My Protective, Loving Brothers

"Just one more hour..." I thought to myself.
The bell rang, everyone was dismissed, I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door. I got home and ran up quickly up to my room.

I shuffled through my drawer until I found it, the razor. But before I could start cutting, I hear a knock on the door.

"Hey, I need to tell you something." The door opened.

"Mom!?" I dropped the razor and was about to run up and hug her but her cold blue eyes stopped me.

"You going to have to stay with some close friends of mine." She said, face emotionless.
I stared at her.

"So get packing, they'll pick you up soon," she looked at her watch,"I have to go, don't do anything stupid while your staying with them."

"Why? Why do I have to stay with them, I've been fine being alone this whole time! Why now?!" I yelled at her.

She looked at me,"Because I care for you, and I don't like you being alone."

"Bullshit." I say through my teeth. As soon as she left, I grabbed the razor and I cut.

⚠️ WARNING MATURE CONTENT AHEAD, TRIGGER WARNING! THIS CONTAINS ACTS OF CUTTING AND/OR THING TO DO WITH SUICIDE IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THAT, DON'T READ!⚠️