Imagine:
You were at the Curtis house, no one was there but you. -Your parents fought all the time and payed no attention to you.- There was a knife in your hand and you were sitting on the bathroom floor. There was a slit in your wrist with blood gushing out, when Darry comes home. He sees a light on in the bathroom, he opens the door and sees you on the floor with a knife and blood on the floor. He picks up the knife and tosses it away in anger. You look up at him with bloodshot eyes when he picks you up and puts you back on your feet again. His face was beet red with anger as he shook you yelling, "DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT! YOU HEAR!?!?!?!?" You pull away from him even more afraid. He looks at you and pulls you into a hug, "Don't do that, I love you too much. I don't want to lose you."
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The Outsiders Imagines
FanfictionWhat the title says. I write my own imagines, if you want a X reader let me know :)
