really bad boy || chensung

10 | band-aids

*Warning: suicidal actions here. Please skip through if you cannot handle this chapter*

Chenle walked in home. He slammed the door shut.

"Hello?" Chenle said loudly. No reply. He was home alone.

Tears started to stream down Chenle's face. He leaned against the door and slid all the way down to his feet. He sat there crying.

Chenle finally got up and walked into his room. He threw his bag down. His sobs got louder and louder.

"Why?!" Chenle yelled.

He walked into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. He started sobbing harder.

"I never realized how much you actually meant to me until now," Chenle mumbled. He looked at the sink. He stared at the razor.

He suddenly grabs it.

"I don't want to do on my arms," Chenle whispered. That's the last place Chenle would ever do it.

He walked back into his room. Chenle looks down at his legs. He goes to switch into shorts. He pulls up his shorts and looks at his thighs. He places the small blade.

"What am I doing," Chenle cried. He didn't want to do it but why was he doing it.

Without thinking twice he moved his hand. He looks down at his thigh. Nothing. He didn't do it that hard.

He did it again and again. He looked down. His thigh looked fine. Like he had done nothing to his own thigh. He pulled down his short and walked into bathroom again. He placed back the razor.

He walked back into his room like nothing had happened. He stopped crying. He still had red puffy eyes.

He decided to look down and check his thigh making sure there was nothing.

He was wrong.

There was blood everywhere. The three cuts he had made suddenly appeared. Chenle started to cry again. He ran into the bathroom and looked everywhere for band-aids. He finally found them and grabbed three.

He ran back into his room and slammed his door shut. He placed the band-aids on his thighs. He continued to cry. Tears wouldn't stop falling down his face.

Chenle grabbed his phone and called Jaemin.

"Hello," Jaemin said.

"Jaemin!" Chenle started to cry.

"Whoa! Are you ok? Did something happen?" Jaemin asked.

"Jisung said he wanted to stop talking to me. I hate to say this now but I never realized how much he meant to me," Chenle cried.

"Your true feelings came out. Why did he want to stop talking to you?" Jaemin asked.

"He didn't even explain. He just said we need to stop talking," Chenle cried even louder.

"Chenle. Calm down. You'll be fine after a few days," Jaemin said.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry Jaemin," Chenle cried.

"Hey! What are you sorry about? The one who should be sorry is Jisung. He should be sorry for making you cry this much," Jaemin said.

"I'm not sorry about that! I'm sorry because I cut myself!" Chenle cried. There was a pause. All that was heard was Chenle crying.

The phone call ended. Chenle looked at his phone and saw that Jaemin ended the call. Before Chenle could say anything. The door bell rang. Chenle quickly took off his shorts and changed into pj pants.

Chenle ran downstairs. Right when he was going to open the door and mass amount of pain attacked Chenle. Chenle grabbed onto his thigh and held it in pain. The pain finally decreased. He opened the door and saw Jaemin standing there.

"What took you so long to open the door?" Jaemin asked.

"I was walking down here slowly," Chenle replied sniffling. Jaemin stepped inside and closed the door shut . He grabbed Chenle's hand and looked at his arm.

"Where did you do it?" Jaemin's tone had changed into a serious one.

"My t-thigh," Chenle slowly replied. Jaemin nodded his head. He grabbed Chenle's hand pulled him to the couch. He made Chenle sit down while Jaemin sat down right in front of him.

"Which one?" Jaemin asked.

Chenle pointed at his right thigh.

"Lift up your pants for me to see," Jaemin said. Chenle pulled up his pant and the spot where Chenle had did it finally showed.

"Chenle. Why?" Jaemin said in a soft voice losing the serious tone.

"I didn't think in the moment. I just did every action without thinking about it," Chenle replied hugging a couch pillow.

"Chenle. You promise me. That you will never do it again," Jaemin asked.

"I promise," Chenle said with a tear falling down his face. Jaemin noticed he got up and sat next to Chenle.

"Don't cry," Jaemin said. He pulled him in and hugged him.

"All I'm thinking about is Jisung," Chenle cried. He cried into Jaemin's chest.

"Don't cry I said. Jisung is jerk for doing that to you. Not even telling you properly why you guys had to stop talking," Jaemin said. Chenle simply remained quite and didn't say anything.

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Jaemin had decided to sleep over Chenle's house that day. He couldn't leave him alone.

They were watching a k-drama together. That was quite funny. Jaemin smiled whenever Chenle would start laughing. He was forgetting about that pain is going through.

Suddenly Chenle's phone started to buzz. Both Jaemin and Chenle looked over. Chenle grabbed his phone and looked at who was texting.

It was Jisung.

Jisung:
Are you ok?

"Don't answer him," Jaemin said. Chenle slightly ignored Jaemin. Chenle sent Jisung a pic of his thigh.

Chenle:
You tell if I'm ok

Jisung:
Why?

Chenle:
Because of you.

Jisung:
Wow. Don't ever do it again.

Chenle didn't reply after that. He simply left him on read. Chenle slight started to tear up. After such a dry reply.

"Hey! I told you not to cry!" Jaemin said with a baby voice. Chenle started to laugh.

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Sorry if this chapter was a bit dark but it's what I had planned out to write.

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