Glassheart OneShots

Heartbeat ⚠️

Here's the angst that @Butterfly_Poems wanted.

Sorry this took so long, but I am not responsible for any emotional damage after this! 😀 (I definitely got carried away)

TW: panic attacks, blood, self-harm, eating disorders, suicide

(Good luck and I'm not sorry)

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Red lays back on her bed, her mother's old words repeating itself over and over.

Love Ain't It..

She sighed frustrated, sitting up quickly and heading into the bathroom, quietly locking the door. This piqued the girl's roommate and best friend's interest as the girl raised a brow at the redhead's antics. She didn't question it further however, going back to reading her book peacefully.

Meanwhile, Red was having a mental breakdown in the bathroom behind closed doors.

Love is for the weak, Red!

Tears slipped down her face.

I'm so disappointed in you Red..

Her chest tightened, her breathing shallow.

I find that outfit.. Offensive..

She squeezed her eyes shut, wishing the flashbacks would stop.

YOU'RE SUCH A DISGRACE RED!

Her knees shook, taking her to the floor.

DO IT RIGHT, OR I'LL SHOW YOU PUNISHMENT!

The girl reached up onto the counter, gripping something metal.

You're the worst daughter a mother could ask for.

She felt the cold, sharp metal against her skin.

What you want doesn't exist.. Love. Ain't. IT.

As the girl pushed it hard against her skin, dragging it along her arm, the voices and flashbacks stopped. All she saw was red. She kept cutting over and over again, blood splattered all over the floor.

It felt good. She couldn't stop..

She couldn't see or hear anything that was happening anymore. The tears had stopped, and all she felt was the sweet relief of pain. She didn't even notice that the blade had been taken out of her hand before the girl passed out cold.

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It had been a good few minutes and Red was still in the bathroom. Chloe grew worried and had decided to knock on the door. Upon hearing no response, she knocked again; "Red, if you don't open the door I will kick the door down."

Still no answer. The princess cursed under her breath and grabbed a coin from her dresser, unlocking the door with it.

The sight she saw absolutely awestruck her in place for a good few seconds. Red, was sitting on the floor; razor in hand; cutting her arm harshly; blood pooling around her, leaking from her arm. The girl's eyes were squeezed shut tightly, body tense.

Chloe's eyes widened with fear and she immediately wasted no time; opening the bathroom cabinet to grab the first aid kid and sat next to the girl. She gently put her left hand on Red's wrist, the other grabbing the razor from the girl's hands.

The bluenette gently placed the razor onto the counter above them, and ran water over a rag just as the girl passed out in her arms; most likely from all the blood loss.