Scars

Prologue

Blood. Dark, deep, and thick. It slowly drips from my wrist and from the blade as I place it on the counter. Hot tears fall from my eyes, staining my cheeks. Looking up in the mirror, I chuckle at the pathetic boy staring back at me, wishing that he was someone else. Depression, Anxiety, and other mental health issues have officially clouded my mind since I was 14. All I've ever wanted was to be happy, but that wish never came true as I made the harsh transition from middle school to high school. As the years went by, I progressively stopped the things I loved because of my destructive atmosphere and mind. I distanced myself from my talents, my 'friends' and family, and especially my academics. All of my life, i was bullied for being overweight, and everyday I lost all confidence in myself. I've come to terms with the fact that I feel all alone and that I'm finally ready to end it all, but something still stops me from opening the medicine cabinet. It stops me from downing a bottle of pills and calling it a night, forever. That something is Viktor. He's been my figure skating coach for a few years, and now we're married. He's my soulmate. But, realizing the sudden knocking on the door, I'm snapped out of my thoughts, while pulling down my sweatshirt, covering the myriad of fresh scars and shoving the bloody blade into my pocket. I quickly exit the bathroom and rush past the one person who i can fully trust, running to our room and slamming the door. The click of a lock was quickly followed by his familiar voice, filled with worry.

"Yuuri, are you okay?," He says softly. I didn't respond to him. I heard a thump against the door, and the satisfying sound of cloth sliding down wood, as he traveled down the door and sat on the floor. I started crying harder as I heard an exasperated sigh come from his lips. "Yuuri, please open the door, I'm getting worried," he mumbles through tears. I slowly get off the bed and shuffle my way to the door, unlocking it, slowly opening it. I push my blue rimmed glasses to the bridge of my nose as I look at my lover sitting on the floor with his head between his knees, sobbing.

"Viktor, please dont cry," I say through tears, kneeling on the ground next to him.

"Yuuri, p-please tell me whats wrong. I th-thought you were happy, t-that w-we were happy," He finally manages to stutter through his sobs. I say nothing as I slowly roll up my sleeve to reveal the mess of blood and cuts on my arm. "Yuuri, I already know," He rolls up his sleeve to reveal the same mess. "We're soulmates, remember? Whatever you do to your body, it appears on my own. If somethings wrong, please just talk to me, dont cause the both of us pain, my love." Looking at the pain in his eyes, i break down into tears. He encases me in a hug and I sob into his shoulder.

"I love you, Viktor, and thank you," i whisper into his ear, crying harder

"I love you more, Yuuri. I'll always be here for you," he says, tightening the hug and kissing me on the cheek.

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Okay! So this is the only the first chapter! This one is only about 500 words, but I promise the others will be over a thousand! I hope you enjoyed!! Please vote also!!! tHaNkS