okay, once again this was a post on my tumblr account; link in bio <3
❑ Your going through a emotional distress. So you cut your hair
❑ Warnings: Mention of self-harm, bl00d, depression, death, and drugs. and cutting.
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Cutting your hair can give you a big change like all the weight just falls off your shoulders. All that anger and stress just fall right off with just one snip.
Except...something doesn't feel right.
You wiped your tear-stained cheek, hoping you could hide the fact that you've been crying. But once again in your life, you had. You suffer from depression and you've been going through a lot.
All your schoolwork keeps piling up, you taking your medication, but after getting the news your parents are getting a divorce, you stopped taking them altogether.
You were an emotional train wreck, and panic attacks were on the daily nowadays. Eating was something you stopped doing and crying was a cycle.
At the moment, when you were done 'using' the bathroom, you walked out with a F/C hoodie and wore a frown on your face. You were at Sonic's place for the week, and today you were planning on just following him and his friends around the area, but when your foot touched the floor of the living room, you knew everything.....was about to change for you once more.
Upon entering the living room, you stopped dead in your tracks.
Silver
Sonic
Amy
Tails
Shadow
Rouge
Were all in the room, not talking and just frowning. Once they saw your arrival, they all looked up to you. In the back of the room, two officers were seen now walking towards you.
Why are the cops here?
What's happening?
Sure, you may have done bad things, but never meant harm, you were just....not thinking straight.
"Y/N L/N...correct?" The male officer, tall, lanky, asked.
"Yes.." You whispered softly.
"And M/L L/N and F/N are your parents?" A female one, short, pale, asked.
You slowly nodded, looking around to see all the frowns from the others. The officers frowned and the male placed a hand on your shoulder.
"Well, uh, sweetheart, there's no easy way to say this. This morning we arrested your father for the murder of your mother, and he overdosed with dangerous medicines."
You went pale, eyes now fully opened and you took shaky steps back to the wall. Your breathing escalated, and Silver stepped up. "Y/N, Y/N/N! Calm down, please. Your okay!" He assured, and all they could hear were the sounds of your fast breathing and small
'no, no, no, no, no, no.....no!'
When you felt his gloved hand touch your shoulder, you bolted out of the room and out the door. Despite hearing your name being called and the sound of your friends cries for you to stop running, they fell deaf in your ears and you ran towards your home.
You ran as fast as you could, the wind blowing in the hood right off your head. What used to be just beautiful hair, was not just unevenly cut and it was tangled everywhere. But you didn't care when you heard the sound of police sirens fill your ears.
From the distance, you could see flashing red and blue lights from your home. People around were either bystanders, the news reporters, or cops. Yellow duct tape was taped around the surrounding area of your home and you let out loud sobs as you watched your father walk out of the home, with bloody hands and a face of depression.
He never looked so lifeless.
Screaming sobs made your throat hurt when you ducked under the tape and raced towards you dad, not hearing the yells and shouts from cops around you.
Facing your dad, you just about the height to his shoulder, so you grabbed him by the arm and began to violently hit him or kick him.
"WHERE ARE THEY! WHERE ARE MY F**KING PILLS, DAD! HUH? TELL ME!" You begged through your sobbing, cops immediately came and pulled you away from your dad.
The man didn't respond and all you could do was scream when he was taken away into the cop car.
"YOU DID THIS TO ME!" You cried, tears pouring from your eyelids. the cops pulling you to the side and trying to help you calm down. Seeing how what they tried didn't work, so the last thing you ever saw was the face of your dead mother as you fell into a slumber.
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You stared into a mirror and scowled. Around was a white room and all there was around you was a mirror. Digging your fingernails into your skin, you grabbed a pair of new scissors and began to snip.
Every ounce of pain, stress and crying fell off your shoulders like a leaf that was in a river. You felt free. Your hair turned into just one-half long, half short style, and before you could cut the other half, you grabbed a chunk of your hair and you soon heard the sound of the large white door swing open and the shout of your name made you turn.
Silvers's eyes lingered on your hand and hair. He felt the tears roll down his face as he ran to you, ripping the scissors out of your hands. The tear poured out like a dam that has been broken, and you hiccupped, looking to the ground your palm over your eyes.
"P-please! Just make ih-iht stoop!"
You grip your plam to each other, as you feel you slowly be embraced by the white hedgehog. Your face hits his chest as you let out loud, hiccupy, sobs. Silver felt his eyes water, but he slowly placed his hand over your small head and whispered in your ear.
"Forget why you were ever scared. Forget about your past. If you just smile, even when the sun doesn't shine, or if the flowers don't bloom, all you have to do is smile. You'll get through this."
He touched your wet cheeks, wiping away the newly formed tears that fell down, and gave you a heart-warming reassuring smile. You place your arms around his neck and hugged him, making him smile as he returned the hug.
You sat in silence for a few moments, just holding each other, smiling like a dork with your eyes a puffed red.
"I don't know for what anymore; but thank you......so much."
