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TW: Contains Cutting and Blood

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Nightmare is talking

Chris is talking

Chris's POV

I stood in the bathroom with my pocket knife against my scarred wrist, dried tears on my face. I told myself that I wouldn't cut anymore. But here I am, doing it again. I need to stop this, and soon. I watched as the crimson blood dripped onto the tiled floor. Enjoying the pain. "Cutting again?" I look over to the door to see my boyfriend, Nightmare, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, looking at me with a dissappointed look on his face. "Yeah... I guess I am." "I thought you promised me that you would stop." "Mhm, I'm sorry. I lost control." Nightmare walks over to me, his hand outstretched. "Give me the knife, Chris." "Why?" "Just give it." I put the blade back into the handle, placing it in his hand. I watched as he put it in his pocket, I wanted my knife back, that one is one of my favorites.

Putting his hand on my shoulder and kneeling down so he's eye level with me, his blood red eyes penetrated into mine. "This needs to stop Chris." I put my head down, fighting back tears, knowing that he was right. "I'm trying my hardest Night. I'm really trying." "I know you are, but you need to try harder. I'm right here when you need me." "Okay. I love you Night." "Love you too Chris. How about we clean those up and go back to the bedroom?" "Okay"

Time Skip Brought To You By @kenco1e ! 

After Nightmare helps Chris with his arms.

"Let's go back to the bedroom." "Okay. Carry me?" "Fine, c'mere." I put my arms up so he could pick me up into his arms. 

"I'm getting worried Chris. Your doing this more and more often." "Don't worry, I'm okay." "Well obviously not. You're horrible at lying." "Wow. Thanks." I tried hiding my face in the crook of his neck, obviously failing. "Can I have my knife back?" "No." "Why not?" "You know exactly why." "Aww.. Okay..." Suddenly I felt as if something was squeezing itself around my chest. I couldn't breathe. 

The last thing I saw was Nightmare standing over me shaking me shoulders, and calling my name as I was enveloped in darkness.