Stunning scars and amazing acquaintances - a teardrop angst fic

Chapter 2 - A relapse, a shock, a panic attack, a kind gesture

*Teardrops pov and earlier today*
I was playing truth or dare with Lollipop and Gelatin but I started hearing words. Words I had heard before.
"Teardrop must be stupid! She doesn't even know how to talk yet!"
"Yea td! Everyone knows you aren't a real contestant." They were stuck in my head.
"I'm gonna go get something from my room" I wrote on my paper.
"Bye!" They both said in unison.
I ran two (now is not the time) my room and sat on my bed. What if I'm not real. What if I am stupid. I probably am. I didn't get bullied all those years for nothing! I saw the scissors I used yesterday two (I'm gonna stop) cut paper. I picked them up.
*What if I get caught?*My hands were shaking, I didn't want to do this but felt that I deserved it. I let the intrusive thoughts win and cut my arms. I watched the slightly clear blue liquid drip down out of them. I was crying quietly so nobody would hear and I just kept on cutting. I thought I heard knocking on the door but guessed it wasn't and kept on doing it. Then, the door opened. Two was looking at me with wide eyes.
"Teardrop?!" They were clearly worried. I looked at them in shock. I wanted to run away but that wasn't an option because they walked over to me and sat down.
"Teardrop, can you try to calm down and explain?" Two asked.
"What if I'm not real? What if I'm stupid because I can't talk?" I asked Two in sign language while kind of crying but im a teardrop so it didn't really look like it.
"Teardrop, you are real and you're not stupid. Can you put down the scissors? I don't want you to do any more damage to yourself." I shook my head. I couldn't. I deserved this.
"Please? After we can talk about this to help you and find a better way to cope." I nodded and put them down. Two then grabbed them and teleported them somewhere. I looked at my arms that were covered in cuts and then the carpet that was stained with blood.
"Sorry I ruined the carpet. It was an accident! I can clean it!" I quickly signed with panic.
"Hey hey! No worries! I can do it!" They said
"No no No No No No I have to do it I caused the mess I have to clean it" I signed to them. I was struggling to breathe and was now attempting to get up with Two holding me down.
"Can you try breathe with me? In and out." They said. They were slowly breathing and I was following. It definitely helped because i found it easier to breathe after.
"Ok, now try to calm down. I can clean it! Would you like to tell me what's causing you to panic?" Two asked. I grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil and I wrote
"I used to be bullied. They forced me to do everything perfect for them or I would get a fire close enough to only evaporate part of me, but not enough to kill me. It hurt alot."
"Do you remember who they were?" Two asked.
"They were handbags, twins." I signed.
"Well I'll make sure that never happens again!" I looked more calm now and they looked proud in twoself.
"Let's clean you up and you can go back outside!" They said. "I'll be right back, ok?"
I nodded. Two got up and left the room. I heard talking and then footsteps.

606 words wow
Writing this near midnight the day before Xmas eve yippee dysphoria is kicking in help my voice is fem af I hate it :(