EDIT: I decided i want to do more one shots, but i don't particularly want to post them separately, it may result in the majority of my stories to be one shots, and i don't want that to happen. So yes! Enjoy this one shot and the future ones to come.

Help Me is the very first fanfic i've written, i was inspired to write it when i heard about Robin Williams. RIP Robin Williams.

Title: Help Me

Genre: Friendship/Hurt/Comfort

Main Characters: Mordecai, Rigby

Rating: T (Warning: Self-Harm and suicide attempt)

Words: 3,250

Summary: Mordecai is depressed, quite depressed to the point he doesn't believe life is worth living. It's not that he wants to die, but he's just to prideful to ask his dear friends for help. Can they help him before its too late?

Mordecai sat in his bed feeling the scars on his wrist. It was 5am and he hadn't gotten any sleep. The rest of the park would be waking up soon. Or at least normally they would. They all had the day off today so they could sleep in. Tonight they had plans to go to Wing Kingdom and hang out like bros. However, Mordecai didn't really feel like attending. He hadn't felt like doing anything for a while now. He's tried to act happy around everyone, and he's been doing a good job at hiding his scars. But lately he's been having trouble keeping up his façade. His depression was getting worse, and all he wanted to do was curl up and die.

Mordecai heard Rigby turn over on his trampoline. He waited a few seconds to be sure he hadn't woken up before standing and walking over to their closet. He quietly opened it and started rummaging through all the junk piled up in there. He eventually found what he was looking for. A small box. He opened it and picked up the knife that was inside. He knew Rigby would not find this box because he never cleans the closet. Classic Rigby. He throws all the trash and junk in the closet so Benson would deem their room clean enough and then never bothered with it after words.

Mordecai then exited the room to be sure Rigby didn't wake up and see what he was about to do. He then walked to the bathroom and stood in front of the sink. He placed the cold knife on his wrist before pressing down and sliding it across. Warm blood slowly slid down his arm. It hurt. But it felt so great. It released all the anger built up inside him. Even though it was only temporary it still helped release all the pent up emotions in him. He then sat on the floor against the wall and began to weep. He wanted help. He couldn't take this anymore. But how could he ask for help? He was Mordecai, fun loving, happy, nothing could get him down! What would the others say if he suddenly told them he's depressed and needed help? He doubted they'd take him seriously. They'd probably laugh at him and tell him to stop joking around. But that wasn't the only reason Mordecai wouldn't tell them. He felt he had no right to be depressed. He had a job, a girlfriend, the absolute best friends anyone could ask for, and he had the audacity to be depressed? How unappreciative. He has tried to force himself to be happy but how can he when he already has everything?

He decided he was going to lie and tell everyone he was sick so he wouldn't have to go to Wing Kingdom. He just didn't have the strength to pretend to be happy all night this time. After a while he went back to his room after cleaning up the mess. He quietly opened the door and made sure Rigby wasn't awake before putting the knife up and crawling into bed.

Rigby yawned and stretched before getting off his trampoline. He smiled and looked over to Mordecai still in bed and walked over to him. "Hey Mordecai! Wake up!"

Mordecai jumped before turning to him. "You startled me dude!"

"oh your awake. Cool." He looked over to the clock seeing it was noon. "Aw yeah! You ready for Wing Kingdom? We're ganna party all night!"

Mordecai made a face at him before groaning and turning over. "Actually dude. I don't feel to well…"

"Aw what!? I told you not to kiss Cj when she was sick yesterday!" Rigby was disappointed. It wouldn't be as fun without his best bro!

" I know, I know. I'm sorry dude. I should've listened." Mordecai groaned. Rigby frowned and sighed. "Really, I'm sorry. I'll definitely come next time."

"Alright. Get better soon ok?" He said before exiting the room and walking downstairs where the rest of the park members were.

" Hey Rigby! Oooh I can't wait to go to and eat a bunch of wings!" Pops yelled happily.

" You know who else like to stuff themselves with a bunch of wings? MY MOM!" Rigby rolled his eyes at Muscle Mans overused joke. Muscle Man turned and high fived High Five Ghost.

