Gotham Preferences

Self Harm

*Trigger Warning*

I just wanted to take a moment to say something. If any of you guys are suffering from depression or any mental illness, I want you to know I'm here for you. I personally know what it's like to be in those dark times and think that you're forever gonna be stuck, but trust me, it does get better. I know, it sounds cheesy, and when I was going through this, I didn't believe it at all, but now that I'm better, I can say that it is true and it does get better. If any of you want to talk, you can always just message me, I'm here for all of you.

     Also, I am aware of what is going on in the media at the moment involving suicide, and I want you to know, that what has happened, is terrible. There is no reason that that should have even seemed a little bit ok. I have had this chapter ready for about a week now, and am just now releasing it because of personal reasons, but this was requested , and I promised you guys I would write your requests. And, I don't want people to think that all people treat something so serious like that, and I am publishing it now instead of later to show just how serious it is, and that it is NOT a joke.

     Also, I am not a pro about this sort of stuff. Some of these might not seem realistic to you or they aren't portrayed as they actually occur in real life, but I tried my hardest to write this and it took many many weeks, so thank you for understanding.

-Alice

Jim-

Jim walked into the Medical Examiner's Office to speak with Lee. He was surprised when he saw her talking with somebody. "I know, hun. This is a hard time, but you'll get through it," she calmed the person. "Sorry to interrupt," he said causing Lee and you to both look at him. His eyes widened when he saw that it was you. "Y/N," he said. You immediately looked down. "What's going on?" He asked.

He watched as you and Lee looked at each other, sharing a silent conversation. You nodded at Lee. "I'll give you guys a sec," she said, walking out. Jim looked at you once the door closed. "What's up?" He asked. You looked at him before bursting into tears. "I'm sorry," You cried. He rushed to your side. "Sorry? Sorry for what?" He asked.

You looked him in the eyes. "This last year has been so hard, and I've let it get the best of me. I've became weak! I started hurting myself because of it. I thought I would get through it, but I can't! I'm so so so weak and dumb!" Jim looked at you before shaking his head. "You are not dumb or weak. This doesn't make you that. Things like this happen, and we can't always control it. We just need to get you help, that's all. We can go to a therapist. I know it might not seem like it, but there are actually a few of those that can do their job correct in this town," he joked. You smiled and nodded. "Thank you," You said, hugging him.

Oswald-

     He couldn't believe it. He never thought that this was how it would end. He never bought he would have to deal with your death, especially not the way it happened. He wasn't surprised to see Jim, the Detective was always asking him for favors. But he was surprised when the cop told him that he wasn't there for a favor. He was there because your body had been found on the other side of the river.

     When he asked what happened, Jim told him it was suicide. Oswald froze in horror. He was trying to protect you from all the monsters on the outside, that he didn't realize you had ones on the inside, too. Jim let him see your body. While he was there, he checked your body and saw the cuts. How did he not notice? Was that why you were so nervous to show your perfect body around him? He broke down, realizing he would never see you again. He lost you to something so dark and dangerous, all because he didn't pay attention.

Edward-

     Edward walked in and instantly felt that something was off. Your normal spark of joy didn't fill the house. Suddenly, there was a crash from the bathroom. He ran and tried to open the door. He found that it was locked and began banging on it. "Y/N? Y/N, open up!"