5 a.m. (tomtord)

Chapter 4

Warning: this chapter involves attempted suicide.

*present*
That night was the most painful night of his life as he thought back to it… Well second most painful night in his life. He still has scars from that night. He never told Edd or Matt. He didn't want them knowing.

He didn't realize he was crying until he felt a slight sting in his sockets. He wiped the tears away and stared at his bathroom door. Begrudgingly he forced himself off his bed and towards the bathroom.

He made it in there and locked the door. His breathing began to get thick and shaky.

*past*

He heard the door click, noting that it was locked now. He opened a cabinet and scanned its insides until his eyes landed on something shiny.

-suicide attempt-

He grabbed it and felt it rest in his hands. He wondered how something so light and small cause so much pain. He rolled up his sleeves and pressed down, tearing through his skin. He clutched the blade tightly and lifted up and repeated the process.

His phone began to ring a familiar tune. His heart jolted a bit, the cut no longer clean. He seethed out a hiss and dropped the offending weapon like it'd burned him.

He quickly pulled out his phone but the call ended. He sighed, relaxing as he watched the red liquid pool down his arm. He groaned a bit as he stood up. He turned on the faucet and washed the blood off.

*present*

He turned on the water and splashed some on his face. He cringed as the cold water touched his skin. Maybe that was a mistake. He turned off the faucet and grabbed a towel to dry his face.

Once it was dry, he made the mistake of looking in the mirror. He looked like a mess. His hair stuck up in places and looked unwashed. He had deep purple bags under his voids, which drooped down tiredly. He looked away.

Maybe he should fix himself.

He walked towards the shower and turned the water on high. He stripped down and stepped in, the water felt very refreshing. He took in a deep breath and smiled.