The Club [DISCONTINUED]

Going Out?

        Yuliy was wanting to go out but at the same time he was worried about what he looked like. Hmmmmmm. I mean, I'm kind of pale but that's cool I'll be in a club anyways. Those places are dark with rave lights. Let's see how busy it is so I can tell myself when is a good time to leave. Yuliy got lost in thought staring at the window and when he came back to reality he saw foom fip on the TV. He shook his head and changed the channel to the news because he needed to learn about the world around him without leaving all the time. He sat down and faintly smiled at the TV.

     Is it normal to feel some empty while doing something I actually enjoy. Learning about the world around me is quite enjoyable but I just feel so empty and I don't know if that's even normal. Yuliy let his mind flood with thoughts and his last one was Go cut yourself before you leave. You'll feel better after.

     He listened to this thought and walked over to the bathroom, opened his mirror, and grabbed his razor. He pulled up the sleeve of his sweater to reveal scars and cuts. Some scars fading, some very visible. Little cuts, shallow cuts, long cuts, and deep cuts. They were all there. He just stared at his arm and decided to grab bandages, hydrogen peroxide, and medical tape to clean and patch up the cuts when he's done.

         After he got everything out he picked up the razor. He stared at some of the blank spaces on his arm and pushed the razor deep into his arm and dragged it along his skin, loving the way it hurt him. Yuliy made one cut, but it was enough because it was so deep that it wouldn't stop gushing blood. He smiled and he started to clean his arm and his cut a little bit. He grabbed the bandage and placed it over the cut putting pressure on it, then he grabbed the tape and taped the bandage to his arm.

        Yuliy washed his razor, keeping it clean, and put it away. He walked out of the bathroom and over to the closet grabbing a baggy sweater, a black beanie, and ripped black jeans. He made sure to bring a bag to put bandages and tape in for when he needed to change his bandage.

        Yuliy had everything ready to go so he turned off the TV and walked to his car. He looked in his phone some clubs nearby be saw one called The Drunk Chicken. He shrugged thinking it wouldn't be that bad. With that thought he drove off to The Drunk Chicken.

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Sup. So basically this book is wayyyyyyy long overdue. I'm not sure how good this will be but I'll try to make it good. Sorry that it took so long to even get out. I'm hoping I get better at updating my books or stories.