Dan and Phil Preferences and Imagines (Closed)

#6 He Finds You Cutting

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Phil
You were home alone, you just found out your grandpa who was like your best friend passed away and you never got the chance to see him in the hospital. Plus your parents were being dumb about it, that you never went and seen him. You didn't know how else to deal with your pain, almost a year clean but this was to much for you. Running into the bathroom and slamming the door behind you, you grab your shaver breaking it open with your fingers causing them to spit blood. When the razors were free from the plastic you slash one against your wrist, then another, and another one getting deeper with everyone one and shedding another tear with every single one with a sob. Falling to the bathroom floor you slash at your wrist, when you run out of space on your right arm you go for your left. You didn't even hear the front door open and the bathroom door fling open until you felt two pale hands grabs yours in their bigger ones throwing the razor across the room and grabbing a wet towel dabbing at your cuts. You look up and see Phil kneeling in front of you crying just as hard as you are, you fall into his chest sobbing.
"Shh, y/n, your fine, please," he sobs cleaning up the blood from your arms. You didn't argue you just continued to sob in his arms letting him hold you. He leaned over grabbing bandages and wrapping your arms in them.
"Shh," he calms holding you in arms. Just then you realize that  you had gotten his shirt bloody. "You're okay, I won't let anyone hurt you, I'm here baby." He whispers kissing the top of your head as he rocks you back and forth.
Dan
"Just get out!" You shout at Dan.
"You're so self centered Y/N!"
"Dan shut up!" You yell trying to push him out of your shared apartment.
"You bitch!" He yells at you, in anger you slam the door in his face. You didn't realize it but Dan regretted it as soon as those two words came out of his mouth. You sink to the floor starting to sob.
"You are, he's right, you're a self centered bitch," you cry.
You had been clean ever since you met Dan and your urges were to much for you. You stand to your feet wiping your eyes as you make it to the bathroom grabbing your shaver and slicing one cut across your arm.
"For Dan." Another one. "For school." Another. "Dumb," another. "Ugly." Another. "Self centered." Another. "Unworthy." Another. "Stupid." Another. "Disgusting." Another. "Fat." Another. "Idiot." Another. "Bitch." You say and with each cut they get deeper, faster, and harder. You had locked the bathroom door behind you but it was being banged on.
"Y/N! Please open the door!" Dan shouts pulling on the handle. "Please love. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, please! Baby!" He yells getting louder between each tear and between every bang and twist on the door. You just continued to cut until you couldn't anymore and you just sat in the corner next to the bathtub with your blood soaking your jeans and your shirt and in your hair now as you cried. "Y/N! Damnit!" He shout banging on the door with his shoulder trying to get in. It didn't work for a few more minutes. But when he did busted the door down his face was red with tears and was soon beside you carrying you to the shower  and laying you in it turning on the shower head and from the side cleaning your cuts as he cried and you just sat there in shock. Both of you were completely wet with the warm water. "Damnit Y/N, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, this is my fault." He cries cleaning all of your cuts until you were out in his arms and bandaged.