Markle Oneshots

Metal

The blade ran down my arm leaving blotches of the crimson color running down my arms.

I let out a breath and I feel a smile grow on my face.

No one can save me now, not when I've gone this far especially since I already killed them all.

I lay in the crimson color of my family and friends.

The color swirls around me until my pale skin and blonde follicles turn the dark red.

I let out another breath and look back down at my arms seeing my thin piece of metal come close to my main artery.

I slice across it until it cuts through my pale skin leaving me there to share my blood with my victims.

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This was short and Dark but I couldn't help it my depression is really getting to me and I relapsed with my cutting so this is what my mind came to.