Your pov
I went to sleep like normal. I was on my phone for a few hours just watching tik tok and normal human things. I tried to go to sleep but I couldn't for some reason. All I could think about was my mom.
I start to cry remembering the past when I was a child. I had always thought of it in the most random times. Usually all I would do is bite my fingernails or shake my leg. But this was different. It wasn't like the rest I just couldn't help but cry.
⚠️TW suiside⚠️
I decided to take something sharp and slit my wrist it started to bleed also. I was glad that if it bled enough I would die and be done with this world but if I don't die what if someone sees it.
I guess I cried to much and Albert ran into my room.
Albert: What's wrong?
Y/n: I- I was thinking about my mom.
Albert: Wait, what's on your wrist.
Y/n: It's n-nothing
Albert grabs my wrist and looks at it it.
Albert: I have to go get some paper towels or something now
Y/n: No Im fine
Albert: no you aren't we will talk about this when I get back
End of TW
Albert pov
I get her some paper towels and cleaned up their blood for their. They told me about how their mom abused them and all her trauma. I feel bad for them and I wish it was me.
I love her so much.
Albert: alright I'm gonna go and sleep.
I start to walk out.
Y/n: Wait, can you um slay in here (stay sorry I just felt like it)
Albert: sure
Y/n pov
Albert and me sharted the bed. I soon felt and arm around my body.
Do I like Albert ?
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Authors note:
Hey shawty
You go Albert.
YOU ARE READING
As Warm As The Sun
Random🌻You decided to move in with your best friend since 1st grade and it was the best decision you ever made. They/them pronouns for y/n.🌻 ☀️This story might include language. Sorry for bad grammar.☀️