Cosmo floated through the halls of Carl Poofy Pants the next day. Mondays sucked, and they sucked even more when the last place he wanted to be was school.

Because Spike had a checkup at the doctor's that morning, Cosmo walked to school alone. Sometimes he relished in the peace; however, on days like today, he wished he wasn't left to the devices of the voices inside his head.

Cosmo reached his locker and twisted the combination to his lock, oblivious to Luther and his goons approaching from behind. Luther pushed Cosmo's face against his own locker and yanked the hood of his hoodie so that he could shove Cosmo's back against the locker to face him. It took a bit for his vision to stop spinning before he realized Luther was grimacing back at him.

"Wussup, idiot?" Luther taunted, Cosmo's collar in his clutch. "No buddy bud with you, today?"

Cosmo met Luther's glare with a vague expression.

Bozo and Dyno snickered as Luther continued. "Well that's just too bad. He wouldn't be able to stop me anyway."

"Go ahead." Cosmo mumbled, in no mood to struggle free. "Do your worst."

"Alas, he speaks!" Luther teased dramatically as he leaned closer to where his face was mere inches away from his prey. "Is that a threat?"

Cosmo kept his same vague expression as he muttered "You can't hurt me any more than I already am."

Red flashed across Cosmo's vision, followed by the sensation of bone snapping underneath his nose. He lifted a shaking hand to his nose, feeling blood drain like a runny nose.

Luther laughed in his face mockingly, his fist still tightly curled. "How's that?"

Cosmo lifted his head, staring Luther in the eye, as he slowly began to laugh quietly.

Luther scrunched his face, annoyed his prey was laughing instead of crying. "What's so funny, freak?"

His laugh subsided as soon as it began, Cosmo smiling with a teasing grin. "That all you got?"

His stomach bowed in pain from the impact of the same fist that punched his nose, as if his intestines were squished by a speeding car. A gravelly cough hacked from his throat as Luther snatched him by the hair and smashed Cosmo straight into the ground face first.

Cracking his knuckles, Luther bent down to Cosmo's level, pulling his head by his hair to make eye contact. "I'm just getting started." Luther threatened, smiling maniacally. "Besides, we both know I could kill you if I wanted."

Trickles of blood slipped into his mouth as Cosmo fixed his lips to say "Do it, then."

Bozo and Dyno looked at each other before looking back at Luther, soon realizing Cosmo wasn't joking. Luther came to the same realization, his smile scrunching into an ominous scowl, and proceeded to thrust Cosmo's face back into the hard marble floors.

"I won't give you the satisfaction." Luther gritted his teeth, rising from his plaything. "Idiot."

Cosmo didn't stir as Luther and his goons left him to fly a row of lockers down to home room. The school bell rang through his ears, and students soon emptied the halls to their respective classrooms. With wobbling arms, Cosmo forced himself off the ground as he came to his knees, staring as the forming blood spot below. His nose throbbed with a burning sensation, and his stomach churned with the urge to vomit.

He swallowed the remnants of toast threatening to upheave and brought himself up to a floating position. He reached down to the floor to retrieve his backpack, shaking his head from spinning. Giving up on getting necessary binders and books from his locker, Cosmo dragged himself down the hall towards home room, occasionally lifting his hand to catch the blood dripping from his nose.

Yeah, Mondays definitely sucked.

As the home room teacher, Mrs. Hufflepuff, reclined in her office chair reading a magazine at her desk, the class of Seniors chatted amongst themselves, already experiencing symptoms of senioritis. Susie nestled in Alewandro's arms as he sat on top his school desks, Susie sitting across his lap. Wanda sat on one half of Juandissimo's desk while he rested his head in his arms on the other.

The events of yesterday's visitation troubled Juandissimo's mind to where he struggled to fall asleep. Knowing Mrs. Hufflepuff couldn't care less, Wanda encouraged him to use the fifty minutes of the free period to take a nap as she figured it could help him feel a little bit better.

