Dying just for you
He set the folded piece of paper on the floor next to him. His whole body shook as he slowly kneeled onto the ground, his fingers wrapped tightly around the handle of the steak knife.
He was going to make this easy on everyone.
He'd make it easy on his brother to forgive, because part of Roxas was angry that his brother was able to forgive and forget that quickly. He was going to make it easy on Kairi, because if she wanted him that bad then it was unhealthy for her anyways.
He was going to make it easy on Naminé, because if he was dead then she wouldn't have to worry about forgiving him. She wouldn't have to worry about being used, about being made fun of, about being treated like shit because of him.
All he had done was create a mess of problems that branched off and created bigger messes somewhere else along the web of… mess.
Take him out, and the mess was gone.
He closed his eyes, pressing the tip of the blade so it made a tiny indent on the bare skin of his chest.
Will power.
He shoved the knife in, screaming out in pain as it cut through him.
He could hear someone running up the staircase to his room. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.
He pulled the knife out of him, getting woozy just from looking at all the blood pouring out of him. He lifted the knife up, holding the serrated edge against his throat.
"Roxas!"
He only managed a feeble slice before his world turned black.
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well this is supposed to be 30 angsts...
I'm not sure if all of these have met the angst requirements but I'm sure this one does :D
I'm so happy I've been updating on time 3 yay! please review :)