. He scared Ed and Eddy half to death and they may never get over the image of him on the floor in a pool if his own blood. That was Double D's main regret. He regretted that he had hurt his friends so badly. They really did care for him. They even loved him like he was their brother.
Double D thought about that. He may have lost James, but he had two brothers who were right next door. He should have thought of that earlier. Ed and Eddy were his brothers now. No. They had always been his brothers…he just didn't know it then.
Double D smiled to himself and thought of them. Yeah. They would always be there for him no matter what his problem. He would always have them to help him through anything and everything. They were his friends. They were his family.
At that moment, Ed and Eddy bound into his room. "Hey, Sock-head," exclaimed Eddy. "Miss us?"
"Not anymore." Double D smiled happily. It was the first time in what seemed like centuries that he felt truly happy. It would be a long time before he even began to get over the death of his brother, but for now, he had two brothers with him right then who loved him very much. "What's the scam for today, Eddy?"
Eddy looked at his friend surprised. He had absolutely refused to scam all month long. Finally, Eddy smiled. "I have a great idea for a new- -"
"Buttered toast!" Ed smiled at his friend.
Double D just smiled and stood up. "Let's go outside, guys. I'm sick of being inside all day."