((This chapter may get a little deep but not horrible))
I studied Mark closely as he rubbed my arms, moving his fingers back and forth over the cuts along my wrists. He just kept doing that and I just looked, no reaction just staring and him caressing my pain. I quickly glanced up at the alarm clock noticing it was past noon but I didn't care I just stared at the red haired man tracing his fingers along my self harm marks.
"What are you doing Merk?"
I asked in a quiet voice, he looked up at me with his chocolate brown eyes,
"Looking at how beautiful you are."
He smirked a bit and then looked back down at my arm and kissed the scars. He then leaned up and pecked my lips and then went back down to my arm. I actually felt love,
compassion maybe... But I didn't love him right?
I didn't love him... Right?
Right?
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Fanfiction//TRIGGER WARNING\\ SIGNS OF SUICIDE, SELF-HARM, SMUT, DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, ETC. - - "What are you doing Merk?" I asked in a quiet voice, he looked up at me with his chocolate brown eyes, "Looking at how beautiful you are." He smirked a bit and then...
