I normally don't write angst, but hey, one can't blame me. I did a stupid thing by breaking up with my boyfriend (T-T), and I thought of a way to get my feelings out of my system. So I made Joey feel mostly things that I'm feeling now. There might be a part two, I'm not sure as of yet. So read, enjoy, and REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any characters. That would be Kazuki Takahashi. (Any relation to Rumiko Takahashi???) But I wouldn't mind stealing Kaiba... that sexy beast...

Samusa Naraku (Cold Abyss)

I feel cold. Cold to the bone, no, to the depths of my soul. An overwhelming chill that I cannot get rid of. No matter what I do or tell myself, it won't go away. This depression will not lift so that I may be happy again. But this coldness... it makes me feel like I'll never be truly happy again.

And the one who caused this? Seto Kaiba.

My entire world feels so cold. I can't help but walk around each day with a deep frown. Yugi, Tea, and Tristan won't leave me alone. They keep asking what the hell is wrong with me. I wish they'd leave me alone. I could never tell them why I'm so depressed. They wouldn't understand.

It feels as if my world has turned black. A world of complete darkness. A void with nothing in it but myself. A dark hole that has swallowed me and won't allow even the smallest glimmer of light inside to touch me. My heart feels the same as well. A black heart full of sorrow, hatred, and nothing. I'm drowning in this pool of nothingness, and no one is around to save me. I feel as if I'm falling... falling deeper, slowly falling further awayfrom anyone that could save me, and further away from happiness and the warmth of light.Nothing above, and nothing below to catch me. Only a black void. (It feels like the fucking Shadow Realm!)

Why do I blame Seto for my internal suffering? Well, I shouldn't blame him. It's actually not his fault that I feel so horrible inside. I seriously don't blame him for the way he feels. One can't change the way they feel so easily.

I admit that I'm in love. You know- head over fuckin' heels. I just wanna be near him, and talk to him about anything we wanted, and without any harsh, hateful words. Instead, using kind, gentle, loving words that I would melt to. And I wish to be held in his arms for as long as possible, my face buried in his tender neck and softly kissing it. Just to feel his warm arms tightly around me, letting me know that he feels the same way I do for him. Hell, I could be happy with just laying beside him, staring into those beautiful cerulean eyes. I crave his tender lips to be against mine, just to know that he's real. I just wanna lay in his arms and cuddle into his warmth, so I would stop being so cold...

I told him in a note about how I feel. I thought that he had the right to know. I did that Friday, and it's now Wednesday. Yeah, I pass him in the halls at school, even have two classes with him. I don't talk to him- I'm unable to. I keep my head down, keeping my eyes low, and long for him to talk to me first. But I notice that he also looks down, and has a complete sadness in his eyes. Everytime I see him like that, I just wanna hold him close and try to make him smile. I wish that we could talk to each other as lovers... I can only wish...

I just feel like curling into a ball and crying my eyes out in this void that I'm stuck in. I wish someone, that someone being Seto, to come into this dark oblivion and pull me into the light. I wish I would stop feeling so cold and unloved.

I constantly feel cold. I'm always wearing any long sleeves I can these days. Even then, I'm still freezing. Everything I touch feels cold. I look at myself in the mirror, and my eyes are even icyer than Seto's. Everyone's commented that my voice and choice of words are colder that ice. I feel like a souless husk of a body, and darkness took it over. And I hate it.

I wanna end this all. There're two ways to lift this overwhelming depression- 1.) Seto talkss to me and tells me that he loves me too, and we live happily ever after. 2.) ... Well. I end it myself. I'd use slow, torturous pain to end it all. Not many'll miss me, so no loss there. We have dozens of razor blades just lying around the house. Oh, and we have a knife, curved and about the length of a short sword. Real sharp, and made in Sweden. (Shows how closely I inspected it.) Starvation would work,but sharp objects give more... pleasure. It'd beat this constant, heart breaking pain inside, living day by day, hoping and wishing that he'd speak up about how he feels.

Hmm... Poison. I learned in school that chemicals like methanol can kill humans...

I just want all of this hurt and coldness to go away, no matter what it takes. I can barely stand it anymore.

Author's Notes: Well? Whaddya think for my angsty.... chapter? Story? YOU DECIDE!!! It's different to write, since I'm mostly a humor story author. (And is a supergenius at it!!!! ) Like I said before, I've felt like crap inside, and wanted to get my feelings out.

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