Heartstopper Imagines

TW!!!SH

Warnings: Self Harm

(In this Charlie is your older brother, he's year 10 and you're year 8)

Y/n's POV

It was Saturday morning and ever since I came out on my instagram, I've been getting so much hate from people who I thought were my friends. They've been saying things like, 'you're a disgrace to your family' and things like, 'you just ended your bloodline since you're lesbian.' I just couldn't take it anymore.

I go into the bathroom and pull out the razor that I've been using to cut ever since the hate started. I cut my wrists 3 times then I hear Charlie knock on the door. "Y/n hurry up. I gotta pee." I hear Charlie say. Shit. I try washing off my arms but it hurts too much, so I just put bandaids on it a roll down my sleeves. I forget to wash the blood down the sink and forget to hide the razor. I open the door and go back to my room.

Charlie's POV

I go into the bathroom once y/n opened the door. I rush over to the toilet and do what I have to do. When I get to the sink to wash my hands, I see blood in the sink and next to it a bloodied razor. Oh no no no. Why would y/n do this? She knows she can talk to me about anything. I understand though, sometime things become too much it's hard to ask for help.

I was in the same place last year after I came out as gay. Maybe that's why she did this. She did just come out as lesbian. Before I can go out of the bathroom to talk to her, Nick texts me. 

Shit. That totally slipped my mind. I know I should text him back but right now I'm only worried about one thing and that's y/n. I leave Nick on read and go to y/n's room. I knock on her door. "Y/n let me in, we need to talk." I say and I hear the door unlock. I hear crying as I open the door. 

"Hey hey.. it's okay." I say as I rush over to her. She winces as I try to hug her. "Y/n...why'd you wince like that. Please don't tell me what I'm thinking is true." I say, tearing up. "I'm sorry." Y/n says and pulls up her sleeves. "It's okay. You could've told me. I'm gonna help you. What do you think will help you the most?" I ask her. "I don't know, I just need a break." She says. "What if you went to the place I went to, it really helped me." I said and she shrugged. "Maybe." She says.

"Let's get those cleaned up. Let's go downstairs so we have all the supplies." I tell her and she nods. We go downstairs to the kitchen and I grab the big first aid kit. "Sit up on the counter so I can make sure these are clean." I say and she sits on the counter. Just then we hear a knock on the door. I go to answer it and it's Nick. "You didn't answer my text, I got worried." Nick says, as I open the door. "Yeah sorry, I got held up." I answer and walk back over to y/n. "It's okay I trust Nick, he can stay." Y/n whispers to me and I nod. "Y/n is going through a rough time. She said she trusts you enough though, so you can stay if you want to." I tell him and he nods.

Y/n's POV

Nick walks over as Charlie takes some alcohol wipes out. "This is gonna hurt y/n." Charlie says and I nod. Charlie puts the alcohol wipes to my cuts and I start crying. Nick grabs my other arm that doesn't have cuts on it to help calm me down, he holds my hand. "It'll be okay y/n. You're strong." Nick says, trying to distract me. Once Charlie finishes cleaning my arm, he wraps it in bandage. "Can I go get changed?" I ask and he nods. "Come back down when you're done, we'll do something together." I tell her and she nods, running upstairs.

I run upstairs and throw on some pj's and fuzzy socks.

Then I go back downstairs to see that Nick and Charlie have set up my favorite snacks and my favorite tv show. "Come on y/n. We're gonna rewatch y/f/t/v/s." Nick says and I nod sitting down next to him on the couch. So he can still sit near Charlie. That's how my night ended, we ate my favorite snacks and watched my favorite tv show until at some point I fell asleep.