* This is an example just in case someone doesn't understand. Please note this is not my best writing as I am currently in a rush *
I stare at the cursed pot. How am I supposed to make food with that when I know what happened to it. The memory fills my eyes before I can stop it.
" Clary catch " Malcolm laughs at me chucking the scissors at me. We knew this was dangerous but right now my life was a mess, how could it get any worse? I catch the scissors the blade pointed towards my face. I scream jokingly and chuck them on the floor, tired of this game.
" Aww come on.. " Malcolm moans walking over to me. I sigh and grab his hand when something catches my eye. Startled I pull him closer, in the process pulling his sleeve up. I stair at the combination of scars, crawling up his arm.
My voice shakes a little as I ask him " Wh... What's this? " Glancing at his eyes I see no glimmer of regret.
" Like I said, both of our lives are full of rubbish. This is how I deal with it. "
Thoughts race through my head, I let go of him. Why would he do this? I thought that maybe, just maybe he was normal, that he didn't want to do it. Am I not good enough? When did he st..
" Clary, you seem so shocked but this is just what I do at home every night.. " He whispers in a voice I don't recognise as Malcolm. He lifts up his shirt.
I freeze in fear and horror. His belly a mismatch of scars and cuts. " Why.. " I whisper to myself.
Then I realise what he was going to do.
Before I can stop him he plunges the knife into him, he begins making a long scar across his belly, above his belly button. A lump in my throat rise. The knife is so deep in.
His face a mixture of pure pain and pleasure, then shock.
" Oh no.. oh no " He whispers, stumbling over to the island in the kitchen. I watch him, pure horror plastered on my face. I watch him leave a trail of blood, dripping thickly from him. I grab the closest thing near me. The kitchen pot. I hold it under him. Watching it fill up with blood, fast.
To fast.
His cut was deep.
To deep.
* TA DA! So guys right now I'm in a bad mood so I write bad things. I hope you guys come up with more cheery Ideas ~ places hand to chest ~ please do. ~salutes ~ have fun and write! *
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