chapter 12: "y-you cut!?"

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Rauf POV
I was sleeping. I woke up, as I heard my phone's ring tone. I checked who was calling me at this time. It was mom. 'Why would she call me in 6 in the morning?' I said to myself.

"Hey mom" I said in a tired tone.

"Hello Rauf. Yesterday, Faik camed to my house. And he reguest me to, adopt that little girl. And the kid said she does not want to go the Orphanage or foster care. She wanted to stay with me. So, I accept it. And when Faik leave, the kid said that Faik wasn't eating properly (is that how you spell it?)  Is that true?" Mom said. I was shocked.

I end the call and i ran to the bathroom. What I saw was shocking..

I saw Faik with a holy knife, and very deep cuts on his wrist. He was losing a lot's of blood.

"Y-you cut!?" I said while crying. He faint. I get the emergency bag. We have a emergency bag, so just in case, that if we have any scar while playing football or any sport's. I found some bandage's, and some things that could help me clean the cuts.

After cleaning the cuts
and bandaging them

He was a little skinny. How stupid I am. I was suppose to be his brother. If mom didn't call me, he would be dead by now. He was suffering from several depression, I think. Maybe he wanted to end it? Maybe he couldn't help it? Maybe he wanted to...

NUMB THE PAIN..

I don't know. If I could help. But it was too late. We still have a chance right? He will wake up right? We will still be together right? He will tell everything right? NO!! I CANT HANDLE IT, MY OWN BROTHER WAS LIKE THIS AND I DIDN'T NOTICE IT.

3 years ago, we were 16. I was going to ask you something, but the door was open, you were looking at the mirror, giving the mirror the fake smile of yours, and you said "am I worth it?" And of course I was stupid, that I thought you were happy. But you weren't.

2 years ago, we were 17. We were playing truth or dare. You choosed truth, so I asked "are you okay?"  "Yeah, I'm okay" you lied.

1 year ago, we were 18. That's the first time we write a song together. We were doing it, because we were bored. Even though it was first time, but ya know it was pretty good.

Now I see you, like this. I don't like it. I don't like seeing you, like this. A month ago, Aydar said something was wrong, but I didn't listen.

Tomorrow is our birthday. Let's make it special.

But first let's wait until he woke's up.

3 hours later

Faik's POV
I woke up, but I don't remember anything. I just remember that I faint. But wait my cuts were clean. And Rauf was sitting on a chair, with emergency bag. Does that mean..

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if you get annoyed/trigered while reading this, it's not my problem, okay? Today I was slightly sad so don't judge, anyway have a good day/night❤

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