Your pov
I decided to stop this stupid depression and put the blades aside . i stop when i feel something stinging on my feet, great i stepped on the blade .
blood is everywhere and i can't walk. every step feels hard .
at the end i wrap my feet with the first aid kit near the sink. i plop to my bed and cry, yes cry. why am i crying? i don't know i just want to, it feels right. i feel relieve with crying.
You : i hurt myself.
no reply
can he just give me some of his attention?
You : Facetime?
i don't wait for him to answer and dial his number. hoping he would answer, a little hope.
"hey shawn " i greet him through his dark room, i guess.
" y/n it's not that i don't want to talk to you but i gotta sleep, bye " he hangs up. i didn't even see his face!
Now, i don't know what i am. I'm like a stick in the middle of a blooming woods. alone and broken.
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