Now Sunday came, and Tyler always went to church, but today Tyler wasn't feeling well, so he stayed home.
He decided he wouldn't try and get to heaven today.
He made himself some ramen, and picked out some shitty 80's movie to watch.
When the movie was over, he put his bowl in the sink, and went into his bedroom to have a nap.
When he woke up, it was around 3 'o clock.
He was feeling a little better, and went and made himself a sandwich to eat.
When he was done, he decided he would try and get to heaven since he was feeling better.
He did his usual routine of getting the blade, going into the bathroom, and leaning his left wrist over the tub.
He made his first cut, and it didn't feel as bad today.
So be made another.
And another.
And another.
Cut after cut.
Tyler felt like he was making progress, and the pain felt good.
So, he made more cuts.
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Just like those lies. Only Tyler didn't know about the last one.
Tyler made one final cut, the deepest one he had ever made.
He started to clean up, but he couldn't get the bleeding to stop.
"No, no, come on!"
But the bleeding didn't stop. It just continued to flow out.
Tyler felt himself getting light headed, but then he realized- this is how he's getting to heaven.
So, he let the blood flow.
Just a few seconds later, Tyler collapsed onto the floor, and he passed out.
With a smile on his face.
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Fanfiction❝ LOVING YOU IS THE HARDEST THING I'VE EVER DONE ❞ "Josh?" "Yeah?" "Have you ever wondered what it's like up there?" Trigger warnings: Self-harm, attempted suicide, blood. Short chapters.
