[💛] 𝑏𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠 [💙]

[🌧️] secrets

This chapter contains : sh and mentions of vomiting.

Mikes pov

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Mike was in his bathtub, watching as the water filled the tub.

He brought his knees close to his chest, taking a deep breath.

He grabbed the razor he had taken out of a pencil sharpener.

He held the small blade in his hand, thinking about what he should do.

His arm slowly got closer to his knee, the razor going for one of the sides.

Mike winced as the blade dug into his skin, taking it out slowly.

He shakily brought it too his other knee, doing the same thing.

He watched as blood poured from the wounds.

Warm tears fell onto his cheeks.

He knew he did the wrong thing.

He was just so tempted.

His old self harm scars were healing, he needed to make more.

He didn't realize it, but it was getting addictive.

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Mikes knees were throbbing when he got to school.

He had done it early in the morning, meaning it was going to hurt the whole day.

He kept his head low, the ground spinning under him.

He took a deep breath, before running Into someone.

"Mike!" A joyful voice said.

Mike looked up, being faced with Will byers.

"Oh, hi will." Mike Said, smiling softly.

Mike was happy to see his boyfriend, after not seeing him for a few days.

Will wrapped his arms around mikes neck and kissed him.

Before the kiss had begun, it was over.

Will quickly ran into a classroom.

Mike sighed, stumbling his way into a bathroom.

He walked into a stall, shutting the door.

He sat on the toilet seat, his backpack on the ground.

He tugged his knees closer to his face, trying his best not to touch them.

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It was around lunch time, so Mike finally walked out of the bathroom after being in there all morning.

He saw Will sitting at one of the tables, so he sat down across from Will.

"Shit, are You okay?" Will asked.