A/N: Hello! Especially you, over 45 year old person! only 4 more projects to go whoo! this is short and also trigger warning
Graser’s POV:
“Stop. Please just...Stop.” I whisper under my breath. The voices inside my brain were unusually loud today. Nobody likes you. You’re worthless. Ugly Robot. Dummy. Idiot. They don’t usually bother me very much but today, they’re loud. Usually it’s just a dull thrum. Today, it’s an echoing drumbeat. It reverberates against my skull. It pounds at my very existence. I yell at them to shut up. They get louder.
“JUST FUCKING STOP ALREADY!” The room goes quiet. Eyes turn. Wow you dummy. Great idea! just yell at us in public. You’re dumber than I thought… My eyes begin to water. I turn and bolt out the room. I run and run. The first doorway, a bathroom, perfect. I go in and slam a stall door shut after me. I sit on the floor. The voices. You bitch. I thought you were the smart kid. Ugly. Fucking dumbass. You don’t deserve to live.
No one cares about you, remember?
Maybe next time, you should try harder.
Okay. I can do that.
I grab the blade I keep in my pocket. Yeah, I know, dangerous. But the thing is I don’t care if I die. One. Two. Five. Ten. My arms are covered in a crimson red sheet. The door to the bathroom opens. I keep going. A muffled voice, “Zach?” I ignore it. “I know you’re in here. My pants are wet with blood.
“Zach! STOP!” I freeze. I stop. It’s Liam. The guy I like. The guy who most definitely should not care.
“It doesn’t matter anyway. No one cares. Besides, even if they did, it’s too late now.” Then the voices start again.
See, this isn’t so bad is it?
Don’t worry about the boy, he doesn’t really care.
Don’t worry, this was the right choice.
“But I care.”
“Yeah right.” I reply with my last breath. I breathe in. Oxygen, it tastes good. I breathe out. My eyes shut. Muffled crying.
“Stop. Please just...Stop.” Those were my words.
“I’m sorry.” Someone actually cares.
I can’t believe it.
A/N: That was kinda crappy :/
I think I wanna update every Wednesday but depending on homework maybe Friday and depending on my dance schedule, maybe Sunday?? idk I only have 2 free days now so yeah but hopefully Ill be able to do multiple a week but most definitely at least one
WHY IS IT SO EASY TO WRITE HERE the document I write these on has over 4000 words but I can’t write a thousand for english??
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