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A Coma and Depression

Self harm warning. Don't read if you're easily triggered.
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CJ:

The paramedics put (Y/N) on the stretcher. I was so sad. I'm not crying. I feel so emotionless right now. This is shit. I don't even know why this had to happen.

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The doctors called us saying they were doing tests and to only come in tomorrow because that's when they'll tell us what's wrong.

We sat on (Y/N)'s couch. Like, just sat there.

Dallas' head on Phil's shoulder. Susan and Angel staring blankly watching Adventure Time. Sinister and I staring blankly at the wall and Dan was in the bathroom.

I walked to the kitchen. I looked around until my eyes landed on the knife holder. The butcher knife was gone. I furrowed my eyebrows. Sinister walked in and tapped my shoulder. "You okay?" I looked at her. "Do you know where that knife is?" I asked, pointing to the holder. She shook her head.

"Follow me." I mumbled. I walked to the bathroom door and knocked. "Dan, you okay?" I heard some sniffling and something drop to the floor. I crouched down and looked under.

The knife.

"Dan?!" I started to yell. "Leave me alone!" "Dan, you better not have done something stupid!" I yelled. "I deserve this, CJ!"

"CJ, what are you doing?" Dallas asked. "Look, Dan has a knife in there and he says he deserves it. He's done something. We need to open this fucking door!" I yelled. Phil's eyes widened. He walked up and tried turning the knob. "Damn it!" He yelled. I tried smashing the door down with my body, but my small ass body couldn't do shit.

This goddamn door.

I hate this door.

At least it was closed.

I chime in with a haven't you people ever hear-- sORRy.

Dan:

I glided the blade against my arm. I didn't make that many cuts. I just wanted to bleed, but I went too far.

"Dan! Open the fucking door!" Angel yelled. "Just go away!" I yelled back.

I started to see black dots and my vision started getting hazy.

I went too far. I didn't mean to, but..I deserve it.

The door unlocked and opened just as I fell to my knees. "Dan!..God..call..Dan!..D-" I passed out.

I was unconcious.

9/10

I thought 9/10 because,

I didn't just, lie or guess to myself.

Everything was a 9/10.

I'm saving that big bad 10.

(Y/N) in a coma. Me, pretty much, passed out in my friends' arms from self-harm?

Well, seems like,

This is my big horrible 10.

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GOTTA BLAST IM EMO !