Chapter 2

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Triggering

Her, take her l.

Why her? She hasn't done anything!

She looked at you, now she thinks you're a freak.

But I don't want to hurt her, what if she has a family? Kids?

It's either her or yourself.

Me.

Alright then, faggot.

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Breathing heavily as I dropped the blade from my hand, blood running down my legs and arms. Numb. I sit on my bathroom floor letting the blood run and dry, some of the cuts are over old ones, some are a little too deep. I stay in the bathroom till my vision fades and I pass out.

When I wake I saw what time it was and it was 2:48am, then I look down at myself to see all the dry blood and closed cuts.  sighing to myself I get off the floor and It was silent. No voices no sounds of traffic; nothing to be heard. I look up to see myself in the mirror, deep bags under my eyes and a cut across my nose, from one of my victims scratching my face.

Damping a cloth a started to wipe off the blood, hissing when I was a bit harsh or if I caught a cut. Once that was done I dragged myself to bed only to lay there for a few hours staring at the ceiling till I drifted into a sleep.

N/a ayyyy this was a bit longer and this story will probably end on a happy one and yes josh will come into it and there will probably be smut

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