𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Helpless • Conor

You guys are amazing! I've got over 500 reads already! This one is quite sensitive so it's not your POV. I hope you enjoyyyy!
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Loren's POV

Worthless, a useless piece of junk.
I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror. Why would anyone love me? I'm disgusting.
My wavy blonde hair hung down my shoulders in knots. My blue eyes stung, as tears fell down my cheeks.

"Your such a piece of shit Loren" I mumbled to myself, as I stared into my own eyes.
I looked down at the sink, where my toothbrush, flannel, and razor were kept.
My shaky hand picked up the razor. I examined every blade before deciding what I was going to do. I had already tried smoking and dugs, but this worked best. I scrunched up my eyes as I ran the razor up my arm. Warm blood began to trickle across my soft skin. Tears fell from my eyes like a waterfall as I did so.

Suddenly I heard the door of the flat open. Shit Conor's home. My heart pounded like a steal drum as I struggled to clean the razor and my bloody arm.

"Baby, I got Nando's" Conor shouted through the flat, I could hear him putting his bags and the keys down.

I grabbed a towel off the radiator and wiped my arm.

"Oh, god no no no" I worried as my arm left a huge blood stain on the towel. I quickly chucked it into the corner of the bathroom, as I heard Conor coming towards me.
I wiped my eyes and put on a fake smile as he arrived at the door.

"Hey gorgeous, you okay?" He asked me innocently. I stood with my arms behind my back.

"Yeah I was jus..." my voice trailed off as I noticed Conor staring at something. I watched him as he walked towards the blood stained towel. Oh no.

"What's happened?" He asked me, whilst holding up the towel.

Panic rose from within me and my breathing quickened. My weak knees trembled as tears started streaming down my face. A few sobs escaped my lips, before Conor held my waist.

"Loren, look at me." He said, using his hand to lift up my chin. I stared into his beautiful blue eyes.

Mesmerised by his eyes, I didn't notice he had lifted up my cut arm to look at it. I gasped once I realised he was looking at it.

"Why..wha..why did you hurt yourself gorgeous?" He stuttered, stunned at why I would do such a thing.

I hung my head in guilt and pulled my arm away from him.

"Look at me Conor! I'm useless, why would anyone love me?! I shouldn't be waisting my time on this life! I'm disgusting!" I shouted at him. Crying uncontrollably, I angrily grabbed the razor back off the sink. Planning to cut myself again.

"No Loren!" Conor said quickly snatching it off of me. Cutting himself in the process.
I gasped at the sight of Conor's wound, as he stared at it.

"Conor..I'm so sorry baby" I cried, holding his hand and looking at his emotionless face.

He silently pulled out of my grip and washed his hand in the sink. I watched him as he did so.
Leaning over the sink, he stared at the bloody water swirling down the drain.

"Loren..." he sighed before continuing.

"I love you so much, it hurts me to see you like this. Your not useless, without you I would be broken, forever. I want to spend everyday with you, we can get married and have a family. But...you can't do this anymore, your smoking..and the drugs. This is the last time Loren." He spoke softly before turning his head to look at me.

His kind words brought tears to my eyes.

"I'm sorry" I whimpered quietly.

Without saying anything, Conor wondered over and engulfed me in a hug. The smell of his sweet aftershave filled my lungs, and instantly relaxed me.

"Let's have some food and we can talk yeah?" He whispered into my hair.
I nodded in reply, as we pulled away.

"I love you so much Conor"