You are the optimistic type, always thinking of others and relishing every second of it, however, you're insecure and isolated which is ironic since you are surrounded by people but yet so alone... You hate bullies and usually get into fights protec...
You were rolling around on your king sized bed trying to drown out the sound of your parents fighting, "Oh my god, its just a bill calm down" You mutter to yourself as you grab your phone, "I need someone to talk to" You whisper going on a texting sight, you texted bertholdt,
Chubs405: Hey, I need someone to talk to
Beru90: Hey, whats wrong?
Chubs405: you reply fast, my parents are fighting...
Beru90: Oh I'm sorry
Chubs405: Ha its fine dude, I just need someone to distract me
Beru90: Brb. it's hard to text rn
Chubs405: It's a good thing I have your phone number, I'll just call you.
Beru90: Uh.. don't... please...
Chubs405: Why?
Beru90: It hurts
Chubs405: Bertholdt?!
Beru90: Gtg. I'll text you in a couple hours...
Chubs405: Ok?
Beru90 is offline
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"What hurts? god i hope he is ok" You sigh and then think of an idea, "Maybe annie broke up with him... they have only been dating two months that would really suck"
you jumped out of your window and landed on the grass below since you were on the bottom floor. you were wearing pajamas and your hair was messy but you didnt care, you hopped into your car and drove out of the driveway.
You turned off the radio just to mutter hope, "Please be ok"
You pulled in his driveway and knocked on the door as his father opened the door sleeply, "Who the heck-" "Y/n" Bertholdt waved up and you pushed past the dad and ran up the stairs and bertholdt shoved you in his room and fell to the floor sobbing.
"Oh god baby" You pull up his sleeve and run to his bathroom where blood as dripping off the sink and a razor was in the sink.
You grab a towel and rummage through the med cabinet and grab some disinfectant. "No please" Bertholdt pulled away but you grab his cheeks, "Is it just one arm?" You ask as he nods his face covered in blood and tears. "Take off your shirt" You order as he winces in pain as he takes off his shirt. you turned on the light and try not to sob seeing the cuts.
"This is gonna hurt like hell" You whisper and he nods as you pour the peroxide on it. he yelps and you cover his mouth and hold his other hand tightly.
"I'm sorry" He cries out and you nuzzle his neck and kiss it to calm him when the bubbling stopped you put the towel on it to clean up the bleeding. "I'll get the bandages"
"Thank you" He mutters in complete pain, You ignore him and begin wrapping up his arm, "I'll clean up your bathroom"
You grab another towel and begin wiping the floor.
"stay here.." He begs and you walk over and help him up into his king-sized bed. "Ok" You get in bed beside him and stare at his abs and decide not to focus on that and focus on comforting him so you just calmly pat his hair till he fell asleep.
"I promise... im never leaving you"
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