SELF HARM IMAGINE.

MICHAEL CLIFFORD

You had been arguing with Michael for the last two days. He was always the jealous type but he crossed the line when he went onto your phone and assumed your brother was your "other lover."
"WHY THE HELL IS HE SAYING HE LOVES YOU?!" He screamed in your face. You laughed. You were sick of explaining this. "He. Is. My. Brother." You tried to walk away but Michael had grabbed you by the hair and yanked you back. You yelped in pain amd watched him smash your phone onto the ground. "Get out of my house." You whispered.  You were so close to tears. You two had been together for 3 years. He's never laid a hand on you.
He looked at you shocked and shook his head. You walked over to your closet and grabbed a bat. You raised it over your shoulder and yelled "GET THE HELL OUT!" you had been suffering from depression and anger for your whole life. You saw the tears swell up in his eyes as he walked out. You dropped the bat and broke down once the door closed.
Michael had helped you with so much and was always there for you. But now you felt suicidal and no one was there. You looked at your wrists. You could see the silver lines going across your wrists and up your biceps. You walked slowly into the bathroom and grabbed a razor and turned on the bath.
You got undressed and sat in the warm water. You were still crying and you knew that there was no going back now. He was never going to come back. You grabbed the razor and sliced deep into your wrist. Blood immediately started flowing down your arm. You smiled softly. You did it again. And again. And again. Going deeper each time. You started to feel woozy and the colors started to fade.
You had no energy to do anything about it. You dropped the razor amd everything faded to black.

You woke up to beeping. You didn't want to open your eyes but you heard sobbing and loud hicups.  Your eyes fluttered open and saw that it was dark out and that you were in the hospital.  You felt the need to cry and scream but had no energy to do so. You looked at your arm and sat wires going into your veins and that the cuts were now closed. You looked to where the noise was coming from and saw Michael sobbing into his hands.  You didn't know what to say.
You coughed softly to get his attention and he immediately looked up. His eyes were bloodshot and were very puffy. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it again. He grabbed your hand and rubbed your knuckles softly. You stayed like that for a few minutes. Finally "I love you...I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I'll buy you a new phone and I'll be a better boyfriend and I'll never hurt you again and ill-" he started to cry again. You tried to soothe him but he only cried more. "I love you too" and you kissed the top of his head.