Once he finally left me alone I got up and walked....well stumbled...to my room and closed the door behind me I sat down on my bed and sighed o started to picked at my finger nails rembering we have swim class tomorrow meaning everyone would see the bruises my father left behind. I sighed once again not knowing on what to do. I got up and went to the bathroom (a/n this is were things get a little sad) I closed and lock the door behind me I just stood there staring on the mirror that reflected myself on there I started deep into my eyes thinking on how much of a mess I am horrible thoughts would all ways come up in my mind when things are just quiet this time it happened again but louder then ever before. The words kept repeating in my head and over again the back of my eyes started to sting from me forucing the tears back I sighed once again. I looked down at the cabinet underneath the sink I wanting to feel pain I bent down and grabbed a box with a picture of a black rose on it I opened it up slowly seeing all the stuff i keep private I close the box and head back in to my room. I sat down at my desk and opened the small box and began looking through it. I saw a small picture that bought back happy but also sad memories of when I was younger I slowly grabbed it out it's box I just stared at it. It was a picture of me mom and my father in it my mother was holding my dad's hand while I was on his shoulders we were all smiling...something I haven't done in a while...I put the picture down and found the item I was looking for it was a blade that as dark red splodges on it I hold it tightly as I stare at my arm I then but the clod metal blade on my arm and sled it across my arm allowing it to tear my arm I watched as dark red liquid spilled out of the freshly cut that I have just made I did a few more cuts...
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Six long cuts across each arm. as I grabbed bandages from under my bed a thought popped up in my head 'why bandage cuts when I know I'm going to do it again soon.....'
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Teen Fictionwarning:there is swearing in this and gayness so if your not okay with that please ether leave or just put up with it. There's themes may be upsetting for some people in this story this story ( My au) izuku (deku) is depressed and has tried going su...
