SwapFell Uni The Story

the intro

WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING:

-SELF HARM

-SEXUAL THEMES

-AND OTHER TRIGGERS

"Uh fuck....another migraine" Uni mumbles as she gets up. Last night was rough considering the amount of fucking drinking she had brought upon herself. She stumbled over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror god she was a mess. As the tallish goat began washing up someone knocked on the bathroom door. "uhg what is it..." Uni spat as she finished up, "it's just me I just want to get my medication'' a small figure walked in and grabbed a bottle from the counter it was Samara one of her superbly caregivers although he couldn't for the life of him contain her outburst and normally he would be more hurt than the walls. Uni walked out and down the stairs to the living room where she plopped herself down and wiped out her favourite switchblade it had a rose carved into the stainless steel handle. She looked down at the blade and then her arm, she had promised to give up the bastardy habit but the temptation was just too strong it gave her pleasure in every single way...

Before she could do any harm to herself Samara walked out of the bathroom and yelled "UNI WHAT HAVE WE TOLD YOU!?...you can't do this to yourself..." She got up and left be willingly she didn't have time for another one of his rants all she wanted to do was get fucked up and enjoy it? Is that so hard, Uni headed to a nearby ally coated in graffiti some her own and sat on a rail. "Finally... some fun" her excitement grew as she rolled up her hoodie the scars mocking her of her past pain and enjoyment, she took out her blade and dived in a big fucking blow her skin well fir tingled as she felt that familiar sting "mhn...fuck~" her face began to redden as she dragged the blade across the grief stricken flesh. Oh how she missed it, she slowly lift the blade out as the thick blood dripped down onto the asphalt bellow.