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*Slight trigger warning*
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Finns POV

Today sucked. After the cafeteria incident I walked home early. I was currently laying on my bed after taking my shower. My ebony curls were damp and smelled like flowers and mashed potatoes. It wasn't a good smell. I rolled off my bed and walked out of my room. I began walking towards my kitchen with a soft sigh. I arrived in my kitchen and forgot what I even went there for. Feelings overwhelmed me. I began toward the bathroom. My face was blank. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I walked into the bathroom and grabbed the razor blade from the cabinet. I pressed my lips in a line and dragged the blade over my wrist. I winced in pain. It hurt so bad but felt so good. I know I shouldn't be doing this but it was like a drug. I watched the blood drip down my arm. Adrenaline pumped through my veins. I felt alive. I was memorized by the blood that I almost didn't here my brother Nick pull up.

"Shit" I mumbled and grabbed wraps from my cabinet. I quickly wrapped my wrists. I grabbed a dark wash cloth and wet it. I mopped up the small drops of blood that were on the floor. I hid my blade in a small hole in the cabinet that I put a soap bottle in front of. I pulled my sleeves on my green bomber jacket up and unlocked the bathroom door and walked to my room pretending as if nothing happened. My wrists still hurt as I laid on my bed pretending to be asleep. I heard my door open then quickly close. Nick had probably came in to check on me. I heard footsteps fade and sat up. I grabbed my phone and walked towards my dresser. I opened my underwear drawer and dug through it. I pulled out a small box after a while. I opened the box and pulled out a cigarette. I locked my door and walked towards my window. I quickly opened it and leaned out with a sigh. I pulled a black lighter out of my pocket and flicked it open. I watched the flame dance (😏) before putting it up to my cigarette. I put the cigarette up to my lips and took a drag. I removed it from my lips and exhaled the smoke feeling calmer now. I smoked the rest on my cigarette and watched the sun disappear behind the buildings. The sky grew black and stars twinkled. I threw my cigarette butt out of the window before closing it. I walked towards my bed and flopped down on it not even bothering to change my clothes. I stared at the ceiling and felt my eye lids grow heavy. I closed my eyes and drifted off into a restless sleep.

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I am in no way trying to glamorize depression. Anyways yeah sorry it was short of short.

-Ari 🥀

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