Type: One Shot | Imagine about Luke
Rating: Rated R For Sexual Content + Triggers (Cutting, Razors)
Word Count: 3,128 (Want more? Then tell me)
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The pain was overwhelming, I scream but no one can hear. Taking a deep breath in as I felt the razor guild across my skin, leaving blood trails. Pushing deeper as I felt my skin separate underneath of the blade, I felt the pain escape my scars. The music in the background drowned out my screams, letting out a deep sigh as the razor slipped from my finger tips. I laid my arm down, allowing the blood to escape not in a rush to make it stop. The real question was did I cut deep enough not to return to my reality? I laid my head back against the wall as I closed my eyes, was it too much to want it all to stop? I felt the tears slip from my eyes down my cheeks as my breathing started to slow down. I felt the stinging of my new cuts, but that didn't even add up to what I deal with on a day to day. I heard someone knocking on the door, but I couldn't find the words to say something. The lump in my throat grew bigger as more tears ran down my cheeks. I felt someone come into the bathroom, wrapping their arms around me, but I was too weak to see who it was. The cut was deeper than anything ever done before, the clock was slowly running out.
"Come on, " he screamed as he held me close to his chest. His words started to fade in the distance as I started to fall asleep.
"Stay with me, " he cried out.
I felt his heart racing before drifting fully into a deep sleep. I heard people all around me, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I heard beeping in the distance as I started to wake up. I drifted back off to sleep as I felt so weak and tired. They rolled me to the recovery room, the beeping was still there in the distance.
"You're going to be ok" I heard him say. I started moving my hand as I started to wake up. The lights burning my eyes as I look around confused.
"Babe?" he asked.
"Uh?" I responded as I turned to focus on him.
"You're ok" he smiled slightly.
"I guess so, " I sighed.
"Babe, what's going on?" he took my hand in his.
"Nothing, " I stared at the ceiling.
"No, you did this for a reason and I want you to know I'm here for you" he said.
"I know that Luke" I took a shaky breath. We sat in silence for a while, my hand still resting in his. I didn't know what to say, maybe that was my problem. Not wanting to open up, not wanting anyone close, but letting everything build up wasn't good.
Waiting to get out of the hospital seemed forever. The clock was barely moving as my impatient self wanted to leave. Finally the paper work came, I signed myself out and finally we were free to go. I still hadn't said anything, I was too wrapped up in my thoughts. His arm around my waist as we walked out of the hospital. He placed a kiss against my cheek before helping me into the car. I watched out of the window as we drove away from the hospital. The rain had started to fall from the sky as the clouds were darkened, the sun had dimmed out. It wasn't quiet night time yet, but it was still pretty dark, guess the weather matched how I felt. He got me inside the house, making sure my stitches didn't get wet, I returned back upstairs to my room. Sitting on the bed as I slipped my shoes off, wanting this day to end. I stood up, allowing my pants to fall to my feet, picking up my feet one by one as I slide them fully off. He stood in the doorway, leaning against the wall as he watched me. I knew he wanted answers, but I didn't have any to give him.
I slowly pulled my hair up in a bun as I looked towards him. Our eyes meet for the first time today, still couldn't find the words.
"Going to watch me all night?" I finally spoke.