"So, prom is only a few weeks away." Alewandro reminded, making conversation. "Do you girls have any ideas for your dresses?"

"We were thinking a more 'vampiric' approach." Susie joked, smiling to Wanda. "Y'know, bell sleeves, black velvet, mysteriously ominous."

"Black eyeliner and fangs for added flare." Wanda joined in lightheartedly, gently rubbing Juandissimo's back with one hand as he slept.

"Sooooo Anti-Fairy vibes." Alewandro humored, catching on to the sarcasm. "Love that."

Mrs. Hufflepuff turned to the direction of a tardy student entering her class, setting her magazine on her desk as she witnessed the bruise on his nose growing darker by the second. "Cosmo, what happened to you?"

Cosmo shook his head, holding his nose as he wished not to answer.

"You look awful!" Mrs. Hufflepuff pressed, no longer caring about Cosmo's tardiness. "You need to go to the nurse."

Cosmo shook his head 'no,' seeing no point in getting fixed up just for Luther to bang him up again later.

"Wanda?" Mrs. Hufflepuff called, getting Wanda's attention. "Take Cosmo to the nurse's office, will you? I'm sure he'll be more inclined to go if you go with him."

Mrs. Hufflepuff was one of those oblivious teachers that never really kept up with anything going on in their students' lives. Despite noticing Cosmo and Wanda sitting apart from each other in home room, she still assumed they were associating in one way or the other.

Wanda turned to Cosmo staring towards the ground, refusing to make eye contact. She then turned to Juandissimo, hesitating to leave.

"We will look after him while you are gone." Alewandro assured. "Plus, you know Señorita Hufflepuff will not take 'no' for an answer."

With a reluctant sigh, Wanda floated over to Mrs. Hufflepuff's desk. She was given a hall pass, and with Cosmo flying to the exit, they began their journey to the nurse.

Awkward silence loomed over them on their stroll, Wanda anxiously rubbing her forearm with hall pass in hand as Cosmo floated silently with folded arms, staring towards his shoes. Awkward was an understatement at this point; the tension between them could be cut with a hacksaw. They hadn't spoken to each other in months; Wanda had no idea how to act around him, and vice versa. The universe sure had a sick and twisted way of bring the past back to haunt them, and neither one had any desire to interact with the other.

Wanda glanced at Cosmo's nose as it continued to bleed, though some of the bleeding appeared to have slowed. Judging by the discolored deformity in the arch of his nose, he could be dealing with a fracture. Geez, did Luther have to hit him so hard?

Poofing up a tissue, Wanda silently offered it to Cosmo of whom silently accepted. He didn't look at her when he took the tissue and held it against his nose, making Wanda more uncomfortable. She had never seen Cosmo like this before; he was so…cold.

Wanting to break the ice, Wanda turned to Cosmo and sincerely asked. "Did Luther do this to you?"

Cosmo halted midflight, causing Wanda to do the same. His eyes remained on his shoes, yet his face turned irritated, convincing Wanda to think she should have just kept quiet.

With venom in his voice, Cosmo murmured "You don't get to pretend to care when you're dating someone else."

Striking the nerve she didn't realize she had, Wanda retorted "You don't get to be angry with me when you're the one who ended the relationship."

Out of nowhere, Cosmo balled his fist to strike a random locker to his left, Wanda jumping from the impact. This wasn't the 'let's hash things out' conversation she was expecting, nor was it a conversation she wished to have. Especially under these circumstances.

"Did you really love me?!" Cosmo yelled, Wanda jerking from the sudden outburst. "Did you ever love me at all?!"

Wanda's eyes widened in astonishment. "Of course, I loved you!" Wanda voiced, saddened from his angered expression. "I was completely heartbroken when we broke up!"

"Didn't take you long to snuggle up to Muscles Magoo!" Cosmo refuted. "In fact, how do I know you were seeing him behind my back the whole time?!"

