Come find me •Lovertation•

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 10

A/N: ten chapters here's some repunights or Midtation for you 😍😍

Y'all are gonna HATE ME for what I'm boutta do

TW, you'll never believe it!

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Rep's pov:

Well, fuck.

I had exited the classroom and stormed right to the bathroom to perform my favorite ritual, and now I was struggling to stop the bleeding in a bathroom stall.

I needed help. Fuck. I can't tell lover. I can't tell Jax, because it's the girl bathroom.

Think, you ugly idiot!

Maybe.. hm.

Okay, yeah.

I used my non bloody arm to dig my phone out of my pocket, I opened contacts and clicked on the name.

After two rings, it picked up.

"Rep, I'm literally supposed to be in class right now." Said the voice.

"Where are you...?" I said confusedly.

"Uh, skipping and smoking in a tree in the school yard...?" She replied.

"Okay, mid, listen closely. I kinda need help, uh, bring a first aid kit and come to the girls bathroom, 3rd stall. Thanks." I said.

"Help- first aid- girls bathroom...? What?! I'm too high for this," she sighed.

"Midnights, just do it. Don't freak out," I said and hung up.

I sat there waiting till about 3 minutes later, a knock sounded.

"Come in, mid. Don't freak out, please don't," I begged.

I saw midnights with a first aid kit. She came in, closed and locked the door (I had unlocked it after I hung up) and turned around.

Her eyes widened and she dropped to her knees.

"Jesus, rep! What the fuck happened?!" She exclaimed as she saw me clutching toilet paper over my arm, and it was quickly gushing with blood.

She scrambled for the first aid kit as I stayed silent. She took the toilet paper off to see multiple cuts, made by me, of course, cause that's all I do these days.

She stopped the bleeding and put gauze and bandage on it.

"Ok, what the fuck?!" She looked at me and sagged behind on the bathroom door, her feet on the toilet seat as I leaned on the wall next to it.

I sighed. "Eh, shit," I replied cryptically.

"How did you..." she trailed off.

"Cut myself, became an Emo, entered my 13 reasons why era, turned into an alternate universe ginny, take your pick," I replied.

Her eyes widened and she stared at the floor.

"Oh. Well... why?" She said.

"Stuff gets hard, it helps," I said. I don't know why I was telling her this, maybe because she wasn't one to judge.

"I can't judge. I smoke and drink my problems away," she sighed.

"Whatdya use?" She asked, grabbing some weed and paper from her pocket and preparing two joints.

"Blade," I replied, watching her make them.