Ishileon oneshots

Depressive Episode

Tw: depression, cutting, attempted suicide.

I lay in bed crying. I didn't have any motivation to get up. Taka just broke up with me without even giving me a chance to explain. Maybe I deserve it.

I pulled the covers down and stared at the ceiling. If the ceiling collapsed and crushed me now would anyone care? Probably not.

I lifted my arm up and looked at the scars. Thanks to sayakas help and takas support I managed to stop cutting but I have nether help or support right now so who cares if I start again.

I took out my trusty blade and ran it across my arm. It hurt but it felt kinda good. It made me sick how good pain felt to me. I really am a sick fuck aren't I? I'd be better off dead...

Then an idea came to me. If I slit my wrists I'd probably die in about a minute. Then I wouldn't have to feel this way and I won't bother anyone anymore.

I took my blade and slit one of my wrists but I felt something strange as I did. Like a feeling of instant regret.

"no please I don't want to die" I whimpered as I tried to stop the blood running down my arm. I felt frightened at the thought of dieing and then...

"Leon!"