💞-Chapter 4-💞 The Blade (TW)

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1989 was known with struggling with her self-harming and eating disorder issues. Although she attempted to quit for the sake of her girlfriend. She'd always say she did but never really quit.

She sat in her room, the sharp and shiny silver blade held by already bloodstained hands. She looked at her wrists, they looked like Crisscrosses on a map. The next minute a concerned midnights bursted through the door. "Nine!" She ran over, grabbing the blade out of her hand and throwing it somewhere. "Nine, baby please talk to me.." tears threatened to fall from the corners of her eyes as she looked up at 1989 waiting for an explanation. 1989 looked at midnights will a tear stained face

"I..I'm sorry midnights— i-i didn't know what to do-.."
"Next time please.. just please come to me instead of hurting yourself.. you don't deserve. It.." She held the girls hands in hers, looking up to her with sincere eyes. "Please. Dont ever hurt yourself again. Please, for me?"

"Okay.. i'll try.. I'll try my hardest."she took a deep breath. "Promise..?" Midnights said with a small glint of worry still present in her midnight blue eyes. 1989 hesitated for a moment. "Promise."midnights sighed with relief. "Let me clean you up and we can work on your eating next. Okay?" She gave her hands a gentle squeeze. 1989 nodded and stood up with midnights as midnights led the way to the bathroom. "Sit here." Midnights said, sitting 1989 down on the edge of the bathtub as she scavenged around the cupboard for medical supplies.

She walked back over and kneeled down infront of 1989, gently taking one of her wrists and gently dabbing it with a tissue to get the blood off. Once the blood was mainly off both wrists' she spoke up for a moment. "This might hurt, okay?" 1989 just nodded as she slightly tenses and watched as midnights applied disinfectant to her cuts. "You're doing well, love. Just a little bit longer and you'll be okay. Alright?" 1989 nodded once again.

Midnights finished applying the disinfectant and wrapped a bandage around each wrist. Once she was finished she gently patted both wrists and got up to put the supplies away. "You're all finished my love." She gave 1989 a gentle smile. 
"How could i ever repay you, mid?" 1989 said, mirroring midnights' smile. "You dont ever have to repay me, darling. Your amazingness is already a repayment anyways."

Once they exited the bathroom, midnights remade 1989's bed. "Im gonna make you some food, alright? And dont touch that blade." She pointed at 1989 with a firm expression. "I wont touch it, i promise." " good."midnights left the room and 1989

Gonna leave yall on a cliffhanger and do pt 2 😛

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 05 ⏰

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