"Are you crazy?!" Wanda couldn't believe what she was hearing; he was deflecting the blame on her! "I only ever talked to him when we worked on our project, and after that, we didn't speak before you dumped me! How is that 'seeing' him behind your back?!"

"He only stood up for me once, that day in the cafeteria." Cosmo pointed out, referring to the day Juandissimo stopped Luther from doing further damage. "And that one time he stood up to Luther, you were sitting next to me! Why would he do something like that if you weren't doing more than just talking?!"

Wanda felt her blood boil; he was really coming out of left field.

"In fact," Cosmo continued, folding his arms. "he's a popular jock! You were probably sleeping with him already which explains why you never slept with me!"

"Cosmo, are you delusional?!" Wanda rebutted. "I would never do something like that! I'm not that kind of girl!"

Cosmo creased his brow and spat. "Could've fooled me."

Wanda creased her own brow, folding her arms. "There you go, acting like a Cosma!" Cosmo's expression switched to that of distraught; is she really gonna go there? "A Cosma that can't take responsibility for their own actions and has to guilt others for their wrong doings!"

Not wanting to show the fact that Wanda got to him, Cosmo changed his expression to that of scorn. "And there you go, acting like a Fairywinkle!" Cosmo rebounded, unfazed by Wanda's tears brimming in her eyes. "A Fairywinkle that moves on from person to person because they're a desperate attention whore!"

She couldn't hold back her tears as they started to stream down her cheeks. Wanda could not recognize the fairy in front of her. The Cosmo she remembered would never think those words let alone speak like that to her. Why was he making her out to be the villain in all of this?

He felt steam fuming from his ears. He didn't care if what he was saying was downright spiteful. He didn't care if he was in the wrong. He simply didn't care anymore. She wasted no time finding someone else to fill her void while he's been beating himself up! It's like she didn't care about him at all!

Wanda glared at him, unable to control the quiver in her voice. "You're such an idiot…"

Cosmo hovered gradually to where he was inches away from her, scowling her in the eyes before uttering the words "And you're such a slut."

She stared at him through her tears, frozen in anguish. He continued to glare at her before turning to float away in the direction of the nurse's office, leaving Wanda to snap the rubber band against her wrist in attempts to silence her demanding itches.

As the bell signaled the end of first period and the transition into second, students entered like stampedes into the halls. With Alewandro and Juandissimo behind, Susie exited home room and scanned the halls for her best friend. Wanda never returned from taking Cosmo to the nurse, and this concerned her because the trip should have only taken at least three minutes.

Through the crowds, Susie spotted Wanda floating from the direction of the girl's bathroom, mindlessly rubbing her forearm. Discerning the depressed look on her face, Susie motioned for the brothers to follow her as she few over to Wanda.

Dried tears stained on her face, Wanda looked down at her arm, watching fresh blood seep through her arm warmer. She cursed herself, knowing there was no hiding the severity of her relapse, because she soon felt Susie's arms wrap around her.

"Wanda, what's wrong?!" Susie questioned before pulling away to look down towards Wanda's arm. Alewandro floated beside Susie as she turned to Wanda and asked. "What happened?!"

Wanda said nothing as Juandissimo pulled her in to hug her, unable to find the voice to speak. Her arm burned just as much as the hole in her heart, realizing all of her progress had been ruined from one moment of weakness.

"Cosmo said something to you…is that it?" Alewandro inquired, putting two and two together. She was perfectly fine that morning before she left with Cosmo.

Wanda was unresponsive in Juandissimo's arms, staring towards the floor. Juandissimo happened to look up to see Spike approaching Cosmo by his locker in the halls, and in that moment, his brow creased. That idiot picked the wrong day to mess with his girlfriend.

