Board Thread:Fan Fictions/@comment-78.149.52.92-20170113205044

Hello everybody! Here is another Jekyll and Hyde one-shot for all you beautiful and awesome people! X3

Warning: Mentions of self harm, along with suicide. If this is something that triggers you, or you don't want to read this, then you are free to go and find something else. You have been warned.

Disclaimer: These versions of the characters to the awesome and lovely Sabrina Contugno, and The Strange of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde belongs to Robert L. Stevenson.

(Note: This has been edited slightly compared to the original I made, and I do hope that these edits will not make this story poor in your eyes. Thank you for reading. X3)

ENJOY!

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(Hyde's POV)

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Something had been extremely wrong with the good doctor these past few weeks.

At the time, I didn't know what it was all about, nor did I really are for that matter. But now...I feel like a fucking fool for not realising what was wrong sooner.

Sleep was becoming a rarity for him.

But to be honest, I had some part in why he was acting like this...some.

Our relationship is quite complicated and i'm sure that you would fall asleep if I told you such intriguing and wonderours details about me, and the good doctor's little predicament...so I won't waste my time telling you about it.

But all of this, was getting out of hand more and more, since one time, his supposed friend Lanyon had found the poor doctor in his worst state so far.

His arms were a bloodied mess, his clothes stained crimson with his own blood, and his hair was disheveled on his head, with some of it sticking to his pale face, while his eyes kept on fluttering open and closed.

He had done all of that...to himself!

Unfortunately, I had only just shown up to see what the end result had been...Lanyon had already rushed the poor doctor to The Society's infirmary to get him fixed up before I could have done anything.

But that night I finally realized...that poor Jekyll was slowly going down a dark path.

And one night...he was prepared to finish the job from that previous night.

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But I would not allow him to do such a thing...not this time.

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It was a dark and cold night, in my home of London.

The streets were illuminated by the street lamps scattered about the city, while nearly every man, woman and child slept in their beds, though a few still walked around, trying to find something to do with their lives.

And like any other night, the doctor was at his desk, in his chair with his head in his arms resting on said desk. His sobs would have been audible to anyone in the building, though it seemed that all the lodgers had already tucked themselves in for the night, and there was no sign of Lanyon either.

Just my luck.

I was only one here to hear his cries of sorrow and agony...but to me it just seemed like any other night at the time.

Until...

"I-I can't...d-do this...a-anymore..." The doctor stuttered out quietly between sobs, though I was able to hear it as if he had just said it right to me. But before I could say anything, he grabbed a purple vial out of one of his drawers, then slammed the drawer shut without another word uttered.

Wait!

Is that...poison?!

Without another thought, I flew over to the cabinets behind the good doctor, and quickly leaped out of it to grab his right wrist with both hands, holding it tight in my grip and stopping him from going any further.

"Doctor! Stop this!" I snapped at him quickly, determination and anger in my tone as I yanked the vial away from his lips before he could down it and end it.

"You won't stop me." The doctor replied back, his voie weak but loud enough for me to hear his pain...along with the desperation in his voice aswell.

But the vial quickly dropped to the floor, smashing into tiny pieces that got mixed with the purple liquid that stained the doctor's carpet, the shards smashing like his chance to end all of this.

He quickly turned his head around far enough to glare at me, not that anything he could have done or said would have stopped me anyway.

But the look on Jekyll's face, the emotions I saw in his crimson orbs when our eyes locked together: anger, shock and desperation, tainting his mind. I'll admit that it wasn't a pretty sight to behold, seeing the good doctor in such pain to the point that he would throw his own life away like that.

"This doesn't resolve anything doctor!" I gritted out to him, before yanking him away from his desk, and over to the mirror, though he did thrash quite a bit. It never failed to amaze me how much he tries to fight me...and fails miserably as well.

"Let go of me Hyde!"

I didn't say anything to him, focusing on holding onto his wrist as tightly as possible, though not enough to cut off the circulation in his wrist.

"I don't want to live like this!"

By that point I had already got him in front of the mirror, returning back into it, as my hands remained around his wrist, though I quickly used one of them to grip around his other wrist, restraining them while he kicked his legs about like a child.

I was getting this sorted now. Once and for all without question.

"Sit down doctor." I ordered between gritted teeth, my expression stern as my hands were the only part of me still outside the mirror, making the surface tremble with waves of disturbance.

But he just violently shook his head as his only answer.

