The next day I told my mother that I wasn't feeling well. I had her convinced, but Wednesday I was forced to return.
It's been a couple of days. Maybe everyone's forgotten about it.
They hadn't. That was for sure. There were still eyes on me, whispers, and laughing. I planned to stick my day without talking to anyone. It worked. I had to eat lunch in the bathroom, but I was okay.
I spent my days like that for the next two weeks, and soon no one bothered me.
It was a Saturday night when I was sitting alone in my room. I was swiping through social media on my phone when I saw Bebe and Kyle. I froze.
That used to be mine...
I kept scrolling until I saw that they were in a relationship.
It's only been a month. He lied to me. He said he'd never go for a girl like Bebe.
I felt a pain in my chest form, and my eyes began to spill tears. I couldn't breath. I had to get rid of this overwhelming feeling.
At that moment, all control was out of my hands. There was a pocket knife my dad kept in his dresser. I ran back to my room and pressed the sharp blade against my skin.
One...
Two...
Three...
I dropped the blade and welcomed the numb feeling that was about to come over me. About ten minutes later, I had snapped out of my trace. The bleeding stopped. It, then, hit me on what had happened- what had become of me.
I didn't want to be that girl that self harmed, but I couldn't help it. I felt so much better. I felt that I deserved all of this. I deserved to be hurt. I had been pushed to the point that I hated myself. I was that girl that self harms.

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Not Such a Bad Guy: Eric Cartman x Reader
FanfictionThis was requested by MintFlavouredKitkat. I have to throw in a warning that this story does hit some very sensitive topics, and if you don't deal with that kind of stuff very well, then please do NOT read this. I know dealing with depression is a...