Alewandro noticed the frustration in his brother's face, reading his mind. "Juan…whatever you are thinking, no los hagas." Alewandro warned as Juandissimo released Wanda from his embrace. Wanda stared at him as Juandissimo glared in Cosmo's direction. Now that she thought about it, she's never seen Juandissimo so angry before either.

What in the Mercury retrograde is going on?

"Juandissimo." Alewandro floated to Juandissimo, grabbing his shoulder. "No hagas esto."

And, of course, Juandissimo did the exact opposite.

"Juandissimo, no!" Alewandro called to deaf ears as Juandissimo pushed Alewandro's hand off and hovered in the direction of his worst enemy.

"I'm out for one class period, and this happens?" Spike joked as Cosmo leaned against his locker with his foot, rubbing his newly applied nose cast. "You can't catch a break, can you?"

No. He can't. Because as soon as Spike said those words, both he and Cosmo turned to see Juandissimo hovering close to them with folded arms.

"We need to talk." Juandissimo voiced sternly, wasting no time. "Now."

Cosmo, in no mood for any of his crap, sat up from his locker to face Juandissimo, simply replying with his own fixed expression. "I have nothing to say to you."

"Yet you had plenty to say to mi novia, right?" Juandissimo retorted, creasing his brow further.

Cosmo hovered closer to his rival, locking eyes. "You don't scare me." Cosmo gritted, keeping his tone calm yet firm. "In fact, I dare you to do somethin', tough guy."

"Do not test me, pendejo." Juandissimo warned. "You will regret it."

"Oh yeah?" Cosmo taunted. "Prove it."

It wasn't long for by standers to form a circle a few feet away from the pair, anticipating a quarrel between two of the most unlikely fairies. Juanita and Starr gawked at the scene, wondering what was happening, and found Susie and Alewandro to stand beside in the background.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaah!" Luther instigated, Bozo and Dyno floating beside. "Beat the mess outta him!"

Blonda promptly smacked Luther in the back of the head. "Stop being an instigator!"

Wanda looked on as her ex and her boyfriend scowled at each other, fighting with herself on whether she should intervene. She didn't need this, and she really didn't want this.

Taking her chances, Wanda floated in between the two, separating them. "Can you guys just not?!" Wanda grilled them both, spreading her arms to keep the two fairies apart. "This isn't necessary!"

"Woooooooooww, that's rich." Cosmo teased as he glared passed Wanda to provoke Juandissimo further. "Muscles Magoo needs a giiiirlll to fight his battles!"

"How about you shut up, ¡hijo de puta!"

"Make me, dipshit!"

Oooooohs circulated through the crowd as Spike yanked Cosmo by the shoulder, spinning him around to face him. "Cosmo, you idiot!" Spike yelled, shaking some sense into him. "If you value your life, you'll shut that mouth of yours, right now!"

"Juandissimo, please!" Wanda pressed, grabbing his shoulders in attempts to block his path. "Don't do this!"

"Did you not hear what he just called me?!" Juandissimo griped, finding it more difficult to control his anger.

"H-he's not himself!" Wanda tried to reason. "Don't listen to him!"

"Sad you wanted my sloppy seconds!"

Wanda shot a glare towards Cosmo as more reactions came from the crowd. A grimacing smile curved Cosmo's lips as Juandissimo kept his furious gaze, Spike shaking his head behind him. "Just hope the sex is better than her whining all the time!"

Wanda couldn't stop Juandissimo from speeding passed her and shoving Cosmo into a locker by the collar, causing shocked reactions from bystanders, and Spike couldn't save Cosmo from whatever Juandissimo was about to do.

Cosmo didn't flinch, however. He kept his glare, staring down the face of a mad man.

As he clutched Cosmo and constrained him against the locker, Juandissimo was quickly running out of patience. "You have some nerv-"

Juandissimo was interrupted by a bullet of saliva right between the eyes.

That's it.

He gotta die.

