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Mentions: suicide, addiction, homophobia, and fake friends

Maybe I Don't Have to End It All

Henry Emily x Willow (my OC) fanfic

This is a picture of my OC to get a clear picture of her

Willow was listening to her friends yap on and on about trash talk as she sat in the bustling bar. The radio was playing the country station (which is her least favorite genre of music) as people played pool in the background and talked to each other.

Willow watched her so called friends talk to each other and the table, like they were not even aware she was there at all. Like she was some ghost. They were sitting in dresses with heavy makeup trash talking about every single inconvenience in their lives.

Willow was not like that at all. She was just simply dressed in a band shirt (the band is Queen) and black jeans with a belt, with green eyes and black short hair to her shoulders. She was also exhausted always, and instead of complaining all the time about other people, she would usually blame herself.

Blame herself for trusting her friends. She knew they were just using her, but they won't let her go and we're like a parasite, clinging on for their own good, no one else.

They didn't care how much pain she was in as long as they got their way. They don't care if she died. They would just go to the club and forget anything happened, like everyone else would. But then she had the alcohol to number her pain. And she only had one person.

Henry

She met him at the older diner He was around 33 when she had met him and she was about 27. He was a very nice guy at the time, but then his daughter was murdered. His whole life fell apart, he abandoned everyone, he was left in unbearable pain and suffering. She tried to make her come back to life with robots. He was a mess.

But why would she judge she wasn't any better. She understood his pain. His suffering. His agony.

All of a sudden, her friend spoke up.

"Hey Willow." Samantha greeted, her long blonde hair behind her back. "So how are you doing? Sitting on your couch all day, chugging alcohol like the casual, boring, depressed you."

"Wow how did you know Sam." She sarcastically stated, while she took a swig of her drink, slamming it down with annoyance. "Why would you mention that everything there is talked about in this God forsaken world?"

Sam chuckled with her friends like school girls in high school. "Well, yeah would, since you're such an emotional mess. Everyday I wake up, thinking when you decide to end it all, to be honest. You look like your suicidal, and you should have stayed in that padded cell back in the mental hospital."

They were basically just trying to play with her emotions right now. She was suicidal. She was a mess. They wanted her to go die. They only saw her as a toy they can play with and leave it all broken when they are finished. Angrily, Willow stood up out of her seat, silencing he friends chattering. She eyed them drunkly with anger, before turning away and walking to the exit.

"Fuck this, IM OUT GO FUCK YOURSELVES!" She stormed out of the bar. She didn't care what people thought about her. She didn't care if she thought she was some mindless monster or an angst 30 year old with no life and future. Her life was fucked already. Everyone left her.

Holding back tears, she went to her car and started it after closing the door on it. She pulled out the address to Henry's house.

Hey Willow this is my address, if you want to come over some time

Love, Henry

She thought about him. His dark brown eyes, his short brown greasy yet soft hair, his light flannels, his smell of oil and cheap cologne, his smile. She was the only person who cared about her well being. She was questioned why he cared about her, no one else did, except her parents, who had died in a fire when she was six years old.

She started to drive to his house, her getting a gut in her feelings that something was horrendously wrong that was going on.

.....

She arrived in his car parking lot. She stepped out of the car. It has stopped raining, the sun peering at her, the smell of rain tainted the air. She walked up to his door, entering, knowing it was unlocked.

The house was a mess and looks like he hasn't cleaned it up in a while. She entered his living room to see him standing in front of a bare Endo skeleton, that looks about the size of a grown person, with a knife as hand instead of another hand. It struck her.

This was the robot Henry was fantasizing about ending it all for him.

Henry noticed her in the corner in his eyes as he turned the robot. It started to wind up as he looked at her with wide eyes.

"Willow?! what are you-"

Willow didn't waste any time. She ran over to him, lunges at him pushing him out of the way of the robot as she felt something cold and painful enter her body.

