𝑨𝑪/𝑫𝑪 𝑶𝒏𝒆-𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔! ((𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑼𝑬𝑫))

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[Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in a long time, Highschool is being a bitch and giving me loads of fucking home work. But I finally found the time to work so..yeah enjoy.]

[Malcolm's Pov]

Warning: Attempt at Suicide, cutting, angst, 

My heart beated rapidly as I looked into the mirror, my horrible looking figure that used to look so great now looked out of shape.

You horrible, disgusting looking being!

Tears filled my eyes as I believed the words my mind was telling Me, "I hate myself"

My hair stuck out into different directions and my eyes both bloodshot and droopy as I mostly cried myself to sleep, "I hate this life" glancing around the bathroom I walked to the cabinet and found what I needed.

My old razors, hello old friend.

I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't take in the hate everyone was giving me, it hurts so goddamn much...

And no one seemed to care..

I opened the box and gave in a half smile, I was finally going to be free...

Go on, take it. No ones going to stop you.

Letting out a shaky sigh I took the razor and held it to my arm before finally forcing it into my arm making deep red lines, blood spilled everywhere as I made the first four,

"No one loves you.."

You ugly,

Pathetic,

Gross,

Unloved,

Loser..

I dropped to the ground and through the razor across the room, tears rushing down my face and blood running down my arms.

Covering my head with my hands I curled up into a ball and waited to be dried out, but as moments pass a soft knock was placed on the door sending a shock wave through my body.

"Mal? Are you okay?? I heard crying!"

With no energy to stand I stayed in the corner curled up into a ball and sobbed loudly, "g-go away.." I whispered, guilt building up in my body and my heart starting to slow down. "Malcolm please answer! Your scaring me!" That was when suddenly the door bursted open making me wince and a scared pale looking Bon gazed around the room before turning his full attention on me, "h-holy shit Malcolm!"

Running towards me I felt his soft hands brush against my forehead. "Angus, Phil! Call an ambulance fast!" He practically screamed his voice cracking..

My eyes opened and closed,

Stay awake..

I weakly looked at Bon and closed my eyes, "Malcolm. Don't close your eyes, come on stay with me until the paramedics get here okay?"

Malcolm nodded as thoughts rushed through his mind, bon sat there and whispered comforting things to him.

Phil, Angus and Mark looked traumatized as the older male was wheeled out and into the van, their faces stained with tears and shocked looks.

"Sometimes I ask myself why I feel this way. To be honest I actually don't know, I don't how these thoughts consumed my mind, Everyday I thought I was getting better but of course that was all wrong because years went on and I'm still the same;

Ugly, worthless, useless, broken, a nobody, 

Why am I always like this?" 

(*coughs* a part two will be out just not now because I have exams and essays to do this week, But on another note thank you for 90+ Reads! I love you all. But remember there is always someone out there who loves you! if you need anyone to talk to know that I'm here.)