TW | How they react to self-harm

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by oliviaruth2

by oliviaruth2

(Trigger Warning for this whole chapter. I got inspired to write this thanks to a Mystic Messenger post on Instagram. Anyways, it is your choice if you want to read this or not! Just like the last chapter, this one is gonna have dialog, and will all take place in either Y/N (you) POV OR the boyo.)

Garroth:

(Garroth's POV)

Laurance and I were hanging out at the park, and I just got back home. When I walked in, I saw (Y/N) asleep on the couch. She must've had a rough day at work. I went over to the fridge to get some food, but something shiney caught my eye. I went over to the counter to check it out. Then it hit me. It was a razor blade, a razor blade that had...... blood on it. Did she? (sorry for assuming your gender...... If you're a male, please don't take offense to it.) No, she couldn't have. I stared at the razor for a few seconds, then I went to go check on Y/N. She was hiding her hands and wrists under the pillow, and I didn't want to wake her up so I just went upstairs.

~T1m3 5k1p~

(Y/N) POV:

I woke up still seeing the cuts I made on my wrists. At least it helped with the pain a little. I sighed. I checked the time and Garroth should be back. Then I remembered. I didn't throw away the razor. Oh my Irene. What if Garroth found out? I took a deep breath and went upstairs where I saw Garroth. I tried to turn away when he turned his head, but it was too late. "Y/N?"

Garroth's POV:

When I looked at her she hid her head. I really hope she's okay. "Y/N?" I didn't get an answer. "Y/N are you okay?" A few seconds later, I heard some soft crying. Thats when I got up to go check on her. When she saw me she turned away, and hid her arms. Thats when I knew that she harmed herself. I sat next to her on the floor, but she didn't look at me at all. "Y/N please tell me whats wrong. I can't help you if you don't tell me." I said to her in a calm voice. "J-just l-leave me a-alone. *sniff* Y-you won't u-unders-stand."

Y/N POV:

I started to sob. I had a war going on inside me. Nobody can help me. Then, Garroth hugged me. I turned around with a depressed look on my face. "I may not understand everything, but I do know that an angel like you shouldn't hurt herself. You are amazing, beautiful, and you are perfect for who you are. Now please, don't ever do this to yourself ever again." I smiled. "T-thank y-you G-Garroth." I laid my head against his chest and hugged him so tight, probably tight enough to kill him. (This whole piece was almost 500 words geez)

Zane:

(ZANE POV)

I was watching TV when Y/N came back home from work, she also had ace bandages on both her arms. I wonder why. "Hey Y/N! How was work?" She just looked at me and went upstairs. Is she on her period or something? Then I realized, sometimes, when people self-harm, they wear bandages on their arms. I went upstairs to check on Y/N. "Y/N. Are you okay? Do you need to talk?"

(Y/N POV)

"Y/N. Are you okay? Do you need to talk?" Those words circled my mind for a few seconds. "um y-y-yeah." I sighed. Zane came over and sat next to me. "Whats with the bandages? It's okay if you don't want to answer that question right now." I took a deep breath and nodded. I knew Zane had been in a somewhat same situation, so I trusted him with this. I carefully unwrapped the bandages showing cuts. "Y-Y/N, why would you do this to yourself? You always say that you are fine, and I know that excuse, are you really okay?" "H-honestly.... I-I don't know why I did this. Work has just been really stressful and my boss just keeps piling up work for me to do, expectng me to finish it all in a few days. I was just done with it." I sighed and tears starting forming in my eyes. Zane imediately (I can't spell....) hugged me. "Y/N, it will be okay. It might be rough right now, but it will all be okay. If you need anything, and I mean anything, I'm here." "T-thanks Zane."

(Now we are at 759 words, counting this.)

Travis:

(Y/N POV)

I was sitting on the couch with a blanket watching TV when. My peace was interrupted a little later by Travis. "Y/N!" "Yeah Travis?" I turned around and saw Travis with a worried look. Oh my Irene, I forgot to trash the razor. Uh oh. This can't be good. Travis took a deep breath. "Y/N, tell me the truth. D-did you cut yourself... on purpose?" "Just once or twice. Its not that bad." "Not that bad?" He raised his voice a little. "Y/N! This is serious! Why did you do this?"

(TRAVIS POV)

My eyes started to form tears. I can't believe she did this, and for her to say that it's not that bad is worse. "Y/N! This is serious! Why did you do this?" "I honestly don't know..... Travis. I feel like I've just gone numb." "S-so you hurt yourself to..... feel pain?" "It's ghetto, I know." I jumped over the back of the couch and hugged her. "Y/N, I don't want you to do this again. Just..... just let me know if you need anything." "Will do."

Laurance:

(LAURANCE POV)

I was watching YouTube upstairs, but I wanted to see what Y/N was doing so I went downstairs. She was on the couch watching TV, but something else caught my eye. They looked like scratches on her arm, then I saw a razor on the coffee table. My eyes started to form tears. "Y-Y-Y/N........ D-did you hurt yourself?" "Yep. Doubted anyone would care." "Y/N! What do you mean that you doubted anyone would care?" "Because nobody would care if I disappeared. Everyone will forget me anyways, so what's the point?" "Y/N! If you went missing, everyone would be searching for you, and I..... I would be broken.... severely." "Stop trying to pity me Zvahl. You're probably will forget me, and move on. Just like my family." I pulled her into a bear hug. "Y/N. Stop talking nonsense. You're letting depression get to you. This isn't you at all. I understand that you are numb, and you are hurting, but suicide, nor self harm if the way to go." I could feel my shirt get a little damp from her crying, and I let her. "Listen to me. If you ever need to talk, I am here. Allthough I might not understand, I will always try my best to. I love you so much Y/N. I have no idea what I'd do or where I would be without you." "T-Th-ank y-you L-Laur-an-ance. T-thank you s-so m-much." "Anytime sweetheart~."

Dante:

(Y/N POV)

I was grabbing a razor from the shelf, but Dante had put it up high and I'm such a potato. "Y/N, whatcha doing?" "Dante, can you get the razor for me?" "I don't know. Are you gonna harm yourself again?" He said while pointing at my arms. "H-how did you know I-I d-did it be-f-fore?" "I've seen the scars, I just didn't want to bring it up, which is why I put it up high so you wouldn't do it." "I just want the razor." "Y/N, I'm doing this for your own safety. It's not good to harm yourself." I sighed. "Okay. I-I understand Dante." "Heh, I'm glad. I just don't want you to harm yourself any more."

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JHGGSH ahhhhh OMFG IM DONE WITH THIS CHAPTER!!! YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! My mom is in my shower now cause in the back of the house, where her bedroom is, its cold, so she's in mine rn. 7:28 PM EST UPDATE: She got out of my room finally!!! Anyways I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!!! ANYWAYS BAI!

-Liv~Sama

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