They both landed on the ground and they both breathed heavily. He finally looks down at her with surprise and concern in his eyes. His gaze then filled with fear and slight panic as he looked down to her side.

She looks down to see what it was. It was a massive wound on her stomach to the base of her chest. It was swelling with a ton of blood and she was starting to become light headed. Henry then got up, picking her up, as she started to pass out.

"I'm so sorry Willow. I owe you my life. Don't worry I'll save you, you'll be alright." Those were the last words she heard him speak to her before she passed out.

....

She slowly opened her eyes painfully, taking in her surroundings. She was in a bedroom, but not a hospital one yet. Her core was painfully sore, bandaged up. She sat up and rubbed her head. Where was she? Where was Henry?

Henry was sitting in a chair beside her, his eyes relieved and tearing up. He hugged her gently, hugging him back, smelling in his scent

"I'm so glad you're alright Willow. I wouldn't want to lose you too."

Someone cared about her. Out of all of these years, she found someone that would never back stab her, or leave her.

Henry pulled away, smiling slightly, his gentle gaze falling on her.

"You know you're very lucky. You lost a lot of blood and some organs got damaged. I had to use some of the Charlie bot technology to save your life. If you haven't been saved earlier, you would have slipped away."

His smile faded away with a saddened look on his face as he drew in a painful breath. "I'm sorry this happened to you."

"No it's okay Henry. You didn't caused he to get injured. I chose to do this because I wanted to save you. I understand what you go through..." She grabbed his gently.

"Do you.. want to talk about it with me." He asked, helping her sit up, and sat beside her.

She explained to him about her toxic friends, her addiction to alcohol, the fire that had killed her parents and the unbearable pain she had to witness every day.

"It's just so hard every day...to know everybody thinks you're a monster...and everyone leaves...and knowing you can't change, no matter what happens. Many times I just wanted to end it all...."

She was struggling to be talking, her eyes heavy with tears, threatening to spill.

"But I remember you...and I'm nothing without you. You're the only one in my life...that would actually stay....."

Tears fell down her face as she finally let her pain out. Henry pulled her in an embrace rubbing he back trying to soothe her. She cried into his shoulder, his white flannel getting wet with her tears. After a while that felt like an internity. Henry sadly smiled.

"At least it's good to know I'm not alone in this. I also destroyed that suicide bot, so you don't have to worry about me killing myself anymore."

"Thank you Henry" She said, fixing her posture.

Henry then stood up, helping her up with him.

"I know a place where we can go to cheer up" He started, trying to brighten the mood. "It's the tree I usually go with Charlie."

"Oh of course I would love to."

Henry pulled up to the spot, parking near the road. He got out of the car to help Willow out of it. The sun was setting, bird sounds were heard in the distance and they went up the hill. As they got up, they could see most of Hurricane down there.

They sat down against the rough texture of the tree. She leaned her head on his shoulder, her feeling comforted by his touch. They talked about their lives and laughed together a little bit before Henry needed to tell her something.

"Hey Willow...you're the only one I ever think about besides Charlie. You understand me more than anyone, and I don't see you as a monster or a bitter person. You are a selfless person who would do anything to protect who they love. You see who you really are." He chuckled slightly as he turned towards her, his soft gaze falling into hers. "I think I might have fallen for you."

Willow smiled back, looking into his eyes. "I think I feel the same way about you Henry. You always make me feel like I'm not alone in this cruel world, like we can move on with this forever.

Henry smiled and cupped her cheek with his palm, wrapping her other arm around her. His nose was touching hers as he gently paced his lips on hers and kissed her. It was soft and gentle but then got more deeper and passionate, she wrapped her arms around him, as if he was to disappear if she let go.

They pulled away, a small trail of saliva from their mouths. They placed their foreheads on each other, looking at each other lovingly.

"I love you Willow."

"I love you too Henry."

Maybe she didn't have to end it all.

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