The Outsiders React

24. You self-harm TW

Hey babes, if yall r struggling with stuff like this please reach out to me and you can rant. I've had personal experience with this stuff and will talk to anyone who needs it. Stay safe <3

Darry:

 You had been struggling for a while. The girls you worked with were just outright mean to you and you had no idea why. At first, you had just ignored them but soon it got to you, they would call you the most awful names.

One day it had gotten to be too much. You had been at work, restocking shelves when you heard them talking about you.

"She's really ugly, like why does her face look like that?" one commented, venom lacing her voice. 

"I know she's a greaser and all, but I've never seen an uglier one," another laughed. What the next girl said really hit you hard.

"Not only that but she's a slut. I've heard rumors about her whoring it around. I bet if you get too close you'll catch an STD," she laughed. Tears brimmed your eyes and you started to shake. You turned on your heel and ran out the door, a chorus of petty laughter coming from behind you. 

It was a Tuesday afternoon so everyone was either at work or school. You had the house all to yourself. You ran to the bathroom and shut the door behind you. You reached into the drawer underneath the sink in search of something only you knew about. The blades. You had hidden them there hoping you wouldn't have to use them but just in case. 

You pulled down your pants and sat on the edge of the bathtub in just your underwear. You examined the tiny blade. Something so small did so much damage. You rested the small piece of metal on your thigh but hesitated for a second. Then the words came back to you.

Ugly. Slut. Whore.

That's all it took. You roughly dragged the blade against your thigh leaving a cut. Whore. Then another. Ugly. Then a third. Slut. At this point, you had multiple angry red lines marring your skin. You were just about to put the blade back to your skin when the door banged open.

Darry stood in the frame, his eyes wide with shock and hurt. He hurried over to you taking the blade from your hand. At this point, tears spilled over. Not only did you hate yourself enough to take a blade to your skin but now Darry knew. He would think that you were a weakling, a freak.

"Baby, what happened? Why would you do this?" he asked you, voice soft. You looked up to meet his eyes only to find them filled with tears. this was the first time you had seen Darry cry. You buried your head in his shoulder and sobbed. He grabbed a washcloth from the counter and gently began to clean the blood from your leg.

"Come on, Babe. What happened?" he asked soothingly.

"The girls at work called me awful things and I couldn't take it," your voice broke. More tears poured down both of your faces.

"Listen, baby, those girls don't know what they're talking about you are amazing, and this is never the answer," we said, gesturing vaguely to your leg. You just nodded and let him clean your cuts. Darry made you feel better.

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Steve:

You and Steve had been on the rocks lately. You two had been fighting about stupid things more often and it really hurt you when he acted like he didn't care about you. One day after a stupid, petty fight it just became too much for you.

"Y/N, you're pissing me off and quite frankly need to mind your own damn business!" Steve yelled, slamming the door in your face. you had told Steve that he should pay a little more attention to his school work and for some reason that had really pissed him off. this wasn't even the first time he's stormed off on you this week! It was Tuesday.