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You wake up on the wooden ground, woosy from the blood loss. Your mind still hasn't fully registered from the events from that night. Then all memories can over you like an ocean wave.
"NO!" You wail in agony at the memory of your ex boyfriend. You try to grab for the blade, but it's far out of your reach and your body aches from a simple movement.
You hear a knock from your door. "Y/n? You in there?"
You freeze. It's your twin brother.
You look down at your wrists, ankles, and shins with many deep wounds engraved into your skin. You need to clean yourself up and clean the floor.
"I am! I need some peace right now! Hold on I'll be out in 20 minutes! I'm reading a really good book and I'm almost finished with it!"
"Ok, I'll come back for you then."
You race to the bathroom with a pair of sweat pants, bandages, and a sweatshirt to cover the scars.
🔪Ten minutes later🔪
You take the blade and put it under the spout of water.
Your bathroom is almost spotless. No one would ever suspect that you cut in here.
"Brahhh," you called to your twin brother, Jake (random, but I like that name).
"You can come now!"
"Hold on I'm making dinner! What do you want?"
"I just wanted to talk."
"Since when have you wanted to talk to me about your life?"
"Since a while, you just never listen you ignorant bastard!"
"Ok, I'll come in a couple minutes."
"Ok."
Jake comes from the kitchen and dusts imaginary particles from his hands. "So... What's up?"
"The sky, idiot."
"Sarcastic much?"
You roll your eyes. "Close the door. I don't want them walking into our conversation. They'll kill me if they find out."
Jake sits on your desk. "Taylor made a move?" he says, smirking.
"No. In fact, he did the exact opposite. He broke up with me like an hour ago," you tell him, tears spilling from your eyes. "H-he...cheated...on m-me," you stutter in between sniffles.
"I'm gonna kill that son of a gun," your brother says,"that self centered bastard should be afraid. He isn't expecting what's coming for him. What have you been doing this whole time then?"
You take your right wrist into your left hand delicately and lift the sleeve, revealing the bandage. You rip the bandage off to reveal the hundreds of cuts.
You look down with tears in your eyes. They still hurt like hell itself.
"What the f***, y/n?! What the hell were you thinking?!" he roared.
"Sshhh, they might hear," you say, looking down and tears streaming down your face.
"I don't care! Tell me what you were thinking. NOW!" he screamed at you.
"I-I was depressed..."
"That's not an excuse, dumbass!"
"I was hurt, Jake! Okay? You don't f***ing understand! You've never been cheated on! You never had anything to worry about! Understand me for once and hear me out!" you scream back at him.
He pulls you into a hug and let's you sob on his shoulder. "Everything is gonna be fine, sis... Trust me..."
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Intense. I'm not doing a part 3 though. I wasn't really sure where this was gonna go so ya. 😕 Sorry for such a crappy part 2.
Input your opinion and adios amigos! 😘
Luke Hemmings is my sexy penguin.☀️😍🔥🐧
~Kim😍😘💕❤️😈🌚
