Soul woke up the next morning his arm pulsing with pain he looked at it and is ashamed of what he did he gets dressed and carefully puts in his hoodie not wanting to hurt his arm more. He tries to remember last night and remembers a lot of blood crying and counting that's when he realizes he got to 50 cuts last night. Soul went back to Maka's house to talk to about what he did the previous night. He wasn't proud of it but he knew he had to tell her. He walks up to the door and knocks Maka comes to the door. When she saw soul she looked surprised. She came outside and sat on the swing, Soul sitting down beside her.
"What's going on Soul" Maka asked.
"I made a mistake Maka I really messed up"
"You didn't do that did you?"
"Yes I did"
"No Soul why"
"I don't know after our walk last night I just went home and started" Soul said while staring to tear up.
"How many?"
"If I remember correctly 50"
"Well at least it's better than last time"
"Yep"
"Okay you know I'm gonna ask. Let me see how bad it is."
Soul willingly rolled up his sleeves to reveal the fresh cuts and blood.
"Come on in let's get you cleaned up"
They walked inside Soul sat in the couch while Maka went to get a washcloth and some other supplies. She came back with a bowl of warm water, two washcloths, hydrogen peroxide, and rubbing alcohol. When soul saw the rubbing alcohol he was surprised. He asked Maka why she had it she said,
"It's to help them heal faster"
"Yes Maka u know that I have know that since my first cut but I can't have that on my arm. The cuts are to deep. " Soul said back with a slight laugh.
"Oh I know that. Just trust me my mom was a nurse."
"Okay whatever you say"
So Maka started carefully wiping the blood off Soul's arm. Soul screamed out that it hurt and he jerked his arm back in more pain. Maka just looked at him and said quietly,
"What the heck Soul"
"That fucking hurt Maka... damn"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you"
"And I'm sorry I screamed at you I shouldn't have"
"Okay I'm going to try this again"
"Okay ready"
Maka started wiping the blood off if Soul's arm again and he started squirming and trying his hardest not to scream.
"You know this wouldn't be happening if you hadn't gone home and cut yourself" Maka said still wiping off blood.
"Yes, I do realize this"
"Then why do you do it Soul, why"
"It's hard to explain, I guess it's my way of coping with depression. It takes my mind off of things."
"You had promised me you wouldn't do it again though"
"No, I promised I would try not to do it again"
Maka finished cleaning off the blood and was about to use the hydrogen peroxide.
"This might burn a little bit" Maka announced as she started pouring it into his arm.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck... fucking balls of flying shit that hurt" Soul yelled out.
"Well it's all over now, but this will definitely hurt" Maka said as she opens the rubbing alcohol.
"Can that wait Maka, until like later tonight"
"Sure Soul"
"Thanks, oh speaking of which can I stay here tonight. My parents won't be home until late tonight and if they see my arm-"
"No need to explain Soul I understand you can stay here tonight"
"Thanks, hey I'm going to head over to Star's place for a little while"
"Ok go ahead I'll be here when you get back"
"Okay bye"
"Bye be careful Soul"
"I will"
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Silverblade
Non-FictionThis is my story my character is Soul I don't mean to trigger people if anyone needs help message me on here and we can talk about anything yes I still struggle with depression but I'm trying to get through it. Nov. 30 is self harm awareness day wea...