needs help.

the voices.

COLBY'S POV: (mentions of sh, passing out, and gore.)
it was an average day in LA. sun shining, birds chirping, spiders EVERYWERE. i opened my bright blue curtains and tied them on each side so they would hold and not fall back down, I ran over to my phone which was sitting there on my desk that Sam had brought me for my birthday. 2:35. "shit." I yelled. "IM HALF AN HOUR LATE TO MY DENTIST APPOINTMENT??" I ran to my bathroom, found my tooth brush, and added the peppermint toothpaste, stuck it into my mouth and scrubbed my teeth. after I was done brushing my teeth i ran over to my mirror and stared at myself for a good 30 seconds, I started messing with my hair until I heard this deep, scary voice.
"no jaw line?"
I froze in shock and than remembered, im not mentally stable so I got over it quickly. (💀😭)
"blade?"
i was confused until I remembered that I was 3 months clean. "get the fuck out my head." I whispered with tears in my eyes.
"gay"
"fat"
"whore"
"CUT."
"BLOOD"
"DIE"
"BITCH"
"SLIT"
"SH."
I couldn't take it anymore, i walked slowly to the door and locked it. I could hear Sam in his bedroom listening to music, so I didn't worry about being caught.
I looked at my arms. I'm covered in scars that no one has seen before except myself.

I bent down and opened the cupboard with all my "hidden" blades in. my blades were hidden in an black, old box. I quickly grabbed the box and opened it. I picked the sharpest blade and sighed.
before I could even cut I felt waves of tears running down my soft, rose cheeks.
i ran the blade across my ruined skin and cut.
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for some reason it felt so good.
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but by my fourth cut I felt nauseous. I ended laying down on the floor since I couldn't get up, I started seeing black spots everywhere until I finally blacked out.
SAM'S POV:
(Okay so this isn't the story, but it's February 7th 2023, colby has testicular cancer. FUCK YOU CANCER.)
after not seeing Colby for a whole day I decided to listen to some pop music that he loved, hoping he would walk through my door any second. but I was right, he never did. you know, I had recently been a bitch to Colby for a bad reason. We had an massive fight last night because apparently kat slapped him, I still don't belive him. The love of my life (kat) would never do that.
**hour passes**
I looked at my phone which was sat on the side of me, "3:55" it said. I felt panic rise up my throat when I realised that Colby still hasent ate his dinner yet.( Colby has his dinner at half 3 every single day.) I got out of my cozy bed and stormed over to colbys bedroom door. I knocked. "Colby?" I asked terrified for what had to come, "I'm coming in." I said while opening colbys door, Colby was no we're to be seen. This is when my panic set in. "COLBY DUDE??" no reply. I ran downstairs to Elton, Corey and Aaron. they was watching Aaron play fortnite. I barged in with panic in my facial expressions.
sam-s,  Corey-c, Elton-e, Aaron-a.
c- oh hey sa-
e: sam? what happened??
s- WERES COLBY?
a: I swear he was in his room a few hours ago.
c- I haven't heard the door slam, so he couldn't of left the house.
e- I know we're he might be.
s: WERE?
c- WERE?
a- WERE?
follow me, Elton started running up the stairs faster than I have ever seen him run before, "he's in the bathroom!!" yelled Elton. "COLBY?" we all yelled. No reply again. "shit. shit. shit." Elton said while holding his breath.
e- SAM GO DOWNSTAIRS AND GET SOME WATER, AARON COREY GET BANDAGES.
I ran downstairs with Corey and Aaron behind me, i went straight into the kitchen, found an plastic cup and started filling up the water with freezing water, after I was done I ran back upstairs spilling half of the water, when I got upstairs I saw that Aaron and Corey had panic on there faces staring into the bathroom, I looked. I felt tears streaming down my face, "why colby." I said while sighing. Colby was on the bathroom floor face up with dried blood all over his arms and jumper, "sam, corey Aaron, leave please." we turned our backs immediately, I went into my room, aaron went and play fortnite again, while Corey sat on the beanbag and sat on his phone.
Elton's pov:
I looked at colbys face sadly, he looked lifeless. they were blades all over the floor with blood all over them. I shook Colby and started slapping his face slightly, no movement. I checked his pulse by placing my two fingers onto his neck, his pulse was still very strong. I cleaned of his wounds and applied bandages all over his arms. He still did not awaken. I started carrying him the "fireman carry" way with my hands on his thigh and his head on my back. I opened his door and put him into his bed gently. I left without a noise.