I woke up in the morning. So I looked at my phone.
Mark: I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I should've asked. I know I hurt you. My intention was to not hurt, but to try and help. Obviously, I failed.
Me: It hurt. Next time ask permission. I cried myself to sleep. TBH, I felt so violated.
Mark: Thank god you're alive. I was worried sick.
Me: Why would anyone worry about me?
Mark: YouTubers and you're subscribers.
Me: Oh, yeah.
Mark: I have to make videos, but we can hang out tomorrow.
Me: Alright.
Mark: Hope to see you.
Me: Oh, you will.I put my phone down and got ready. He was recording videos, I decided not to. I would look to sad and depressed. Just don't want to deal with all the comments rolling in. Soon I found tears streaming down my face. I don't want to be alive anymore. So I went to my bathroom and just cut. After a while, I woke up on the bathroom floor with a bloody wrist and floor. So I bandaged my wrist and cleaned my floor. I ate a little something, then went to bed.
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Closer Than We Thought (septiplier)
FanfictionThis is very triggering. There is self harm, gore, depression and anxiety. This is very dark. Please read at your own risk.