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April 17, 2020
He still couldn’t believe what he had just heard a few minutes ago.
His own contestants, the ones who chose to stay with him for some reason, how could they just say no? Even after he made it a challenge, he still said no?
Four looked around at the Pillary Ruins. He could see Taco reading, Leafy harassing everyone, Firey being distant from Leafy. But what did it matter? His best friend wasn’t even here to see this. X just HAD to leave with Two, didn’t he? Nearly everyone did.
Two. Just their name made Four angry.
“How could they do this? After I gave them the power too? They just use it to steal my show?” he thought
Ugh, why did they ever come HERE of all places. All the other numbers did was remind him of the past.
Four had pretended Two was a stranger to them earlier. He had hoped that somehow pretending that One didn’t happen, and that Two was a stranger, then maybe he’d believe it. But of course all it did was make things worse.
It was only his fault X was gone. All his fault. Only his fault.
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April 20, 2020
Three days without X. Three days without his best friend.
Three days to realize all the shitty things they’ve done.
He’s ripped off X’s limbs, made him cry several times, and hurt him in a lot of ways in general.
Four was beginning to think that he was a terrible friend to X.
Is this why he had left? Did X hate Four so much that he couldn’t even stand to be near him?
“Why did I even do that to him..?”
Now he knew for sure that everyone hated him. X hated him, his own contestants hated him, both the ones who left and the ones who stayed. Four hated himself too.
What was even the point of being here if everyone hated him…?
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May 2, 2020
More days had passed. Four couldn’t even bother to remember how many.
Nothing mattered as much anymore, really. X was gone. He had missed him more and more every day, and he’s felt worse and worse about all the shit he’s done. There was a voice in hie head, constantly repeating that everyone hated him, and that X hated him.
How could he live another day like this? He had hidden, isolated himself from the contestants, living in his own head. Just him and his thoughts.
All he could think about was X. He missed X more than anyone could ever imagine. But every time he tried to remember, all he could hear was a reminder of how everyone hated him, X included. A reminder of how horribly he treated X, how they took him for granted.
If even X hated him, then what even was the point in being here? Hosting the show? Doing anything? Four didn’t think he could live without X…
…so he wouldn’t. He was gonna kill himself.
Nobody here could recover him. In fact, nobody would even care enough to recover him. That was fine. Since X hated him so much, there wasn’t a point in being recovered.
But how? Maybe he could use his power? Or stab himself with a really sharp rock? The rock idea sounded more painful. He decided to do that, since all he deserved was pain and suffering.
Four found a rock. It was a big rock, not to heavy, not too light. He didn’t have too much energy in him, but he used what he could of his powers to make the rock sharper. Sharp enough to stab someone, namely himself.
Four didn’t even bother to leave a note. Nobody would give a shit about why he did this. Assuming that anyone cared enough to look for him.
His heart started beating faster as he raised the rock up to his chest. They had to take a few deep breaths.
He looked around his hiding spot for one last time, his hands shaking, and his breathing fast. But he was sure that this was the best thing to do.
He took one last breath
“This is for you, X”
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Two and X were playing patty cake together. They were having fun, but X was thinking about Four. How was he doing? Why did Four ask him to leave?
Who knows, but X hoped that Four was doing okay running BFB without him…but I guess that’s what he wanted.