WARNING: TRIGGERING CONTENT!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
+ PLUS REALLY CHEESY +
(no name either, picture whatever boy you want 😏 and remember,
y/f/b means 'your favourite boy')~~~~~
|| You came home from yet another horrible day in classes. Ever since sixth grade, you had thought sickening thoughts about yourself.
It has gotten better, to a degree, but today was just so horrible, you couldn't feel strong. You run upstairs to the bathroom and dig through drawers until you find your blades and razors.
You pulled one of the blades out and took a deep breath, you had just made contact with your skin when y/f/b, who is your boyfriend, walks in.
"Stop!" He grabs your wrist and looks you in the eyes, you look away, tears rolling down your face. "Why?"
You just shrug, you can't picture anything to say, y/f/b raises your wrist to his lips, he kisses the old scars and new cuts.
"I want you to cut me as many times as you would yourself." He tells you.
"I could never hurt you like that."
Suddenly, you understood it all. You fell to the floor as y/f/b cradled you, rocking slightly.
"I'm serious, y/n. You want to cut so badly, cut me. I'm a big boy, I can handle it." He tells you.
You sniff and shake your head, "No. Absolutely not, I'm not going to cut your precious skin."
"Your more precious, babygirl. Remember, if I find any new cuts on your skin, I'm going to physically make you cut me as many times as you cut yourself." He tells you, rubbing your hair and kissing your forehead. You roll your eyes and sigh. ||
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