Two Faced {Skammy af}{boyxboy}

0.5

*triggering kinda I guess*

Sammy's P.O.V

I don't know how I ended up here, a bloody wrist and red eyes. But I'm here. It's all to much. I stopped taking my medication, I just toss them. Jack and Jack count the number in the bottle. I just get rid of them.

I hate how the red and yellow pills made me dizzy, I hate how the blue ones made feel numb. I hate how the light purple pill makes me drowsy, I hate how the orange pills make me hungry. I hate how the white ones make my mood happier.

I sigh running a hand over my face. Looking at myself in the mirror, dropping the blade from my hand.

"Sammy? Are you okay in there?" Jacks voice is worried.

I flush the toilet, acting like I was using it.

"I-I'm fine. Be out in a sec." I call, washing my wrists. I slide the blade in my pocket, pulling down my sleeve.

I open the door, and slide into my room before he can ask questions. I look at myself in the mirror. My hair is flat on my head, my original hair color coming back. Bags under my eyes, tear stained cheeks. I cringe at the sight.

Running a hair through my hair, I wipe my eyes trying to make them less red and puffy. I shrug, and slip out of my room, slowly making my way to Skate's.

"Um. S-Skate. Can I. Can I talk to you for a minute." I look down at my sock covered feet.

"Yeah. Sure. What's up?" He smiles, as I walk in.

"It's- um. About us." I say softly.

"I love you. I-I really do. I just. I think its better if- if we're just f-friends. For now." I stutter, a few tears stream down my cheek.

"What are you saying Sammy." Skate sighs.

"I-I'm saying. W-we should. We should b-break up." Now my vision is blurred.

"I m-mean. At least u-until your memory is b-back." I add. "Fully."

He slowly nods, I stand rushing back into my room. Locking the door behind me, I sit on the bed. Taking the blade from my pocket, I twirl it around. I end up deciding, placing the blade on my wrist. I deserve this.

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hey guys. : ) what's up?

Sorry I haven't updated lately.

I don't have a good excuse either.

Sorry. Anywhore. PLEASE DONT

HATE ME. I'm sorry. I broke

them up. And Sammy started

cutting. Did you like the chapter?

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Mwahhhhh

~kelsey