I Can Save You

The small razor blade cuts through your skin, blood brimming over as you drag is across your wrist. You gasp loudly at the pain, your eyes widening as the scarlet liquid drips down, silently crashing on your floor. "Oh, shit!' you curse. You quickly grab something to clean up the drops of blood. But you totally forgot all about the blood dripping down your arm. It's everywhere now.

In Heaven, God has a group of angels set aside to help people who self harm. They are to do everything in their power to keep you from cutting or committing suicide. Rule number one: don't fall in love with the humans.