btw I am going to be making more MR stories then FR. just because I feel like Sabrina dates guys more. If your a girl just try to imagine this happening but with a girl. -EpIc
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(Request from my friend) You feel like your not good enough
Y/N POV:
I sit on the bathroom floor. Staring at my razor blade. I know I shouldn't but I can't help it.
With my depression and anxiety its almost like its the only way to ease my pain besides from Sabrina but she's not here.
I close my eyes and inhale as I feel the blade cutting through my skin.
I slide it across like a zig-zag. I smile and the pain goes away and guilt shortly follows.
I frown because I realize Sabrina's going to be pissed. I stop and try to clean it up but the marks are already there.
I finish cleaning and search through my closet for a long sleeved shirt or hoodie or something.
I decided to wear a navy long sleeved shirt. I go the bedroom and text Sabrina.
Me: Hey..
Bri <3: Hi
Bri <3: I'm on my way home and I got some food. you ok? you do ".." when somethings up
Me: oh sorry, I'm fine. how was the interview?
Bri <3: It was ok, they asked me about you a lot lol
Me: lol I'm almost done with my new song. just gotta figure out the bridge.
Bri <3: that's good I'm so proud :* need some help?
I was going to say yes but then I realized she might see my wrist.
Me: um I think I got it..
Bri <3: srsly baby whats wrong? don't lie to me
Bri <3: please.
My guilt got the best of me so I don't reply. I seriously have to stop my ".." problem.
Bri <3: I'm almost home please be ok.
15 mins later I hear a knock.I sigh and sit on the edge of the bed for a minute and run my hands through my hair and keep them there and look down. I hear the door open and I run to the bathroom and lock the door. "Y/N?! I'm home!" I hear her yell.
I hear footsteps coming closer to the bathroom door and try not to make a noise which fails when my toothbrush falls off its holder. "shit." I mumble and pick it up. I see the doorknob twist and realized I didn't lock it but I thought I did. I freak out and quickly turn the shower on and run inside.
"H-Hi I'm in the shower..." I say and let the cold water hit me and feel my clothes getting soaked. "Oh my god sorry! I didn't hear it befo- Babe whys there a blade on the counter..?" she cuts herself off. "shit.." I say as she pulls the shower curtain aside to see me standing in the shower like an idiot with my clothes on.
"hi," I say as she looks me up and down in confusion. I realize I broke my toothbrush because without knowing I used it like a stress ball. "Y/N... what did you do.." she says and looks at the destroyed toothbrush in my hand.
I just look down and she turns the shower off and hands me a towel. she walks out of the bathroom and waits in the living room for our discussion. Instead, I walk past her and run out the door. just running. where? I don't know.
I find myself at the park and coincidentally, it starts to rain. like I wasn't soaked enough. I sit by a tree and just think.
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About 2 hours later I hear someone walk towards me and sit next to me. "Its ok, I'm not mad. just confused." She says. I look over and see Sabrina looking at me resting her head on the tree, I look forward and get up and start walking back to the apartment we were staying at.
I stop and look back towards her and look in her eyes and try to get her to see how sorry I am. "you coming?" I say and she gets up to grab my hand. as soon as we touch I wake up to find me still leaning against the tree trunk, sitting in the mud.
I groan as I get up, I walk home looking down. "Y/N... Y/N! Please wait!" I stop and a tear falls down my cheek as I know who it is.
"I-I'm sorry.. My mom tried talking to me again and I just can't do it Bri I can't.. " I sob and practically fall to the ground in tears but they get washed away by the rain.
"Oh my god.. Come here.. " She mumbles and pulls me to her chest as the sits down with me on the side walk.
I pull away to see her soaked and her makeup running down her face, I kiss her to say 'thank you' and she seems to understand.
I rest my head against hers and watch her slowly roll up my sleeves to reveal the zigzag scar.
Seeing how bad it was made my son harder. She looks at me with a concerned yet understanding look.
We kiss again and I play with the roots of her soaked blonde hair softly.
We realize we are making out in the middle of the sidewalk and stop, she drags me home and think I know why she's in a rush.. ;)
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Sooo comment for a pt 2? -EpIc