" Where's Mordecai? Is that lazy bird still in bed?" Benson said impatiently tapping his feet.

"He's not coming. He says he's sick."

"How unfortunate. He would've enjoyed tonight." Skips patted Benson on the back trying to calm him down when he started to turn red. "yeah…" Rigby agreed. " Where's Thomas?"

" I'm here." Thomas walked in the living room smiling politely. " I brought my car, so we won't all be crammed in just Benson's."

" Ah, good thinking!" High five ghost patted him on the back causing him to chuckle shyly. When they were all ready they loaded up in Thomas's and Benson's car and left.

" AWWW YEAH! WING KINGDOM!"

Mordecai layed in bed feeling like a zombie. He had friends, but felt so alone. He knew it wasn't their fault. It was his own. He always pushed them away. He never showed this dark side of him. He wanted it to just stop. He stood up and walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and grabbed a can of beer. He wanted to stop feeling this way. After drinking the entire can he grabbed another. And another. And another. After a while he definitely felt dizzy but he couldn't stop this feeling. He felt so alone. He now wished he had gone with his friends, so that he could be away from his terrible thoughts.

"WOOOO" Muscle Man enthusiastically started chowing down on his wings and the rest were cheering him on. "Go! Go! Go! Go!" Muscle Man and High Fives were betting that he could eat an entire bucket of spicy wings without stopping or getting a drink. Rigby bet he couldn't, though he wouldn't be surprised if he could.

Sure enough, he did it. "OOOOOH! Nice, Muscle Man!"

"Told you I could do it, losers!" He taunted, taking off his shirt and twirling it above his head. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to use the bathroom." Everyone laughed as he walked away. They were having such a great time! If only Mordecai were here. He felt his phone vibrate, and took it out of his pocket and opened it. It was a text message. He opened it and read it

Dude, come home I'm bored. The others can stay but please come back. We can play video games or something.

-Mordecai

Weird…

Shouldn't you be resting?

He sent the message to him and after waiting a few minutes he didn't get a reply. He was beginning to worry. This wasn't normal for Mordecai. " Uh guys, I think I'm ganna go home and check on Mordecai."

"Oh, are you sure?" Pops asked frowning. "But we're having so much fun!"

"Yah, he texted me that he's bored and wants me to come back but now hes not responding."

"That weirdo…" Benson commented rolling his eyes smiling. Rigby chuckled. "I can walk back, you guys have fun!"

After saying their goodbyes Rigby walked out and started to walk home. It felt nice out. It was warm, and the breeze felt great. Mordecai's been acting weird lately… He thought. He remembered catching him staring off into space a lot, and the fact that he's so jumpy. When he catches him off guard he always jumps as if he's scared him to death and then he looks at him as if he's been caught in the act of something. When he finally got back to the park he opened the door to see the lights were off. He must be in our room. But when he turned the lights on he saw him face down in the couch with beer cans scattered all over the floor by the couch with a bottle of whiskey. "Wow! Mordecai!"

He ran over to him and shook him. Mordecai groaned and then looked up at him. "Rigby your back." He attempted to smile sluggishly. "You got my message? Let play video games."

"You're in no condition to. JESUS Mordecai, you're sick, you shouldn't be drinking!" Rigby tried to help him sit up and he grabbed his arm for support. "I lied about being sick…"

"What? Why?

"… Because… Because…" Mordecai suddenly looked so sad. "I guess I just didn't want to go."

Rigby raised an eyebrow. Mordecai? Not wanting to go to wing kingdom with his bros? Unlikely. Something was up. " Why? What's wrong?"

Mordecai was quiet at first and Rigby wasn't sure if he'd respond. But eventually he did. " I guess I just wasn't in the mood for wings…"

Rigby narrowed his eyebrows. "Tell me the truth." He then looked at Rigby as if he was startled, like he had just told him there was a wasp in his hair.

There was a long silence between them. Rigby would not look away from him. He wanted answers. And he was going to get them. Mordecai looked away not able to look him in the eye. " I… I…" His voice started to waver. Rigby looked at him with concern. " Mordecai… Are you okay?"

