Johndave- depression

Part 1

I wince as i make a steady slice through my wrist "this is what you get for being such a whiny bitch baby all the time" I whisper to my self as I plunge the blade into my skin once more. My blood pools at the end of each cut and once they become to full, it streams down my arm and drips to the floor."come on dave were gonna be late" my trance is broken by johns annoyed plea for me to hurry up in the bathroom "can't really hurry when taking a shit" I lie, *sighs* I shove the blade into my hoodie pocket then try to clean the floor the best I can. "Daaaave... were going to be late for our first classes" "yeah yeah I'm coming" I say as I flush the toilet, making it more convincing I was just 'using the toilet' and pull my sleeves down holding the hem in my hands concealing any trace of what I was doing.
The second I unlock and open the door I feel a hand around my wrist, which makes me uncomfortable and makes my scars start to itch but john doesn't seem to notice my fidgeting . Before I know it we have already made it down too levels and out the door running across campus. "Jesus slow the fuck Down there Usain bolt" i say while slowing down stopping john along with me. "Come on let's just walk if we're late, we're late" I say calmly still holding john "well I don't want to be late my first day" john whines "okay then go ahead I'll meet you there" I smirk knowing he won't go alone "fine but lets at least walk kind of fast"
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After class john has decided he wants to go out with some of his friends "hey you wanna come" he smiles "naw man I gotta go study" I lied, and I can tell he knew it, I just don't connect with people,I dont make friends anymore. Before I can walk off back to our apartment john runs up behind me and gives me a hug nuzzling his head into my side. I turn around and hug my friend back which is a little awkward with him being so much shorter and all, "don't do anything stupid okay" what does he mean by that, does he know "um... erm.. I won't?" I say before kissing him on the top of his head into the rats nest he calls hair, he snaps his head around his big blue eyes finding my horrifyingly red ones even under the shades "but dave I'm not a homosexual" he whispers "I know but I am" I say sarcastically before tussling his hair and walking off.

((Writers note: 1• this is my first sadstuck don't be too mean
2• I know my chapters are short it's just how I write
3• I would love some constructive criticism
And yeah that's the first chapter :33))