Chapter 7 "The Text"

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Ichigos POV
As I'm sent home I'm wondering, what the fuck has Grimmjow been doing. My phone starts vibrating in my pocket, speaking of the devil it must be him. I check my phone and open the message I got from a unknown number. "Hey faggot (I fucking hate that word) I saw you had to go home early, its a shame I cant beat your ass again until tomorrow." As I finish reading, my tears were already racing down my face. Why me, I'm a person and I get treated like shit. I turn my phone off and proceed to walk home, I start to think of Grimmjow to make myself feel better but I can't get the text out of my head. I finally reach my house and open the door to see Grimmjow sleeping on the couch. I walk upstairs into the bathroom, reach in my cabinet for the familiar feel of my blade. I grab it, lift up my shirt, as begin to cut. I do the first cut for being worthless, the second for being born, and the third for thinking I deserve Grimmjow.
GRIMMJOW POV (I'm so tired I didnt sleep). I wake up around 10 because of my dam stomach and I gotta piss like a race horse. I walk upstairs, open the bathroom door, and see Ichigo covered in blood. Ichigo?! "Grimmjow, shit I thought you were sleep. Ichigo why are you doing this, you dodged the question last time but I'm not letting you out until this resolves. "Ok fine I cut myself because I'm not special, I'm not anything but a useless fuck up. No your not, how can you say these lies. "Their not lies if they are true." I kiss Ichigo on the lips and remove the blade from his hand, your very special to me. "I'm sorry, I relax into the kiss and kiss back. Ok now let's get you cleaned up.

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