Again there was a pause. Rigby could hear him trying to control his breathing.

"No…"

"What?"

"I'm not okay… I need help." Mordecai was crying now. Rigby didn't know how to react. He put an arm over his shoulder trying to console him. " It's ok man… I'm here…"

Rigby gasped when Mordecai pulled him into a hug and started crying in his shoulder. " Help me Rigby…"

"I'm here Mordo…" He felt a bit uncomfortable, he didn't particularly like physical contact, but he couldn't just push him away.

After a while of staying like this Mordecai fell asleep and Rigby didn't want to wake him so he layed there with him. Mordecai… What's wrong? He adjusted slightly and gasped when he saw Mordecai's arms. They were covered in scars, some looking fresh, others not so much. Now that he thought about it, he always wore long sleeves. Rigby now felt terrible. I'm a terrible friend! I didn't even notice! Friends are supposed to be there for each other! Why couldn't he have been there for Mordecai.

Benson and the others were finally home. They walked into the house and were met with empty beer cans on the living room floor and a lazy Mordecai and Rigby sleeping on the couch.

"Ugh! I should've known!" Benson yelled angrily. Of course they'd steal all the alcohol. Well, he was sure there was more but he doubted they had enough for the party with the entire park for Mr. Maellard next weekend. "Now I'll have to buy more!" He was about to scream at them to pick up their mess until he felt skips put his hand on his shoulder to stop him.

Benson looked at skips confused and saw him nod at the two on the couch. Benson looked and noticed that Mordecai looked as if he'd been crying. After a moment he sighed shaking his head. " They could've at least went to their own room…" After that he went left them alone, and went to the kitchen and sat down. The others followed him. "What's wrong with Mordecai…?" Pops asked sadly.

At first no one said anything until High Fives spoke up. "I guess no one knows. Maybe Rigby does though. We should ask him whats up and then after that we can all come up with a plan and do something special for him!"

Skips nodded in agreement. " I think that's the only thing we can do." The others nodded in agreement. After talking quietly for a while they decided to go home and get some shut eye and talk to Rigby tomorrow.

Mordecai woke up with a killer headache. He saw Rigby next to him sleeping on the couch. "Rigby? Hey, wake up." Rigby opened his eyes and yawned before looking at him with concern. " What's with that look? And what are we doing on the couch?"

Rigby raise an eyebrow. "Dude. Don't you remember anything?"

"uhh… no?"

Rigby looked dumbfounded at first and didn't know what to say.

"Well? What happened?" Mordecai asked. Rigby frowned and then answered. " You.. You got super drunk. You drunk so much I was scared you got alcohol poisoning.. heh…"

"huh… Well I'm ok it seems." Mordecai got up and stretched before holding his forehead. "Aw man… This sucks."

" Heh, I'm sure it does… Hey, Mordecai?"

"Yah?"

"You'd tell me if something bad happened right?"

"Uh… sure. Of course."

Rigby frowned at that and stood up. " Want to hang out today? Classic bro time?" He said smiling, trying to be cheerful. " Uh, yah sure." Mordecai muttered. "Have a bit of a hangover though so nothing crazy…"

" Hehe, sure thing!"

Mordecai stretched again. "Ugh, I'm ganna go take a shower and then ill clean this mess up."

"Ok, you do that." Mordecai left and Rigby sighed not knowing what to do. He should tell him what happened. He needed to get to the bottom of this. He decided that after Mordecai got out of the shower, he'd tell him. He was going to be there for him. He would not let him down. I'll help you Mordecai. I will!

"Rigby! Rigby!" He heard Pops coming downstairs and turned to see him waving energetically. " Hey Pops."

" Oh Rigby, come outside we need to talk to you!' He said merrily and ran outside. Confused, Rigby followed. He was greeted with everyone from the park, and even Cj and Eileen. But they all looked sad, or concerned. " Rigby… We saw you and Mordecai on the couch. Mordecai looked like he was crying. What's wrong with him?" Benson asked. Rigby was shocked but was also overwhelmed with a feeling of happiness. They were worried too! "To be honest… I don't know. He just told me he needed help… until yesterday I didn't even know he was upset. I saw scars on his arms… It looks like this has been going on for a while."

