Not to sure how i feel about this one. Hits very close to home for me. Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
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TW: SAD AND DEPRESSING CONTENT.
THIS WARNING IS FOR ALL PARTS
Vikk's POV
"Lachlan!" I whine as he flopped down on top of me.
"Ugh" he mumbles loudly. "Could ya get off of me?" I ask, barely breathing.
"Noooo" he laughs. "Lachhhhlaannnn" I whine, trying to push him off onto the bed beside me. He turns around and faces me.
"Lach please. You're crushing mee" I whine and frown at him. "Oi was that a fat joke?" He asks, sticking out his tongue.
"Lachhhhhh." I try to push him off. He sits up, sitting on my lower half.
"Lach pleasee" I whine again. "Someone's desperate" He smirks, placing his hands on my chest.
"Desperate to breathe, yeah" I mumble, my face heating up. He moves higher on my body, sitting on my lower stomach.
I flinch in pain slightly, but he doesn't notice.
"Lach. Could you not sit on me?" I ask. "Hm okay" He smirks. I look at him for a second before he pushes his lips onto mine.
I let him kiss me, kissing back. "Hm lachlan" I mumble as he goes for my neck.
I bite back a moan and close my eyes. He pulls away, tugging at the hem of my shirt.
"Nuh uh." I mumble, kissing him again. He kisses back, deepening the kiss.
He pulls back once again. "Lach, I don't wanna take my shirt off." I mumble, not looking him in the eyes.
He frowns, placing his hand on my stomach. I flinch away from him, but he notices this time.
"Vikk?" He says, looking down at my stomach. I pull away from him.
"Vikk why did that hurt?" He asked. "It's nothing." I mumble.
He moves closer to me, grabbing the bottom of my shirt. He pauses and look at me. I sigh and nod.
I stand up and pull my shirt off, my back towards him. He turns me around, looking at my stomach.
His eyes go wide as he realizes what i had done.
Lachlan's POV
My eyes go wide and my heart drops. Vikk has crimson red cuts littering his lower stomach. There must be at least 30 there.
I look up at him, seeing tears in his eyes. "I'm so sorr-" He cries.
"Shush Vikky. It's okay relax." I frown, pulling him softly into my chest.
"I-I'm so sorry" He mumbles. "Relax. Breathe, okay?" I kiss his forehead.
His breathing finally slows down after a while. "Do you wanna talk about it, Vikk?" I mumble into his neck.
He shakes his head no, just holds onto me tighter. "Hm let's go lay down. We'll go to sleep." I say to him, pulling away but grabbing his hand.
He follows me up to our room and lays down on the bed. I pull him close to my body, wrapping my arms around him.
"It'll get better. I can help you stop." I mumble. "What if you can't?" He asks.
"If i can't then I'll help you when you do it. No matter what, I'll be there for you." I smile down at him.
He smiles and cuddles his head into my neck. "It'll get better Vikky." I mumble.
All i get in reply is a few snores. I smile and close my eyes to sleep.
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Oh god that was horrible :p Only a few people really knows what this means :p
Anyway, Sorry for the shortness!
If you'd like a 2nd part (which i already have in mind) then just comment down below xD
