Deku Depressed Novels & Stories

He was probably in the middle of a lecture, completely oblivious to my impending doom, taking notes and discussing whatever scholarly topic had captured his attention today. Deep inside my mind, a cold, elegant scoff echoed from the dark corner of my soul where Daekan resided. *Mortals,* Daekan muttered, his voice dripping with pure, unadulterated disgust at my embarrassing display, his contempt palpable even through our mental connection. ‘You are supposed to be my wielder, the vessel for my divine power, and you are shrieking like a captured pig. Have some dignity, boy. This is humiliating for both of us. I have a reputation to maintain.’

We left Derek to sort out their belongings. In the restroom, Angel confided in me, "Cassie, I’m embarrassed to ask this, but I trust you more than anyone else. My brother, Dax, has anxiety and depression. During the day, he appears normal, but at night he suffers from vivid thoughts and panic attacks. I’m worried about him. He’ll be alone if I’m not there." Her concern deeply affected me. "I’m sorry to hear that," I said, offering her a comforting smile.

I deserve everything going on now, it's all my fault, now karma is paying me back. I need her, but where will it come from? I am all on my own now, I have never felt these miserable. I don't have a single appetite to eat or take anything, I feel so not good. Since yesternight, I have not been myself at all, I have not been able to even take a sip of wine or water. I think I might be falling into depression, these is one of my darkest time. I have never felt so depressed and weak , I feel miserable and in all, I think I might deserve it all. I did this myself, I am now bearing the consequences.

I quickly switched off my phone and shoved it deep into my locker, the smile gone from my face. Dex finally turned, leaning one shoulder against his locker as he studied me. “Come on, Riven. You want to talk about what… or who… is making you smile like that? I could really use a distraction right now.” I swallowed hard, forcing a casual shrug. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, man.” He didn’t buy it. “Bullshit. You’ve been different lately. Spill it. My antidepressants haven't been working like before, and I need to start being happy again like you.”

"I am not like you, I don't like to deceive people." Richard looked at me but didn't answer as I expected him to. "We'll land in any minute." he pointed, looking at one of the windows on the plane. "I've always liked to watch when we land. I feel like am I someone else. I like the peace here...up.“ "I guess you feel like the king of the world?" "Rather like an insignificant, petty man." What was that? Did Richard Valentino himself feel insignificant at least once in his life? Was there anything human in him?

"Ay naku! Tigil tigilan niyo ako mang Pablo, umalis akong nag iinuman kayo pagbalik ko nag iinuman pa rin kayo? Yung totoo may atay pa ho ba kayo?" Pag sermon ko sa mga kapitbahay kong lasenggo. Mga taong tinanggap na ang masalimuot na estado ng buhay nila hayy jusko! "Ano'ng oras na ng gabi ah kapag may pumunta ditong taga PDEA naku! Kahit hindi kayo positive sa drugs dadamputin kayo." "Bakit naman Grace?" "Aba nagtanong ka pa talaga Pipoy ah! Yung mata mo boy, ang lalim parang any moment from now magkakaroon na ng bukal diyan."

They looked so cute and perfect together. I wonder who they were. Then came the thrilling period where Dre and I kicked ass together in various missions which I had forgotten about but then suddenly after the Tokyo trip that I distinctly remembered about, Dre went into depression and he refused to live in the pack house for a while. Memories rolled on- both joyful and painful but my blood particularly boiled when I saw the Night Walker, Xereus ruin innocent lives with his malicious acts and keep Diamond Heart Pack’s pups caged in his land.

Poor poise. "Styx," I mumbled. "I'm here now. Where have you been?" he asked. I bit my lower lip while staring at Duex's face. He had dark circles under his eyes. He seemed very tired, and he had no help for several days. "I think I can't go there," I whispered. "Why?" he asked immediately. "Hmm." I could find a word to utter. "You'll ditch me?" My mouth parted. "No! D-Duex is, hmm, unconscious right now and drunk. I have to take care of him."

I said. Tomo stepped in and said, "the Jeagers are on his tail, he is not going away from the Kindom. So far he just locked himself up in his room and we think he is crying," Tomo said. "Who?" Alex asked. "Would you try going to comfort your friend Ariel he is seriously depressed this days," I said to Alex. "Why is he even depressed?" Alex asked. "You can go now, go talk to him," I said as ordered him out, he wasn't willing to go out but thanks to Maltilda we were able to push him out.

“My wife, Mishka, met you this morning. What’s exactly wrong with her?” Christian asked, and Dr James took a sip of his drink. “She is suffering from melancholic depression.” Dr James states and Christian’s heart skipped a beat. FLASHBACK “Send the next patient in,” Dr James asked the nurse, who was waiting for his instruction. The door of the cabin opened again and Mishka stepped in. “Please take a seat,” Dr James said while writing something on his writing pad.