"Travis, wake up.", I hear someone say. Sal. Where is he? I open my eyes and see him hovering over me. (travis's pov btw)
"What, Fisher?", I ask, a little irritated.
"Your dad says come back home. Now.", sal says, mocking my tone.
Somehow, this makes me very angry, and I respond, "Fisher. What do you want. I know that's not the fucking reason.", I see him picking at one of his nails, and he responds, "Don't speak to me that way. I'm letting you stay here, it's not like I have to let you. Y'know what, why don't you just leave. Just go.", Sal takes off his prosthetic.
My eyes water just a bit at his tone, and he notices, and adds to his sentence," What? Are you gonna cry about your dad? At least my dad actually fucking loves me.", He grins, making me shiver, and I feel my eyes water. Why?
"Sally. What the actual fuck is wrong with you? You don't go around saying shit like that. That's fucking weird, and that can make people question their relationship with you, and it can even ruin them. That's fucking disgusting.", I say, wiping my eyes.
He smiles, making me shiver. "Wow, Trav... Y'no-", he tries to say, but I suddenly say, "Aren't you the one who liked me first? Aren't you the one that chose to let me stay? Aren't you the one who was crying in the bathroom, telling Todd about how much you liked me?", His eyes widen, the smirk that had appeared, now gone after he realizes I know he told Todd.
He laughs, a desperate, choking sound, as if he can't believe it.
"N-no, I didn't tell Todd, Travis. I swear.", he says, making a big deal out of everything.
"I'm leaving. We're over, goodbye, Fisher.", I say, walking out of his apartment room, and leaving Addison Apartments. I begin walking to Wendigo Lake, and when I get there, I look for a tree, and I climb the highest one, grabbing every branch faster until I reach the top.
"Travis! Don't-", I hear a faint voice say as I shove my earbuds in, the song I Miss The Misery by Halestorm playing.
Shit, no not now..Why does the urge always happen when it shouldn't?
TW: selfharm, skip ahead if this topic makes you uncomfortable, and maybe mentions of a lil abuse?
alright, prepare to skip if you dont want to read this.
I look around, remembering im in the most thick part of the tree, so no one can see me. I smile, a tear leaving my eye.
Man I love this feeling...
I pull my razor out of my pocket, and examine it. I need to wash it soon.
There's a lot of dried blood all over it.
I roll up my sleeve, (SH STARTS HERE) looking at the scars that already litter my wrist, and the recent cuts. I smile, remembering the first time I ever self harmed.
I put the razor to my wrist, cutting deeply, but not too deep. Blood drips, and I add more. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18,19,20,21,22,23,24. I look back down at my wrist, seeing only blood. I laugh, and put the razor back into my pocket, an get out of the tree, and I see Sal, and he runs to me.
"Bye, Fisher.", I repeat, walking away, rolling down my sleeve. (sh end for now)
My mind flashes back to my father, and the abuse i went through. Mother used to put makeup on my face just to hide the facial injuries.
Suddenly, I feel lightheaded, and I trip.
"Hey, are you alright?"
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I might make a ben drowned x reader but i'm not sure...
should i??
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