(*crosses finges* I hope I spelt the title right. correct me if i didn't)

You hated yourself. Nothing was more insufferable, being you. You just wanted to die.

You lived with a few friends who were used to you not coming out at all. You only left to make sure the THOUGHT you were doing fine. But deep down, you felt so empty. You just went with what seemed like the easiest solution. Suicide. You planned on jumping off the roof of the apartment you lived in. That should do the trick. Most of your friends would just tell you how much you mean to them. Lies. They MUST be lies. Cause you felt you didn't mean JACK SQUAT. Tony, one of your roommates, was at your door. He knocked on your door. "Hey" He spoke roughly. You wanted nothing to do with him at the moment. "Go away Tony" Tony was silent, but it still seemed like he was at the door. You opened the door, you were wearing a sweater so no one could see the marks on your arm. "Hey" He said again. You sigh. "What's wrong y/n?" Honestly Tony just acted like a dog around you. It's as if he has invisible dog ears/tail and every time he saw you, his tail would wag. Also you were kinda shot down cuz he used your real name and not "Dear" or "Darling" or "Love" he usually called you that. It made you internally upset. "I'm fine Tony, see, I'm right here" Tony looked you up and down. "Well- okay," He sighs, "Can I cuddle with you?" All you could blurt out was a "What!? Why? Why with me?" Tony's invisible ears drooped in your mind. "So you don't go anywhere." You stared at him.

"So you don't go anywhere

So you don't go anywhere

So you don't go anywhere"

You open your mouth to speak, but you tear up before you do. The next thing you knew, you were holding on tight to Tony. "shh shh it's okay, you're okay" Tony was trying to calm you down. You found out, Tony was like your safe place. You felt- easy, calm, and alive. You didn't even realize how hard you were crying. You choked on tears, holding onto Tony even tighter. "I'm s-sorry" You sob even harder. Is this how you wanna go out? Dying by crying a literal river? No. Forget the roof, All you wanted was to say yes to Tony's question. But you couldn't say anything. You needed to stop crying. Tony was freaking out. He didn't know what to do. He was scared to lose you, he needed you, he wanted you. He panicked and picked you up and cupped your red and sad face in his hands. He then put his head on yours. "Love, please, stop. I don't want to lose you." With those words, you felt something other than pain and suffering. It was.

Love.

You stopped the tears. "I'm sorry Tony" He smiled. "Oh my god you're okay!" You grabbed the back of Tony's head, pulled him in, and let your lips meet his. When you finally let go of him, you hugged him. "Well, look who's eager to go cuddle?" Tony chuckled, picking you up, bridle style. You were a pretty light person cause you usually skipped meals. He walked you over to the nearest couch and put you down. You where now smileing as Tony wraps himself around you and cuddles you. Nevermind all that before, you see a clock in your future. A dog clock, that is.

(sorry i was late to publishing this, my wifi kept telling me to go to bed. *cough* go check out Twistedwood high *cough* and on another note, can someone plz draw dog clock Tony or maybe what animals -besides Shrignold obv.- the teachers would be. idk, pop-up thought. anyways give me more requests to keep these stories alive! thanks for the challange, Lydia Out!)