Only Human~

This is a drabblish oneshot. I always wondered what it must feel like to have to make the worst and hardest decisions, and not be overcome with the emotional toll. It seems like everything is Merlin's fault. Is inspired by the youtube video Only Human-Merlin.

WARNING: This mentions an almost suicide. NO SLASH, it may seem like it but it was meant for friendship only. Sorry, slash lovers. Truly, I'm sorry.

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I don't own Merlin, *tear*

"Merlin, you idiot! What do you think you are doing! Your sleeping on the job! You're supposed to be mucking out the horse stalls!" Arthur yelled.

Why is it always my fault, Merlin thought to himself while standing up from the stool he had been sleeping on only moments before.

He didn't have the strength to even try coming up with a retaliation to this, he simply submitted to the criticism. "Sorry sire, it won't happen again." He grabbed the pitchfork and began to clean the horses mess. He didn't look to see Arthur's confused expression.

This is what Merlin got everyday, his reward for saving Arthur's life was scorn and mocking. It wasn't fair. He deserved so much more than a servant's life. He wanted to live in peace, he didn't want this destiny. He wanted his family, Balinor, Will, but most of all he wanted Freya. He thought about her often, sometimes forgetting that he had chores to do, he simply sat down and cried. He never told Arthur about his feelings, who would.

That night he decided, tonight is the night. He was going to end his pain, no more suffering. He opened the Prince's door, with his dinner in his arms. Arthur was standing by the window sill. He looked deep in thought. Merlin set the food down on the table quietly and looked for something to say. Nothing, not a word was spoken.

"Merlin." He looked up to see Arthur staring at him.

"Yes sire?"

"It seems to me that something has been troubling you lately, Merlin. I normally would leave a man to his own thoughts, however, it is affecting your work ethic. So, tell me what's bothering you."

Merlin didn't look up. Everything, I hate myself, I hate my life, I miss Freya. Its my fault that everyone I care about is dead. It's my fault Morgana has become evil, and now she wants to destroy Camelot forever. It's my fault that Mordred is still alive, probably planning the downfall of the Once and Future King. "Nothing sire."

"Merlin, don't lie to me."

"I wouldn't, is there something else I can get you." He wanted to leave, he could feel the tears beginning to form, threatening to expose him. He felt his pocket, feeling the vial of poison, and remembering that it was almost over.

"Merlin, if I have been…..harsh to you lately, I want to apologize, cause I can be very impatient sometimes. I'm sorry."

Merlin wanted to answer, but a lump had formed in his throat, and he felt the tears brush his face as they fell to the stone floor. He never expected to get an apology, especially from Arthur. "I…I don't deserve that, s-sire."

Next he new he was sitting on the cold floor, his back against the wall, with his face in his hands. His whole body wracked with sobs. Merlin felt Arthur sit next to him and put his arm around him. He felt hopeless, he was a failure. He let his head slide onto Arthur's shoulder. And he began to feel comforted. Even though he was ignorant of Merlin's secret, he cared for a useless manservant. After minutes of endless tears, they slowed and Merlin sat up, breathing heavily.

"Merlin, please, tell me."

"Ok"

I think that is explanation enough, but if you want me to make a second chapter I can. I am happy with it, hope you guys are too! REVIEW PLEASE! I'm addicted :D