Ian sat against the locked door in the bathroom, crying with a blade in his hands. He just wanted to be able to feel something. Anything. He started cutting into his wrist. Slightly wincing with every cut. He enjoyed the pain. It gave him a sense that he was still human. Blood started to drip onto the bathroom floor. He made sure he didint cut deep enough to kill himself. That wasn't the point of this. He just wanted to feel something. When he was satisfied he stopped, cleaned up the blood that dripped onto the floor and put on a hoodie to cover his arms. He walked to back to the room he shared with Carl and Lip. Hid his blade underneath his mattress and crawled under the covers.
-Sorry this chapter is so short. But I dont really know what else to add to it so im just gonna start the next chapter. I'll try and have the next one be out within 45 minutes. Depending how long I make it-
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2 broken halfs make a whole.
Fanfiction🚫TW🚫 Suicide, Self harm, Abuse This will be the only warning there most likely will be light sexual shit. If you got a problem with that then leave :) 18+
