Might be a little dark and/or morbid. Do not read past this note if you're easily triggered.
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You're standing by the bathroom sink with a huge mirror just above it; staring at yourself for too long until you become a stranger in your own perspective.
A thin, sharp silver blade lies beside where your hand is resting. You carefully held it and brought it up to look at it while you let it dance in your fingers. It cut the skin in your fingers but you didn't mind. It's just small ones but it stings badly.
You brought your eyes back to the mirror to stare into your eyes which are now filled with pure rage and hatred. You don't know the reason why you're feeling such things but they're directed to you.
Slowly, you brought up the blade to your lips and slip it inside your mouth. You close your eyes as you slowly chew on it. It was painful chewing on a thin blade but you just don't care anymore. The blade easily cut the insides of your mouth making it bleed with an alarming amount of blood.
The salty and metallic taste of blood and the cold sensation of the blade inside your mouth seemed to be alright for some reason you don't want to know.
YOU ARE READING
What If Patrick... (Patrick Stump Imagines)
FanfictionWhat if you and Patrick... Hi, you're about to read my first book of imagines and thank you for noticing this amateur piece of work. Comments and suggestions are very much appreciated.
