TWS: crying, mentions of ptsd, abuse, mentions of self harm//cutting, bullying, actual self-harm at the end
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Delilah: *just sketching* ...
Caleb: HEY DELILAH!
Delilah: ... {oh no.}
Mia: Hey, we just wanna talk!
Carri: We heard your arm isn't very bloody anymore.
Mia: Yeah, no more crimson!
Caleb: I heard you were looking to be somebody's Mistress?
Ellie: we heard you were looking for someone gentle.
Delilah: ... *shaking slightly, balls her hands into fists* ... Shut up.
Mia: is something wrong, delilah?
Delilah: you know what you're doing. *her voice starts to get lower and sounds more like a growl, and slightly demonic* Shut. Up.
Caleb: You're /just/ like your mom.
Delilah: ... *stops shaking and starts crying, speaking normally* n-no... I'm n-not... I-I'm nothing l-like HER.
*people start looking over at them*
Ellie: But you are. you snap. You go insane. You'll grow up and be Just. like. HER.
Delilah: ...
Caleb: god, just kill yourself already.
Delilah, finally snapping as she shoves her stuff into her bag: you know what?! MAYBE I WILL! *runs off as she starts sobbing*
Mia: PTSD-having bitch.
Carri: I know, right? Gross.
Sayako: ... She is ELEVEN. What is WRONG with you people?!
Mia: She deserves it.
Caleb: you wouldn't get it.
Sayako: no, I DO GET IT. I have PTSD from the same bitch she does. If she dies, her blood is on YOUR HANDS.
Carri: You think we care?
Coral: You SHOULD. *grabs Saya and runs off to find Delilah*
------- quick tw, self harm(kind of graphic)------
Delilah: *is in the bathroom, slicing up her arm* they're right... they're f-f-fucking right...
