Shadowhunters Ships

Jealousy and Insecurities ~ Saphael

AN: Shout out to @Acornwell1 for the suggestion! ∞∞∞

"GET OUT SIMON! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M BUSY HERE WITH LILY!" Raphael shouted at Simon. 

Simon looked shocked, scared, and upset. He looked from Raphael to Lily and then to his shoes, like they were the most interesting thing in the world. 

"Sorry Raphael," Simon muttered quietly, barely audible, if not for vampire hearing.

"SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT SIMON! THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK! NOW I KNOW WHY THE STUPID RED-HEAD NEVER WANTED TO DATE YOU, YOUR TOO CLINGY AND NEEDY! NOBODY LOVES YOU, YOUR TOO ANNOYING! NOT EVEN I CAN PUT UP WITH YOUR CRAP ANYMORE! JUST GET OUT SIMON! LEAVE AND IF I EVER SEE YOU AGAIN I SWEAR I WILL TORTURE YOU UNTIL YOU LOSE YOUR STUPID AND ANNOYING VOICE FOREVER! NO ONE WILL RECOGNISE YOU BECAUSE YOUR UGLY, WHIMPY BODY WILL BE SO UNRECOGNISABLE BECAUSE IT WILL BE COVERED IN BRUISES, MAYBE THEN YOU'LL BE PRETTY! JUST GO SIMON! JUST LEAVE!" Raphael practically screamed at Simon.

Simon looked down, processing everything that Raphael had said to him, believing every word. He already knew that he was annoying, but he didn't know that he was hurting his - sorry its not his clan anymore, he doesn't deserve a clan- the clan from becoming stronger. Raphael was right. He was too clingy and needy. He was worthless and ugly. And no one could help him.

Simon, with tears in his eyes, looked up at Raphael and said, quietly, "your right". He looked back at his shoes, let two tears fall, turned on his heel and ran.

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"Raphael Santiago!" Lily screamed at him after she had regained her composure. "What the hell were you thinking?!"

"I-I don't know!" Raphael replied after some time.

"You might not know this, but everyday, when he comes into my room in the morning, its because I told him to. I once found him, sitting in his bathroom crying and slitting his wrists and about to do the same to his throat! I took him back to my room and fixed him up and told him he was loved and that leaving was the worst thing that he could do, and if he ever needed me in the mornings or at night, to just come into my room to talk about it. That's why he would come into my room of a morning. He was insecure and too scared to come to you about it. And everything that you just told him right now, everything that you just said, is the worst thing that you could ever do to a person. It took me months for me to get him this comfortable again, and I swear, if we find him dead because he committed suicide, I will send the entire clan to kill you in the same way that you would have killed him!" Lily all but screamed in his face. She looked incredibly angry and hurt as well.

"So," Raphael muttered quietly. "You weren't sleeping with him?"

"You IDIOT," She screamed again. "We are talking about the same Simon here aren't we? This is the Simon who loves movies and video games and you. He is physically incapable of cheating. I even convinced Stan to try so that the rest of the clan could be sure that he wouldn't end up hurting you. He was completely oblivious. He could never and would never cheat on you or anyone."

"Oh."

"Oh? OH?!" Lily yelled. By now the entire Hotel was awake and listening in to the conversation going on in Raphael's bedroom. "He is the sweetest boy I have ever met! And if you don't start looking for him right now, I will start killing people!"

"O-Okay Lil. I'm on it!"

∆∆∆ 1 week later ∆∆∆

Simon was walking, no stumbling, around the streets of Brooklyn aimlessly. He had nowhere to go, and no one to miss him. And he knows that no one is missing him because he brought his phone and he has no missed calls or texts. Raphael was right. No one loves him. In the days since he ran off, he has cut every morning but hasn't tried to commit since the day Lily stopped him. But now he thinks that maybe the world would be better off without him.

Making up his mind, he stops walking, takes out his razor, his only friend, and takes off his clothes, only keeping his boxers on. He starts to slide the razor across his skin, starting on his arms and going all the way down his body. The familiar sting of metal meeting flesh is welcomed by him. By the time he reaches his feet, there is a pool of blood near his body, making him remember his hunger. Before he can do anything, he passes out from blood loss.

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AN: Hey guys!

I was thinking of making a part 2 to this but let me know if you want one or not.

Thanks Angels! 

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