⚠️ TW SELF HARM SKIP TO AN IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THIS. ⚠️
Karl POV
I was crying the hardest I have ever cried as I dig through the bathroom drawer looking for a sharp, small, metal trapezoid shaped item.
After what seemed like forever I finally found it. My razor blade.
I know I shouldn't do it but I can't help but feel like I deserve it. I have to do this. I'm weak if I don't. I do deserve this.
As I slowly move the small blade to my arm I start to have second thoughts, but those were drowned out by the painful thoughts that I wish would just go away.
Without even realizing it I had already pressed the blade into my arm and dragged it from one side of my arm to the other. Everything was so overwhelming and I kept marking my arms and more blood started coming out of the fresh cuts. After my whole arm was cut up and bleeding without any signs of stopping, I turned on the sink and put my bloody arm under the cold running water as I watched the blood come off my arm into the sink. After I finished cleaning my arm off I pushed a black towel against the cuts that were still bleeding so they would stop.
5 minutes later and I heard a knock on the bathroom door. My arm was still lightly bleeding and I stopped pushing the towel onto my arm about a minute ago. I was wearing a white hoodie.
Great.
"Karl?" Sapnap asked outside the door of the small room I was in. I couldn't let him in and I can't respond because he will hear I was crying and then he will force his way in.
What else am I supposed to do though?
I pulled down my sleeve to my hoodie knowing the blood would stain it but I will just get rid of the hoodie entirely.
I couldn't be bothered to clean the razor so i threw the razor that was covered in blood into the drawer and shut it. I opened the bathroom door and walked out straight to my room, hiding my bloody sleeve.
Big mistake leaving the bloody razor on the top of the drawer.
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A/N Hiiii I have youth group for church soon so I wrote this rq (i'm not religious but i don't have a choice to go or not) n e ways I promise there won't be any more super bad angst in this any more, maybe. This is also a quick chapter because I didn't want to write about Karl doing that to himself but it helps the story in the future so yeah :] sorry. yesterday i asked dream if patches had rabies over text and idk what to do but i have been spamming him cuz i'm bored and there is nothing better to do. it's like talking to a wall lmao. I HOPE YOU GUYS HAD A LOVELY DAY TODAY OR NIGHT IDK AND PLEASE STAY HYDRATED N EAT A LEAST A LITTLE FOOD IK ITS HARD BUT I LOVE YOU GUYS AND I BELIEVE IN YOU!! HAVE A NICE DAY OR NIGHT<33
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