[team two] untitled

Dec 15, 2020 01:14

I don’t know what I’m doing with this. I am not in the best headspace, and it’s been like this for some time. But I don’t want to skip again. So. Apologies.

He'll make it through somehow, the words forming into his thoughts a mantra that simultaneously crushes and solidifies his resolve. Even as he feels his heart begin to crumple from within, as he clutches at his chest in an attempt to soothe the pain and finding no purchase, he repeats those words.

Alone with his thoughts, his fight becomes quite the literal battle between life and death. His mind goes through every possible way he could end it all, from the tools at his disposal to the minute details of executing his plans.

His lungs ache at the attempt to take control, resisting the quick and shallow gasps of air. He takes a deep breath and releases it slowly, eventually able to ground himself. The darkness at the edges of his vision fades gradually, although there is still some trace of that darkness in his mind. He gets up to cross the scant distance from his bed to the bathroom, and for now, he counts this as a success.

It’s your turn, defiancebyfire.

warning: might contain triggers, warning: here is a box of tissues, love ranger: dusk037, fandom: original, *team two

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