The ball of Juandissimo's fist rammed just below Cosmo's ribcage, the feeling of crackling ribs smashing against his knuckles. Cosmo doubled over in a wheezing cough before Juandissimo elbowed the back of his neck, knocking him to the ground. The crowd looked on as Juandissimo straddled on top of Cosmo and smashed the sides of Cosmo's face with one fist after the other. With each blow came swollen cheeks, a discolored eye, a throb in his skull, a new fracture in his nose, and the taste of iron sloshing around in his mouth from hemorrhaging gums.

Wanda was horrified amidst the egging of the crowd as Juandissimo's rage unleashed onto Cosmo's defenseless face. Juanita looked on as Alewandro rushed over and grabbed Juandissimo by the arms, ending it before it got any worse.

"Juandissimo!" Alewandro wrestled his brother off of Cosmo. "¡Detén esta mierda, ahora!"

With a much force as he could muster, Alewandro slammed Juandissimo back against a nearby locker. "¡Piense en lo que está haciendo!" Alewandro continued, fighting against Juandissimo for control of his wrists. He gripped his wrists and crossed them against his chests in restraint, making eye contact as he yelled to his brother "¡No seas como él!"

Juandissimo ceased his struggle, his blue-violets glaring into his icy blue as his rage slowly subsided in deep, hitched breaths. Mumbles rose from onlookers as Cosmo rolled over to his stomach, struggling to push himself off the ground.

Taking the cue that the situation deescalated, Spike ran over to his friend, kneeling down to his level. "Dude…" Spike groaned as Cosmo coughed blood. "…I warned you, bro."

Susie turned to both Juanita and Starr, eyes darting back and forth between them and Juandissimo looking as if he was calming down in Alewandro's constraints. "I don't get it." She turned to Juanita, watching her worried expression directed to her brothers. "…what did Alewandro say to make him stop?"

Through eyes of distress, Juanita hugged the books in her arms tighter. "…Think about what you are doing." Juanita whimpered as she translated, turning to Susie and Wanda's direction. "…Do not be like him."

Susie was still confused. "Don't be like whom?"

"Their birth father…" Wanda muttered, disturbed by the sight of Cosmo almost beaten to a pulp.

Sensing he was calmer, Alewandro released Juandissimo from his hold, though that was short lived when Juandissimo punched a random locker and sped past Wanda and past the crowd in the opposite direction.

"Juandissimo!" Alewandro called out, chasing after him, Juanita soon following suit.

Wanda stared at Cosmo, watching him struggle to breath. She couldn't take the sight anymore, and she too fled away, Susie racing after her.

Mama Cosma drove into the driveway and set the gear to 'park' when she reached the end. She left the ignition to run and laid her head in her arms over the steering wheel, trying to control her emotions. Her day was ruined when she received a call from her son's school informing her that she needed to pick him up for fighting. Her Cosmo lo-lo? Fighting? Since when? He knew Carl Poofy Pants had a zero-fighting policy, so what was he thinking?

Cosmo remained silent in the passenger's seat, unable to look at his mother. The car ride home was tense, to say the least. His mother spoke not a single word the entire time, nor did she look in his direction. The principal had given Mama Cosma a synopsis from other students and Cosmo's account of what happened. Cosmo had told the truth, too riddled with pain to lie. He provoked Juandissimo on purpose to get a rise, thus warranting the one-sided physical fight.

"Help me to understand, Cosmo…" Mama Cosma muttered, lifting her head towards her son's direction. "…what in the Sam hell has gotten into you?!"

Cosmo's lips glued shut, eyes magnified to his shoes.

"I had to clock out from work and drive all the way to your school to pick you up because you managed to get yourself suspended!" Mama Cosma continued, scowling at her son. "And not only that, you managed to get yourself suspended over a fight! A fight that you caused! Over a girl you were supposed to be done with!"

"Mama, I am done with her!" Cosmo finally responded, resulting in a slap in the face.

