Hes in the game now
GUESS WHOS BACK!
Just to get it outta the way, I will be writing maybe a lot of smut/lime (maybe more lime idk)😍 I have a problem
Here's what I will be writing:
Fluff
Maybe angst (when he's in the game)
Smut (duh 😍😍)
Lime
I ho...
Before we start this chapter, this will have mentions of self h@rm and small mentions of eating disorders and poor mental health. if these make you uncomfortable or these are triggering subjects, i would advise to read with caution or skip this chapter. i'll see you next chapter!!
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x gen neutral MODERN AU ⭐️————————
Your school life has always been harsh. Harsh bullying, people hating you for seemingly no reason. You've reported people to admins so many times you've lost count. Nothings been done. It's like this was meant to happen. Your life at home wasn't good either. Your parents just didn't seem to realize the importance or mental health and how bad yours is as of late.
You and your partner had just broken up a week prior. They broke up with you for "cheating" even though that was just a stupid rumor those mean girls made up.
Your life seemed to be only able to go downhill. No matter how hard you tried, you always were knocked down and lately, you just can't seem to find a reason to get back up.
And bad mental health can sometimes lead to bed decisions.
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Your alarm clock rings. 6:30am. You open your eyes in dread of another day. You open your eyes and sigh, staring at the ceiling. You eventually get up, knowing this is something you have to get through. You've only got 2 years left, you can leave it all behind afterwards. You get out of your bed and rub the sleepiness from your eyes. You throw on the first thing you find, along with your favorite sweater, to cover yourself up. You brush your hair and your teeth, skipping breakfast again. You just don't have time, as you'd say. You yawn, walking out your front door and locking it behind you. Walking to your car to head to the hell hole you call school.
Getting to school, you put your headphones in and mind your business, listening to your favorite playlist and songs. But of course, quiet people who mind their business get treated the worst. Your whole day was a blur, today was just like the day before. It's gonna be the same tomorrow. It's just a cycle, and you're okay with the cycle. The only bad thing is the mean people. People who pretend to be friendly to be "funny", you know, those people. Today was no different. Things being thrown, people calling you names, people laughing at you. All kinds of nasty things. More rumors might be being spread as well.
The day finally ends after what feels like an eternity. You get home and run to your room. You set your bag down, sit on your bed and sigh. The stress keeps building up and up. It feels like it's all going to collapse, and very soon. That same night, you find a razor blade. You've heard of people harming themselves but you promised yourself you'd never, but the stress is too much for you. You broke the promise you made to yourself.