Cj sighed and spoke up. "I can't believe he couldn't talk to us… Us." Poor Cj. She probably felt the same way Rigby did… No...They all must feel this way. We should've been there for him!

" It's okay, don't feel bad guys. We know now, so now we'll fix this. What's something we can do for him?" Thomas spoke up in that normal polite voice trying to reassure us.

"Hmm… We could make him a cake!" High fives suggested. " Aw yeah! CAAAKE!" Muscle Man yelled.

" We could by him a gift?" Skips also suggested.

" How about a simple card that says I love you?" Eileen asked with a smile. Everyone fell quiet and looked at her. "LAAAME." Muscle Man threw his arms up.

"Come on hear me out! No one likes to admit it but everyone wants to know that they are loved. Some people, like Mordecai need to know they're loved. So come on. It's simple but hey, afterwards we can make cake."

" Actually, I think that's a good idea. Mordo needs some lovin'" Rigby smiled. Eileen blushed and scratched the back of her head.

"Hm… Alright. Let's go buy the card." Benson nodded.

Mordecai was in the bathroom. He's been looking in the mirror for a while now. He doesn't know how long it's been. When Rigby asked him if he'd tell him if anything bad happened, it scared him. When he said he would, he wasn't particularly lying… after all nothing bad did happen. There was no real reason he was depressed. So he shouldn't feel as if he had lied to his best friend! Then again… He has. By pretending he was happy… Mordecai groaned and held his head. What was the point in being in this world. He was a terrible friend. A terrible boyfriend. He couldn't take it anymore. I'm not needed here. He looked at the medicine cabinet. I'm tired of living like this. He opened it and grabbed a bottle of sleeping pills. I'm going to do it. He opened it and poured its contents on the counter. Goodbye everyone. You were great friends.

He Picked one up and swallowed it. And then another. And another. He took all that was there. He was feeling dizzy now. He didn't want to die in the bathroom. He would go lay down in his bed. He opened the bathroom door and stumbled out trying to use the wall for support. When he reached the living room he froze.

"Surprise!"

They were back from getting the card. They were so excited for Mordecai to see it. They were now handing it to him with hopeful faces. Something was off though. He didn't seem to be able to support himself. Regardless, He smiled taking the card and read the cover of it.

I LOVE YOU.

Mordecai chuckled and then opened it.

IT SUCKS WHEN LIFE SUCKS. BUT IT'S ALWAYS EASIER

WHEN YOU KNOW YOU ARE LOVED.

Signed by Rigby, Skips, Pops, Benson, Cj, Eileen, Muscle Man, High Five Ghost, and Thomas.

Mordecai was speechless. The others looked at him with the same hopeful smile, but they quickly frowned with concern. Mordecai was struggling to stand and was now crying. "Guys… Thanks. I love you too. I… I…" He was starting to lose consciousness. " I'm so sorry I did this to you…" He fell to the floor.

" MORDECAI!"

Mordecai woke up and groaned. He tried to sit up but realized he was hooked to an IV. Huh?

"Guys he's awake!" He heard Cj's voice and turned to see her and all his other friends. He smiled weakly. "Hey."

Cj punched him in the arm hard. "Agh!" He groaned. "Don't. Ever. Do that again! They had to pump your stomach. You almost died! I can't believe you'd do that to us man! We love you, what would we do without you! You don't realize how many people care about you!" She punched him again, but softer this time.

Mordecai placed a hand on hers. "I'm sorry…" Cj just looked at him sadly. " Why didn't you tell us…?"

"… Because I'm a coward…"

" Hey…" Rigby spoke up. " It's okay Mordo… We know now. Please let us help. We want to be there for you…"

Mordecai said nothing.

" Do you want help? Or do you really want to leave us that badly?"

"… No. I want help. Please help me…" Once again, Mordecai started crying. Everyone gathered around him and they held each other closely.

"It's okay. We're here now. You aren't alone."