A/N pls don't kill me and I'm already prepared for the hate *throws self into a trash can* fUcK tHiS sHiT iM oUt
TRIGGER WARNING : blood, puking, self harm/cutting in detail, panic attack, suicidal thoughts, overdose, suicide, death
Virgil POV
When I opened my eyes, I was finally back in my own body. Corruption was laughing like an insane person.
I rolled over onto my back, feeling extremely lightheaded and nauseous. My stomach lurched, causing me to jerk up.
On unsteady legs, I ran to the bathroom. I kneeled in front of the toilet and puked up all my stomach contents. I kept retching until all that was coming out was bile.
I flopped over onto my side once I stopped puking. My head hurt like hell and my vision was spinning. Than the tears came. I couldn't tell if it was from the pain or from remembering what had just happened.
"Oh y-yeah, probably should-should've men-mentioned the s-side effects you-you'll have whenever y-you come back in-into your b-body." Corruption said, leaning against the door.
"Why?" I sobbed. "You hurt them."
"I. D-Don't. C-Care." Hissed Corruption, kicking me sharply in the back. I cried out.
"I hate you."
"I k-know." Corruption laughed. "Ha-Have fun dealing w-with all the h-hate and anger th-they have f-for you n-now."
"Fuck off."
"N-Now that n-no way to talk to y-your Master." Corruption growled. "I'll b-be on my w-way n-now but I'll b-be back."
With that, he disappeared back into the shadows. I broke down into sobs. My chest heaving as I fought off a panic attack.
My throat started to close up and it felt like the walls were closing in on me. I dug my fingers into my head as the panic attack got worse.
Everything hurt. My stomach lurched again, sending me back to leaning over the toilet. However, this time I puked up blood. Way too much blood.
My throat was burning. I sobbed. They hate me now. There's no way they could ever forgive me for this.
I fell over again as my vision started to spin. I'm such a failure. I couldn't stop Corruption. I can't. I should just die.
I rolled over onto my stomach and dragged myself back into my room. I sat up against my dresser. I grabbed the razor that I had used last night.
I rolled up my sleeves and started cutting almost instantly. I cried at the pain, but I deserved the pain. This time, I'll make sure I die.
I won't fail like I did last time. I'll steal Thomas's anti-anxiety pills and take them myself. Those should kill me if I take them directly.
The sound of blood hitting the floor snapped my out of my thoughts. My wrist was completely cut up. I dropped the razor and pulled my sleeves back down with shaky hands.
I let out another sob. I hate myself so fucking much. I grabbed onto the dresser handle and pulled myself up.
I swayed on my feet feeling instantly lightheaded. I didn't bother cleaning the cuts or wiping the blood off them. A few trails of blood were falling down the corner of my mouth from puking so much blood up.

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