Without another word, my hands quickly gripped his shoulders, and harshly forced him to his knees. His body seemed to be weaker than usual.

And while I did that, I also sat down behind him on the other side of the mirror with my legs crossed, ready for the next step in fixing this problem.

Jekyll struggled under the pressure that I placed upon his shoulders, as I could hear sobs leave his probably quivering lips, and his body shook with tremors of fear.

"P-Please...s-stop this." He begged with a stutter between sobs as he struggled harder.

But I still didn't let him go.

And after another few seconds had passed, I quickly, and in one swift movement, brought my arms around the doctor's midsection and pulled him up against the smooth surface of the mirror, hearing a surprised gasp escape his lips, while the action allowed me to further entangle my arms around him. Once I did that, I brought my head out to nuzzle his neck, my breath hot against his pale and not too warm flesh.

I could hear another gasp escape him, the coolness of the mirror against his clothed back, though I knew that it was because of what I had just done and my hot breath against his skin, that made him gasp in clear shock.

Hugs were not things I gave out to people, especially not to someone like Jekyll. But this was not a time for me to be cruel, because that was how this whole thing got to this point in the first bloody place.

I had to be...I had to be kind to the good doctor, like he had been to so many others in the past.

"Doctor...tell me what troubles you..." I cooed into his ear, in a tone that sounded foreign even to me. But it would serve it's purpose. Jekyll's body visibly shuddered at my words, as he once again tried to get out of my strong grip for the third time.

But once again, I didn't let him and simply tightened my grip around his fragile body.

If I let go of the doctor, I knew I wouldn't have another chance to stop him, and save him from his own demise...and mine aswell.

Soon enough, it seemed that Jekyll had finally given up on trying to get away from me, and simply sat there in my warm embrace, tears falling down his face and onto his clothed legs while a few, more quiet sobs escaped his lips.

"You." He suddenly muttered out.

Honestly I already knew it was my fault...but I might as well have gotten it from the horse's mouth, just to be correct on my assumption.

But at that very moment, I came up with a brilliant idea.

This shoud get the job done in no time.

"Henry..." I cooed into his ear.

The doctor hummed weakily as he turned his head slightly, our eyes meeting as I continued on. Though I had to admit, those eyes weren't as impressive while bloodshot, the red tint and puffyness of those eyes tainted them...and not in a good way either.

"I shall cease my torment of you, until your sanity and health return to normal. And to help you better...I shall do this..."

I hugged him a touch tighter for emphasis on my words, a soft and almost caring expression on my face as I spoke.

"Every night from now on till such a time that you are fit enough to go with your life. Deal?" I finally finished, as I lowered my head to gently nuzzle his neck. This was all for show of course, but I imagined that the good doctor would take what he could get at this point.

He went quiet  for a while, and looked to be in thought as he looked away from me, staring down at his lap intently.

But what choice did he really have?

If he tried something like this again, I would just simply stop him again and again until he had no way of ending it, though he could just end up begging me to end it all for him

But that would be crazy!

I would never do such a thing in order to grant him mercy, cutting my own life short in the process. And besides, what would be great about going in such a way? Even I can see that the good doctor has many who need him in this life!

The lodgers.

The young lady Rachel.

His friend Lanyon.

Even I wouldn't want to see him go, not just because I would be going with him, but because the only challenge i've had in this lifetime would no longer exist aswell.

Soon enough, he sighed and looked back at me with a defeated expression.

"Very well, Hyde." Henry muttered quietly to me, and I finally allowed a small, yet soft smile to paint my lips.

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And after that night, I had kept to the deal we had agreed to, hugging Jekyll every night and ceasing my torment of him. Though it took about a month for the good doctor to finally return back to normal, and it had at first, been exhausting to keep up this kind and sweet attitude towards him...but every night it had become easier and almost natural for me.

Henry was smiling and had finally started to leave his room now and then, in order to run errands and talk to the lodgers, Rachel and Lanyon.

I had to admit that it was a very welcome return for me.

But do not fear.

And trust me when I say this...

Even after all of this, the deal we had agreed to, and the natural routine we had gone through for almost an entire month together.

Everything in our lives will be back to normal, very, very soon...but it would never get as bad as it had gotten back then.

I learn from my mistakes.

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The End

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Well...that was very different to the last one I wrote for this beautiful fandom.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this everybody, and hopefully I tackled the subject as respectfully as possible.

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