~3 hours later~
Tom's POV
I walk up to my room with cuts and bruises all over me after my " lecture".
Why am I even here if I get treated like this? I shouldn't be here should I? I don't think I should be.
I sigh and flop onto my bed, I lay there for a few minutes before I get up with a huff and walk over to my desk drawer and open it looking at all the razors I have in there. I grab one and close the drawer to go sit on my bed. Why am I like this? I roll my sleeves up and look at the slice marks littering my arms. So pretty. I admire my work before I start to slice my skin open.
1 for school...
2 for my life...
3 for my family.
I ended up losing count after the second cut and just continued with awe at how much blood comes out from a small slice.
~10 minutes later. Just because I don't know what to put~
After about ten minutes I figure I should stop. I looked at my sleeves which were covered in blood along with my jeans and bedding. Shit. I cleaned up my arms and the razor and just left my bedding, not like that come into my room anyways...I change out of my bloody clothes and walk out to the living room. " I'm going for a walk." "Don't bother coming back till tomorrow night. You know we lock the doors and leave them locked till school is out." "Yeah yeah. Bye" I walk out the door and just keep walking.
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hallway meetings( tomxtord)( High school AU)
LosoweTom is a nerdy, quiet boy and has an abusive family. Tord is a popular kid and has everything except for friends. What happens when they bump into each other in the hallways??
