Byler Oneshots

"Help..."

Honestly looking at how far away all my updates are I feel so bad

Thank the recent comments and somebody I just had a fun chat with for the motivation

HAPPY NEW YEARS BITCHES!!!

This was requested so I hope you enjoy

⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS: Self harm, harmful/suicidal thoughts about oneself (Will)

Just know you are loved and if you ever need to talk I'm here, im dry asf but I've heard I'm good at listening and comforting so I'll take their word for it ❤️

Stay safe my lovely readers

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He didn't know when it started.

One day he was just experimenting, just thought maybe it would be a good idea.

And then he fell down a rabbit hole.

(I'm so sorry to any of the people who can relate to this, just know ily and if you've stopped and have been clean for even something as small as an hour I am so proud of you)

Will POV

"Ok Will I'm leaving for the night shift, sorry I couldn't be here today! Remember Mike's coming over later, there's food in the fridge!" Joyce yelled from the door as she picked up her keys and left.

I sighed as I was once again left alone.

I stood alone in the hallway wondering what to do to pass the time.

'I wonder what we should do when he gets here...' I thought.

I wandered until I realized I had ended up in the washroom.

I looked up at the mirror.

'Wow, I look like shit.'

(On a completely unrelated note Shit by Bo Burhnam is an ABSOLUTE BANGER.)

I looked good this morning.

I pulled at my face, I look dead.

'I almost was once' , I chuckled humourlessly.

I stood back up as my hand mindlessly searching for something.

(this shit might gonna be realistic at all, beware, enjoy ig)

I froze as I realized what I had reached for.

Razor.

The mother fucking razor.

I panicked and jumped away from it

I felt myself slowly inching my hand closer to it, picking it up.

I hadn't used it in a while, I had been spending more time with friends and family.

And Mike.

Mike.

I quickly put the blade down feeling as if everything I had just done was in slow motion.