Becoming True draft And Sneak Peak.

Chapter 4

Aaron woke up the next morning next to Eli, who was still sound asleep. He walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. No. He looks away. He strips, so he can shower.
He turns around again and stares at himself. Who the Fuck am I. I'm not a guy, but I am. I know I'm not a girl, but my body tells me otherwise. He turns around discussed by himself. No. He quickly locks the door and reaches inside his drawer again for his scissors. Instead of cutting his hair, he grabs his razor and starts cutting it apart so the razor parts are sticking out specifically.

He drags the razor across his wrist and watches the blood poor out of his wrists. Not deep enough. He presses down with all his force. To deep. He presses the Palm of his hand over the cut and starts the shower.
The blood continues pouring out so he grabs a towel and presses it against it. "Naw" he accidentally says out loud.
He picks up the razor and tries sharpening ~it with the scissors. After the razor is about as sharp as it can get. He presses at the vain, but deeper it seems, right below his hand. Blood starts pouring out quicker and thicker than usual. No. I'm so stupid. Eli is out there. No. He puts the towel over his arm and presses. He falls asleep in the next half an hour trying to stop the bleeding. Thinking about how stupid he is.