just some oneshots since i dont have a enough motivation to write a full story :)
》 ill also write a lot of happy stories and fluff because i cant make a lot of sad ending stories i cant bring my heart to it 《
𝗜𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼�...
this is for gamingarcher since they wanted a part 2 and I want to at least post this before I stop posting as much
TW: - metions of cutting - gay slur word - homophobia - blood ____________________________________________________________________________________________
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It hit me. I was right, everyone knew about my sexuality.
I started crying like a baby like usual. "fuck.... they weren't supposed to know just yet" I sobbed to myself.
All of my memories start flooding my head. Memories of bullying, crying, and cutting.
My whole school hated me for being gay so I transferred to a new school get away from that but, now its just happening again. All over again.
Only a few minutes of me crying and my eyes were already red and puffy. I looked at the door to my bathroom and an idea sparked.
! MENTION OF CUTTING !
I stand up, wiped away my tears and head to my dark bathroom.
I turned the light on then shut and locked my door. I looked around for anything sharp.
I came across a razor. I pulled up my sleeves to reveal old scars from me cutting before. I grab the razor and rub it across my skin. No blood came out.
"fuck this is not working" I dropped the razor and head out of the bathroom down to the kitchen.
I looked around the kitchen for something sharp. I eyes locked on a knife, a steak knife. I ran towards it, grabbed it and head back upstairs to my bathroom.
I once again lock my bathroom door. I started rubbing it against my skin like the razor. I finally got deep cuts.
I marked every inch of my skin with cuts. I drop the bloody knife on the ground making a clash sound signaling im done.
I looked at my arms, they were covered in blood. My vision got blurry, I was stumbling around the bathroom knocking everything over. I soon collapse to the ground from the lost of blood as well as the lack of oxygen.
I was sitting on my ground cover in blood positive that I was going to die, I smiled at the thought, then everything went black. ______________________________________________
I couldn't tell if I was alive. I heard banging on doors, crying from a woman, and siren's but everything was black.
Is this what death is? No.. it can't be. I looked around, running in all directions. I'm going nowhere.
All of a sudden all the noises stop. I could hear a soft voice.
"please..... please wake up. I'm sorry its my fault I shouldn't have stop you in the hallway this would never happen, im so sorry."
