Jahnnie Drabbles 4✿

☆Johnnie's Pain☆

Request: ihaveabomb_

[ Johnnie is secretly harming himself and Jake finds out. ]

TW: Self-Harm, Depression, Panic Attacks, Mental Health issues, self-hate, anxiety

___________________________________________

Johnnie has been secretly self-harming himself for the past few weeks. His depression is getting worse and he has relapsed into this unhealthy coping mechanism.

But Johnnie knows it doesn't help, it makes things worse. But his mind is so nunb that doesn't care anymore.

Jake noticed something was off about Johnnie. He seemed more distant and reserved than usual. Jake couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something felt off.

"Hey, is everything okay? You seem a bit down," Jake asked, his voice filled with concern.

Johnnie was scrolling on his phone in the kitchen, when he notices Jake was in the kitchen with him. He lifted his gaze, - noticing Jake take a seat in front of him.

Jake noticed the way Johnnie lifted his gaze from his phone and acknowledged his presence. He took a seat across from him, his eyes locked on Johnnie's.

"Can we talk?" Jake asked gently, concern etched on his face.

Johnnie noticed the concerned face, and it made his anxiety spike. That question alone made shivers go down the emo's spine. He has been faking his happiness for so long in front of Jake he thought the punk wouldn't suspect a thing. However he was wrong.

Jake noticed the sudden change in Johnnie's demeanor. His anxiety was palpable, and it only fueled Jake's concern. He reached across the table and gently placed his hand on top of Johnnie's.

"Hey, it's okay," Jake said softly, trying to reassure him. "You can talk to me about anything. I'm here for you."

Johnnie immediately pulled his hand back and scratches at his sleeve. He couldn't help it, - he secretly self-harmed earlier and the cuts are beginning to itch.

Jake's concern deepened as he watched Johnnie scratch at his sleeve. He had a feeling that something was seriously wrong.

"Johnnie, can you please show me your arm?" Jake asked gently, his voice laced with worry.

"Why?" Johnnie suddenly got all defensive. As he abruptly got up from his chair. Grabbing his phone in the process, "Look, man. I'm fine, i just had a scratch. I'll be upstairs." As he leaves the kitchen and rushes upstairs.

Jake's heart sank as Johnnie abruptly got up and rushed upstairs. He knew something was wrong, but Johnnie's defensive response only confirmed his suspicions.

Jake got up from his chair and followed Johnnie upstairs. He found him in the emo's room, sitting on the bed.

"Johnnie, please," Jake said softly, taking a seat next to him. "I know something's going on. I can tell. You can't hide it from me."

Johnnie turned his head to look away from Jake. Not realizing that is sleeve was partly raised and revealing a bandage on Johnnie's wrist.

Jake's eyes widened as he saw the bandage on Johnnie's wrist. His heart clenched in his chest, and a wave of sadness washed over him.

"Johnnie...please, let me see," Jake said, his voice trembling slightly. He gently reached out to touch Johnnie's arm, wanting to inspect the bandage.

Johnnie immediately noticed and pulled away. Hiding his arm with his other one as he stared at Jake with wide blue eyes.