Denji Depressed Novels & Stories

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.”

"It’s James. He hasn't called. I'm worried, Denzel. Have you been speaking to him?" Denzel nodded. What the hell is wrong with that cousin of mine? “Yes, I talk to him most times.” "I don't understand why he has to be too busy to talk to me. I always try to call him but I only get his voice mails. Why is it too hard to talk to me? Am I too repulsive?" Denzel shook his head. "You know how James is. I'm sure he will call you, Jay. Calm down." "I can't! I am 99.9% upset right now!"

"I'm sorry," I said as I approached Jeno who was sitting on the balcony terrace of his room. His eyes were looking straight ahead without doing anything, as if he were thinking of something. When Jeno turned to me, Jeno's forehead wrinkled, he must have thought about the problem. Jeno's face is visibly depressed and frustrated. I know, it must have been hard for Jeno, but he never complained or said anything that hurt his heart. Jeno is a very tough older brother. He never wanted to be seen falling in front of his younger siblings even though he was actually really fragile.

Jeje said. “Suicidal?” Kartika is wondering. “A tendency to suicide. Like self-harming letting him getting beaten up like that. This happens because of a depression that he can’t feel happy anymore. He might look like a cheerful guy, but deep inside his heart, he has a sorrowful sadness buried there.” Jeje explained. ”And as you can see, he becomes like this as he is venting all of his anxiety and wrath he buried all this time. What will happen when a bully victim has a chance to bully the one who bullies him?”

Her actual name is Poppy, but what is a best friend if they do not have a nickname they hate. “I’ve been dancing and talking right in front of you for ages, you dipshit. You have been standing here like a wanker, staring at the same spot on the ceiling for ages”. She returned, laughing as if my trauma was the most hilarious thing ever. “What do you want anyway? You fucking twatwaffle.” “I came to see how the decs were coming along and found you in a trance with some weird ass look on your face”. Pops really does love having a joke, especially at someone elses expense.

his mom never loved him, he left home, I thought he'll be nothing without his background but he proved everyone wrong and became country's richest man, I don't like him in anything because everyone compared me with him, what about my real existence when people wants me to be like him now I will make him to feel how it will be when the thing we likes goes to others hand I will make him taste every pain I gone through for this the only weapon I have is srinithi, she is the only weapon who can make don to get depressed and he'll loose interest in this life wait for that day don, soon you'll know the pain of loosing that day I will be happy with my baby doll and you'll be depressed for loosing y

Aiden takes the lady’s hand politely and led her to the dance floor. With a bottle of wine in his hand, Jayden exits the ballroom in disappointment. The guards, who are standing at the door, spontaneously bow to him when he passes by. He is about to return to his chamber, but he stops halfway. Instead, he decides to stroll inside the garden to soothe the anxiety that rages in his heart. ‘Fresh air probably will calm me.’ But it didn’t. He just keeps walking through the garden while drinking half of the bottle in one gulp. Sadly, it didn’t help him to calm his nerves. He realizes now that his anxiousness already grows into a depression.

she stutters as the sobs take control of her body and her knees give succumb under the emotional pressure. "Who, Cara?" "Roman, broke up-" A painfilled cry leaves her body. I start rubbing her back, trying to comfort her in anyway I can without crossing any bounderies. "That fucker! I'll kill him." Denjiel growls and his body visibly tenses and starts shaking with anger. "Denjiel, calm down." He ignores me and I shake my head at his behaviour. His sister need him right now, she needs him to console her, she doesn't need his anger.

"Are you.." "The package you saw this morning..who do you think it was for.. I order that everyday.." "Barry..are you insane" "Jenny rejected me and i don't want you to either" "Why won't I reject you also..you are coming back to me because Jennifer rejected you" He bit his lip "Maybe.."he said and walked out. He was looking depressed This isn't right. Barry doesn't drink or smoke. Jenny rejected him. Why the hell did she do that and turn Barry like this?

Kenji’s voice returns to normal, anxiety causing his voice to be a higher pitch than usual. “They’re all gone.” I tell him quietly, deflating onto the bed in shock. Kenji snaps his fingers in front of my face trying to bring me back to the conversation. “Who is gone?” Strong hands grip my shoulders, giving my body a light shake. “Levi.” He growls. “You need to snap out of whatever this mid-century crisis this is and talk to me.”