About time! ~Way brothers (Gerard Way and Mikey Way, story)

I'm not the one dragging the blade along my skin, it my demon

~Author's note~

Uhm...Self harm...Warning...I'm sorry...ALSO LONG ASS TITTLE JUST LIKE FALL OUT BOY TITTLES!

~Mikey's p.o.v~

I got home from school, I walked over here, and I actually skipped school. Fuck logic, because I don't need education right now...I want to hide from everyone else...Because I feel so exposed. I walked upstairs up to my room, my uniform was cut open, and my healthy skin is also cut open, but not to deep like I wanted. I guess my mom was out, so I just went in quiet empty house, and went upstairs, straight to my bedroom. I opened my bedroom door, and walked over to my desk where I usually do my homework, I grabbed the pencil sharpener which was sitting in corner of the desk.

I have done cutting before, but it was just experiment, but I only made light cut not like really deep. But to be honest...I had fear of cutting because of the experiment,I appearently made to much cuts, and made one which was really deep...And I had to go to the hospital and get stitches. But that fear is now fading away, i'm not facing my fear no...My demon is the one dragging the blade along my perfect skin, which will become damaged and I will never be perfect again.

I manage to get the razor out of the pencil sharpener, it was kinda hard, and making me break 2 pencils in the process, but it worth it. I walked over to my bed, sitting down on my tan carpet, which I will know now...It not going to be tan carpet anymore, it going to be red stained, like it will never come out of the sheets. I pulled up my sleeves, looking at it, examining it. There were light cuts, I sighed, as I drag the razor to my arm. I groaned in pain, as I drag the blade along my skin...I made it deep, deep enough to make me in pain...

I made a few more deep cuts in my right arm and left arm, I was bleeding...But I don't care right now...I don't care about myself anymore.I just want to be alone, I just want to fall to pit of darkness. I got up, using all my energy to stand, and walked over to door, I locked it...Because I don't want my mom to see me dirty...Not the kind of dirty...It where i'm stained in blood. I walked over to my bed, and curled into an ball, putting the blanket over my head and myself. I closed my eyes, I granted my wish...I fell into a pit of darkness, which I know I won't be in the darkness for to long...

~Author's note~

Uh....References...DO YOU SEE IT!? I mean just read it again, and then you notice the references, poor pencils doe...Mikey is a pencil killer, he killed 2 pencils >:P, anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I hope you enjoy this story so ya! I see you Raves later, byeee!

~DerpyMyChem