Depression/ anxiety one shots

It was a sign ⚠️sh tw

" You know what!" Jack screamed at me. " I don't know why you can't just put on the stupid dress. We are going to be late for my cousins wedding if you don't just put it on ."

" Why can't I wear my long sleeved dress instead of the tank top one ?" I asked him , annoyed that he was making such a big deal out of a dress.

" Maybe because it's 100 degrees out and I don't want my girlfriend to die of heatstroke! Why are you so against the dress anyway." He yelled.

" I just don't want to wear it ." I tried to get out but I only got to " I just don't" , before he cut me off .

He said . " You know what . I don't care . I'm just going without you. Have a great afternoon Liz." And he stomped out .

I started to cry and got a bad urge to hurt myself as I usually did. I went into the bathroom and heard a car drive down the street , which I assumed was Jack , so I didn't bother closing the door. I put my headphones in with music to drown out my thoughts that I would be just making things worse , and began to cut. When I got to the third , I thought I heard something but continued anyway.

" Where's my wallet !" Jack yelled as he stormed into our room. He looked around and then he saw me on the bathroom floor. I didn't see him until he rushed up to me and snatched the blade out of my hands .

" What are you doing!" Jack screamed as he flushed the blade down the toilet. 

I took out my headphones throwing them to the floor and began sobbing , unable to even get a word out .

" Liz talk to me ." He said his voice softer than before .

I calmed myself down enough to get out two measly words , " I'm sorry."

Jack started to panic a little and reached for his phone.

" What are you doing?" I asked through sobs.

" Calling 911 of course . I have to get you help." He said putting the password into his phone.

" Stop." I said firmly.  " I'll be fine . You don't need to call anyone.

" Liz you are bleeding, you could pass out or worse , I have to call them ." He said .

" It looks worse than it is." I said and got a towel to help stop the bleeding.

" How would you know that? You're a doctor all of the sudden?" He said sarcastically.

" It's been worse than this before and I was fine , so so I'm fine now." I sort of whispered out .

His anger began building up again and he said, " What do you mean " before" ?" 

And then something clicked for him and it all made sense , including the dress argument.

" How long ?" He asked sadly .

" A few months . I'm really sorry babe. I just couldn't let you find out and you would've if I wore that dress ." I said crying lightly as I cleaned my arm up.

He just stared at me and said,  " No, I'm sorry. I should've seen that the dress was a sign, and even if it wasn't , I still shouldn't have been mad about you not wanting to wear it . I'm sorry Liz. I love you. Please don't hurt yourself anymore."

" I can't promise you that , but I'll promise that I'll try ." I said and when I finished cleaning, he picked me up and carried me to the bed . He called his cousin saying he couldn't make it and he was sorry he then we put on a movie and cuddled for the rest of the afternoon.