TW: mentions of sh and implied suicide, blades
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Schlatt's pov---------
Every night i would pick up a new pencil sharpener and add a new blade to my collection, every night it would be the same routine; pick up the blade then cut after cut after cut it's so fucking addicting damn it's like Wilbur he used to be like this but he's better now it's just I however am not better i wish i was dead i do i really fucking do not even Wilbur can fix this.
you:
Hey will just want you to know you're the best friend i've ever had
Wilbur:
SCHLATT? ARE YOU OK? WHATS WRONG? IK SOMETHINGS UP SCHLATT YOU ALWAYS CALL ME WILBUR UNLESS SOMETHING IS WRONG THEN YOU CALL ME WILL WHAT DO YOU MEAN HAD SCHLATT ARE YOU THERE? TELL ME WHATS UP PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU AT THIS POINT SCHLATT PLEASE IM WORRIED
I felt so bad for him but it's not his fault for what i am about to do, i slowly wrapped the rope round my neck then through the loop on my ceiling i threw the chair from under neath me away and watched as everything went dark but i heard something, the door swung open and i was suddenly grabbed by my waist and the rope was removed from my neck, everything was still kinda dark
"Schlatt? are you ok?" omfg it was will "WILL IM SO SORRY I DIDN'T WANT YOU TO SEE ME LIKE THIS I THOUGHT IF I DID IT YOU'D BE HAPPIER" i started to cry then Wilbur sang me apart of his song "i don't care, i want you here as long as you're happy i don't care" it was from losing face i knew it was it's my favorite Wilbur Soot song he's so sweet
"Schlatt i don't care if you cut just please don't ever try that again"
"ok" i didn't know how to respond to that
"i was so scared"
"i'm sorry"
"don't be, it's not your fault i understand that the voices got too loud"
"Will can you stay here for the night i'm scared of myself"
"what do you mean scared of yourself?"
"i'm scared i'll do it again"
"ok, i'll stay"
i could still hear the voices but this time they were telling me to do something else they said
*cut Wilbur* *c'mon you know you wanna* *just do one little cut* "NO!" i didn't realise i shouted that
"what's wrong? c'mon what are they saying? it's ok you can tell me"
"Will they're telling me to cut you and i don't wanna"
"it's ok if you end up cutting me i'll forgive you"
"you sure?"
"absolutely"
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i'm done
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