Trigger warning, please don't read if you are sensitive to this stuff, this isn't written to offend anyone, just to set the mood that the reader is depressed, contains cutting and hints of language
You had enough, the bullying, the breakups, the abuse, its over. You were walking down the halls when a girl bumped into you " watch where you're going slut." She smirked, pushing you harshly against the lockers. You pulled down the sleeves of your black hoodie, hoping to hide the fresh cuts, now I bet your wondering if there were any parents or people who cared, your mom was to drunk too know you left the house on weekdays to go to school. Your dad had left your mom and you to start a life with another woman in Nashville Tennessee. Your friends? Well most of them left your sorry a** for the popular kids and one of them stayed.... until things got to hard and she was found kissing the end of a kitchen knife, now you were all that remained, lucky you were planning to end this f***ed up day ends. You looked at this a very different way, depression is like a war, you win or die trying and you were on the losing end. You sat through boring class after boring class, sitting alone at lunch, not eating anything, you ran so much in gym, hoping to pass out or something but all you did was give the gym teacher a run for his money ( pun intended). So you might be wondering, if life was so terrible why not just end it sooner... well that was hard, seeing that you had a huge crush on mr imtoocoolforfriends.com himself. Whenever you said hi to him or went to talk to him, he brushed you off and went to hang out with that scrawny v name girl. Now, you were in 5th period, partners were being assigned and you my friend weren't paying attention, Chris and ashton, pete and kevin, ceylan and guren and then Gen and ( Y/N). You didn't care about anyone else, you were paired with your crush and that was all that mattered. 6th period went by in a blur and you were getting your backpack so you could race back home. As you zipped up your bag you noticed a tall figure wearing all black stand in front of you, you looked up and immediately blushed " my house." Was all he said as he handed you a slip of paper and walked off.
* timeskip*
Gen was smart and you had your moments as well, you two working together made the project way easier and the best part was it was ( F/S) ( favorite subject) which you were great at. Gen was actually staring to open up to you, he talked and asked you questions about you which made you silently fangirl. Your fun was cut short when you got a call from your drunk mom telling you to come home, you both said your goodbyes then you sadly walked home. You opened the door and was immediately met with a flying vodka bottle to the face, you dodged and walked inside. Kick, hit, punch, heel, pull hair, kick
Worthless child
Another kick
Just die already
Another hair tug
When she left you, you couldn't move, wounds and bruises and blood draped your (S/T) body. A knock was heard and black dots began to cloud you vision until there was a thud and then a figure loomed over you.
Black.
Gen had carried you out and called the police, your mother was arrested and you were rushed to the hospital. You were happy that you were dying but there was someone who wasn't. He cried over your unconscious figure and slept next to you every night, he held your hand and kissed the scars on your wrist. One day you woke up to sobbing, groggily you turned you head to see the emo crying his eyes out, he jumped up and smiled, pulling you into a hug. Your eyes widened as he caressed your head but then he pulled away and grabbed your arm. " what is this?" He demanded, you told him everything and he looked at you, red eyes full of sympathy, he kissed every scar and whispered in your ear
" baby don't cut." And then he kissed you.
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