"If you were done with her, we wouldn't be in this situation!" Mama Cosma countered, watching her son rub the newly formed handprint on his cheek.

Cosmo didn't respond, lowering his gaze.

"You have no idea how embarrassing this is!" Mama Cosma complained, shaking her head in disappointment. "But you don't care, right? Because you don't care about anything!"

Cosmo avoided her glare, his throat dry with shame.

"You are grounded, young man!" Mama Cosma commanded. "Until further notice!"

Cosmo forced his tears in the back of his eyes.

"I have to get back to work, possibly work overtime just to make up the time I had to deal with you!" Mama Cosma grumbled, adjusting her rearview mirror before she turned to her son and yelled "Now get out of my car and go to your room!"

Doing as told, Cosmo unbuckled his seatbelt and exited the car with backpack in hand. Mama Cosma released the break and shifted the gear to 'reverse' as Cosmo used his house key to unlock the door and enter inside. Upon opening and shutting the door behind him, Cosmo let his backpack tumble to the ground, fell to his knees, and bent over with his face in his palms.

With a quivering inhale, Cosmo exhaled a throaty, shrieking screech.

In another suburban neighborhood, Alewandro sat on the edge of his bed, arms crossed in thought. When he and Juanita returned from school, his parents questioned them with their account of what happened. The principal had given their father a synopsis when he went to pick Juandissimo up from school, and Juandissimo simply didn't talk. Alewandro then learned that Juandissimo had been grounded on top of getting suspended for the rest of the week, thus he stayed in his room right after receiving his punishment.

Deciding to go check on him, Alewandro left his room and floated across the hall to Juandissimo's. "Juan?" Alewandro knocked three times, waiting for a cue to enter.

He was met with silence, prompting him to knock again. "Juandissimo!"

"What!?" came Juandissimo's irritated reply.

"¿Puedo entrar?"

He was met with more silence before he heard a muffled "No me importa" from behind the door, taking it as Juandissimo's way of saying "Yes, come in."

Alewandro opened the door to see Juandissimo lying on his stomach in his bed with the back of his head facing him. He left the door ajar and hovered over next to Juandissimo, sitting by his feet. Juandissimo didn't look at him, but Alewandro noted the sadness in Juandissimo's eyes. Rarely did Juandissimo get in trouble, and rarely did he get in trouble because of a fight.

Breaking the silence, Alewandro asked "…you okay?"

"No."

Alewandro shrugged, realizing that was a dumb question. With an exhale, Alewandro turned to his brother. "What happened today…was not all your fault." Alewandro assured. "...you know that, right?"

Juandissimo didn't respond as he rolled over onto his back. He covered his eyes with his hands, irritated with himself.

Alewandro watched him, continuing his opinions. "I understand why you got so heated…" He turned away to lean over his knees with his folded arms. "…If it were me and Susie in that situation…I know for a fact I would have bashed his skull in."

Juandissimo dragged his hands down his face, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared towards the ceiling. He shouldn't have let some pendejo get to him…but, man, did he know all the right buttons to push.

Alewandro kept his eyes to the floor, that was until he heard Juandissimo ask "…do you think…I am like him?"

Alewandro turned to his brother, seeing his confliction written all over his face. "Of course, not." Alewandro affirmed with a headshake. "…I just." He tried to find his words. "…I said what I said because I have never seen you so angry before…I felt the need to stop you before the situation became worse than it could have been…"

Juandissimo kept his eyes to the ceiling, unsure if he could believe those words for himself.

Sensing his discomfort, Alewandro rose from his seat on the bed, thinking he may have overstayed his welcome. "Well…I just came to check on you, hermanito." Alewandro sighed, pausing before he floated from the bed to the door.

"…Alewandro?"

He turned in the direction of his brother, stopping just before he'd reach the door. Juandissimo's eyes turned to Alewandro. "…when you see Wanda tomorrow…will you tell her I am sorry if I scared her?"

