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𝓛𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓼 𝓟.𝓸.𝓿

    Stinging. It's all I could feel in arm. I watched the blood trickle down my wrist, it was kinda hard to see with the tears in my eyes. God.. I fucking hate this place so much. All this fucking stress put on my shoulders, I have no real way to let it out. I cleaned the blood off my blade and placed it onto a desk, falling onto to my bed I began to sulk. My eyes began to feel sore as my nose bagan to stuff up. Im such a fucking mess..why am I fucking  like this. A million thought ran through my brain, until I hear the door to my screen house open. Shit,Shit,Shit! it was fucking Shrignold, oh god why do they have to come in here right now! I quickly whipped the tears from my face, and hid my arm behind my back as they give me a happy smile. "Hi dear! figure I stop by and check on you!" They say, I watch shrignold look at my face, I think my face was still red or something.. but they knew something was wrong. Their smile faded and they approached me, " you ok dear? you look like you've been crying!" I heard them coo, they held my face in their hand so i looked at them. I couldn't spit anything up just stutters and my sniffling , I watched shrignold look around the room, fuck.. I really hope they don't see the blade but I of course had to put it in plain sight. They looked at me with concern and all they say to me is "Let me see your fucking arm." I panic, I can't show them! Fuck what do I do?!? "I'm not fucking playing around Larry. give. me. your. arm." the sternness in their voice was terrifying. I wince as I show them my arm with the wounds faced away from their sight. I began to hic as those tears rushed to my eyes, like a broken faucet. Shrignold flipped my arm over to the damage i've done to myself, I felt so bad that they had to see my like this . I began to sob and all I could muster up was 'I'm sorry.' I couldn't stop saying it too.

    "Talk to me Lars, please you know I hate seeing you like this" Shrignold said, their voice sounded like they were about to cry but they managed to keep it together. God I feel so bad that they have to see me like this. "I'm sorry.. I just feel like shit right now and been for a while." I say. it was true, i've been in a deep depression episode and it didn't seem like it was going away anytime soon. Shrignold wrapped their arms around my body as they straddled on my lap, they take a deep sigh as they hugged me, then looked at me. "You really need to stop cutting yourself Larrs. You were clean for two months now." A tear from both eyes ran down their cheek as they looked at me. 'I'm sorry' was all I could say, I really need to stop saying that so much. They held me close as they quietly cried, I could hear their sniffs and tears ran down their face, Shrignold was the type to not show themselves crying to anyone, rarely ever showing any negative emotions. I've seen them cry yes, but it fairly rare. God I felt so bad, I have them crying over me. "Tell me dear, what can I do to make you feel at least a little better?" They spoke up, " Can you stay the night here?" I ask "of course!" It was already late in the night which was nice. 

𝒮𝒽𝓇𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑜𝓁𝒹𝓈  𝒫.𝑜.𝓋

   I held him as close as I could, I'll need to check on him more often. I hid my face from his view and let more tears fall from my eyes, I just can't stand seeing him hurt and when I do, I feel hurt too. i'd honestly prefer see him get wasted then do this to himself. I felt his body unstiffen as he laid his head on my shoulder, My poor baby. I hear him call my name, I hum to let him know I was listening. "I'm so sorry." he muttered, I hushed him like a mother would to a crying child and tell to stop apologizing and that i'm here now. I unstradled myself from his lap and sit next to him, " can I see you're arm again dear" I asked, He reluctantly showed me his injured limb. I held it in my hands, I gently kissed his slits, every single one. I looked up at him in his eyes, his eyes began to water again "I love you a lot, you know that right?" I asked him, he nodded. I let go of his arm and opened mine and tilting my head, using my body language to ask if he needed a hug. He tackled me onto the bed, letting the pent up tears out. I hugged him and played with his hair as he sobbed. I grabbed a nearby blanket and pulled it over us.

    His crying had calmed down but he was still fragile, I cuddled his close and made sure he was comfy.  I closed my eyes and rested them, they were only a little sore. I could only imagine how sore my dears were. I tell him to rest up and I reassured him that I wouldn't leave. I felt so bad for him, but thats why i'm here, i'm here to help him. I love him so much.