A Coral Reef's Lovely Sleep //Sayori x Yuri Fic//

Monster on the Moon

*TRIGGER WARNING, SELF HARM AND MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION *

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'Don't leave please! Help me, heal me...' Sayori felt as if her voice was stolen, watching the graceful angel leave.

Sayori watched Yuri leave, her long and gracious purple hair swayed as she shut the door, locking eyes with Sayori's and she couldn't help but stop herself from melting in admiration. Once the door shut, all of a sudden, a swift and pulling grasp held her arms and yanked her up to the bathroom. Her body quickly went numb as she looked up in the mirror. 

Suddenly.... her vision went black.

"Sayori~ It's so pathetic to watch you aimlessly flirt with a girl who obviously doesn't care about you! Can't you see it in her eyes? She despises you and pities you for what she sees! You are unlovable, you are worthless, quit wasting other people's time! Do it!" The cold hands, so cold... they took over her hands, tracing the sink counter and then finally drag over a shaving razor. 'That's my dads, he uses it to cut his beard....' Sayori felt like an entity out of her own body as this figure took control.

'What are you doing? Please, stop! I can do better, I will be better! Please!' Sayori pounded on this thick glass as she watched through her own eyes, building up in the torture she was going through. Her cold hands used her body like a puppet, holding the razor. "Come on, take it apart. Use the blades and cut yourself like you deserve! You are nothing to everyone, Monika, Natsuki, Sora, Yuri. All of them despise you ever so deeply." She giggled as her voice sounded internally in her head as tears poured from her eyes like a broken faucet.

'I'm.. worthless? No one loves me..? Not... even.. Yuri?' Her voice quivered as she broke out into a sob and clenched her chest, her heart beating rapidly as her begging sobs for this torture to be over. Her own hands have turned against her as she took the small razor apart and held the blades.

"Yes! Good girl! Do everyone a favor, do it to pleaseee them." She guided the hand to her wrist and felt that ice cold metal against her soft skin. "Drag it right across and watch your fluids bleed and paint this floor!" Without thinking, Sayori felt drained and went limp in the hands of this... devil. "Let me help you, love," that snake hissed as she began to slice into her wrist.

'It... hurts..' Sayori whimpered, cracking her eyes open to view the countless amount of cuts that painted her smooth skin. She felt the warmth of the crimson that practically poured onto her lap as she now realized her body collapsed. Her icy blue eyes gazed upward, anywhere to escape the picture that was reality of her body, blood smeared on the white varnished sink counter.

"I'm so proud of you, now, wallow in this pain. Don't worry, you're not gonna die. I didn't cut you that deep." She hissed as she felt those cold... cold and icy hands retract and slither away as Sayori was now left alone in her mind as this pain began to engulf her overall.

'Just... just a small nap.' Sayori whimpered and closed her eyes and fell into a slumber.

'How could this have happened so quickly after Yuri left... why... why am I so vulnerable.'