Alewandro stared at his brother intently, hesitating before he replied "I will."

Cosmo was on his side, staring out the bedroom window as silent tears dropped onto his pillow.

He was curled in the same position the remainder of the day, not even leaving to use the bathroom. He couldn't bring himself to move, he was in so much pain that it hurt just to breathe.

His mind raced with the events of the day, starting with Luther. Luther had bullied him since pre-school, and he still never understood why. Cosmo couldn't recall a time where he may have done something to Luther; then again, Luther didn't need a reason to mess with anyone. And sure, he'd beaten Cosmo up before, he may have caused a few bruises here and there, but fracturing his nose was new for him. The moment he threatened he could kill him, Cosmo almost wanted him to do so, though if he did, there'd be one less moron's life for him to ruin.

If he didn't taunt Luther to basically break his nose, Wanda would have never been asked to escort him to the nurse. Thinking back now, he had no right to say any of the things he said. He was just butt hurt over Wanda managing to find someone else to love as much as they loved her, while he couldn't bring himself to love anyone else. She didn't deserve it, yet he said those awful things to make her cry. He hugged himself tighter just at the thought of tearing Wanda's soul to shreds. She probably hated his guts now, and he wouldn't blame her. Honestly, he hated himself too.

If he didn't say those nasty, horrible things to Wanda, Juandissimo would have never confronted him. What was he thinking, aggravating him like that?! Did he think Juandissimo was just not going to do anything? Did he just expect Juandissimo to stand there and let him talk to him that way without a fight? Cosmo cursed himself, because Juandissimo was man enough to fight for the woman he loved, something Cosmo felt he wasn't. Juandissimo was smart, handsome, strong, and the horrible reminder that Wanda may never come back to him.

If he didn't initiate that fight with Juandissimo, his mother would have never taken time off from her part-time job. It wasn't new for him to get in trouble, but it was new for him to get suspended. She was so ashamed of him, so disappointed, more so than ever before. Her hating him for dating Wanda behind her back was one thing…hating him for being the idiot that he is was another. She hadn't come to check on him when she returned home. He hadn't spoken to her since the car ride home. She must be really pissed, but apparently, not pissed off to finish the job Luther and Juandissimo started.

Cosmo's silent tears became wrenching sobs, curling into himself. All he ever seemed to do was ruin people's lives. Spike was right…he was a drag. Actually, scratch that, Spike was wrong. He was more than a drag; he was a waste of sperm and egg. No one cared if he lived or died, and at this point, neither did he.

Mustering the strength, Cosmo sat up in his bed and stood up, wincing in pain as he did so. Floating over to his backpack, Cosmo unzipped his front pocket for a notebook and pen. With both in his grasp, Cosmo tore a sheet of paper from his notebook and placed it on top of the cover for a hard surface to write on. And, with tears running down his cheeks onto the sheet of paper, Cosmo began to write;

Dear Mama,

When you read this note, I'll be long gone.

I'm writing this note…because I wanted to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being a horrible son, I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble, and I'm sorry for ruining your life.

I don't know why I do the things I do. I don't know why I say the things I say. I don't know why I act the way I act. I…I don't know why I am the way I am. But what I do know, is that who and what I am are things no one should have to deal with, not even you.

I hate to leave you like how Papa left…but Mama…I can't live like this knowing that all I ever do is hurt people. Papa left because he couldn't deal with you…but…I'm leaving because you shouldn't have to deal with me.

Just know, that no matter what, even if I didn't act like it sometimes…I love you, and I hope, with me gone, that I'll make your life better…

Love,

Cosmo lo-lo.

AN: Man this chapter was difficult, especially towards the end. I'm the one who wrote this stupid thing and yet I'm all like "Cosmo, baby, I just wanna give you a hug!" Poor little Cosmo lo-lo

Gonna put an updated trigger warning for the next chap for mentions of suicide; mostly for those really suffering from mental health issues, just to be safe...