•recap•
I closed my eyes for a second, and thought. Maybe I should write an apology? Trying to become clean is something very hard to do, I know that fact. Do I even know it's self-harm? I've been assuming this whole time.
I was about to grab a pen, but before I could, I felt a tickle against my skin.
Words were writing themselves on my arm.
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Oh shit a rEPLY!!!
My heart was racing. I looked down at my forearm, and saw something written in red ink.
/well wtf do u want me 2 do?/
The texting lingo is strong here, I thought to myself.
/I'd appreciate it if you would at least try to attempt to stop hurting yourself? It hurts me too sweetie ;)/
/wait what?/
/whenever you hurt yourself or something happens to you, IT HURTS ME TOO./
/that's weird I never knew that/
So they're telling me, this entire time they never thought that I could be feeling all this pain? I tried so hard in life to not injure myself so that my soulmate wouldn't get hurt, and they never knew, never questioned, never even thought about it. Absolutely wack.
/all my life I've been dealing with your shit. I guess we have a soulmate thing/
/I am so sorry/
/it's fine let's just try to get you to stop okay?/
/yeah easier said than done./
/so you DO cut? As a form of coping? Do you have depression?
/I've never been diagnosed but yes, it's been me most of the time. I don't want to elaborate./
/I'm so sorry :( I feel like I should've been there./
/it's ok./
/maybe instead of cutting draw pictures on yourself??/
/I'm kind of shit at drawing tho/
/I didn't ask you to draw the fucking monalisa you could just draw like lines or some shit/
/okay jfc/
/so this is our first time talking right?/
/I guess you could say that/
/do you have a name or/
/you don't need to know/
/aw come on then how are we gonna fiNd each otheR/
/you'd be better off not knowing me/
/not true. I want to help you./
/I have to go/
/no wait :(/
I never got a reply. Our messages were washed away too.
/well draw something pretty for me 2morrow/
After writing a final note on the back of my hand where my first message was, I put my blue pen away. I decided that I would wait until the next day to see what my soulmate would do. They seem like a difficult person. I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with this.
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With The Marks On Your Skin // boyxboy
Romancesoulmate au!! TW: SELF HARM In this world, soulmates are able to write on their skin and have their messages appear on each other. For these two, they had the unfortunate rarity of having the ability to share wounds... as well as pain. /hey could yo...
