C+J•G~Drabbles!

☆Age-Regress Trauma☆

Request: AlexGLover2

[ Johnnie is in little space of the age of 13, however he is 'stuck' in this age and reliving his trauma and ends up attempting suicide.

Carrington finds out and helps him through this! ]

TW: S/H, Suicidal Thoughts and Attempts, Childhood Trauma, Mental health illness, hospitalization, PTSD, Mental Break, and vomiting!

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Johnnie wakes up in his little space age of thirteen(13) years old. He sits up. Tears filling his eyes as he quietly gets out of bed, so he doesn't wake up his Caregiver/CG Carrington.

Carrington stirred slightly, feeling the bed move as Johnnie got out. He mumbled something in his sleep before rolling over, now facing Johnnie's side of the bed.

His eyes slowly opened as he saw the emo boy's figure walking away."Johnnie?" He mumbled, voice groggy from sleep. "Where are you going?"

Johnnie didn't reply.

The caregiver dismissed it and went back to bed, just simply assuming that his little is going to use the bathroom.

Johnnie quickly made his way to the bathroom, locking the door behind him. He turned on the light and sat down on the floor, his back against the door. He brought his knees up to his chest and buried his face in them, tears streaming down his face.

After a few minutes of silence, Carrington decided to get out of bed and check on Johnnie. He knocked gently on the bathroom door.

"Johnnie, sweetheart, are you okay?" He asked, concern evident in his voice.

Johnnie has a razor in his hand, and a bottle of pills in the other. He sets the bottle of pills down and looks at the razor in his hand. Sniffling as he begins to harm himself.

Carrington's heart sank as he heard the sound of the razor. He immediately began to panic, realizing what Johnnie was doing.
"Johnnie, no!" He exclaimed, banging on the door. "Open the door, please!"

Johnnie didn't reply.

Carrington took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He knew that he needed to approach Johnnie carefully and not scare him even more.

"Johnnie, sweetheart, I know you're upset, but please don't do this. I'm right here and I want to help you. Please let me in."

Johnnie heard Carrington's voice, and replied with, "Go away..!" His voice sounded regressed into the age of thirteen.

Carrington's heart broke even more as he heard the regressed tone in Johnnie's voice. He leaned against the door, his forehead resting against the cool wood.

"Johnnie, I'm not going anywhere. I care about you so much, and I want to help you feel better. Please let me in. We can talk about what's wrong and find a way to make things better, okay?"

Then Carrington heard the sound of pills opening, Johnnie is crying as he is pouring them into his hand.

Carrington's eyes widened in horror as he heard the sound of pills being opened. He banged on the door again, this time more frantically.

"Johnnie, stop! Please don't take those pills! You're scaring me, sweetheart!"

Johnnie is crying, makeup streaming down his face. "I miss my dad.." He cried softly.

Carrington's heart shattered at Johnnie's words. He felt a wave of sympathy and sadness wash over him.

"I know, sweetheart. I know you miss your dad," he said softly. "But please, please don't do this. I'm here for you, I'm your Caregiver. You don't need to hurt yourself."