Imagines

Tw

My life is shit.

I'm at my boyfriends house and went to use the bathroom after reading many hate comments on my most recent post on Instagram.

'Ugly slut'
'She's not even pretty'
'She doesn't deserve him'
'Ewww'
'I want to bleach my eyes now this Is horrible'

Once you walked away and went into the bathroom, you sat in the empty bath and silently sobbed in a ball with your knees up to yours chest.

The words kept repeating in your head and you looked up from your knees to see a razor on the side of the bath tub.

You hesitantly pick it up and stare at it until you get interrupted by a knock on the bathroom door and you stay quiet knowing it's b/n.

"Baby you have been in there a while now are you alright?" He asked worried.

You had to act normal so you replied back with "yes I'm ok j-just some... erm... lady problems!" Your voice was shaky and your nose was blocked.

"Oh...um ok just don't be ages." He could sence something was wrong and he knew about your self harm and depression in the past but you told him you didn't do it anymore.

You heard his foot steps emerge and focused your attention back on the razor, you brought it close to yours arm but paused and instead brought it to your leg.

You glide the razor across your delicate skin with a few other old marks plastered on it.

At first you whispered but you started to like it, deep inside you knew this was wrong but somehow couldn't stop.

You cut again and again the bath tub now full with blood and your skin covered in hundreds of scars both fresh and old.

You started to feels all the stress pour out of you with every cut you did and you was so lost in thought and still cutting with tears filling your face that you didn't realise b/n standing there in shock.

You looked up at him slowly and paused but after a few seconds went back to cutting, you saw his face drop and he ran up to you.

He smacked the razor out of your hand and held your wounds with his hands to stop the bleeding he looked up at you with tears brimming his eyes and he pushed a few strands of hair out of your face.

"Why?" You heard him say before darkness overcame you.

*After you passed out*

You start to slowly wake up and sit up only to soon fall back down onto the bed due to headache, you examine the room and your eyes fall on b/n sitting in the corner on his chair, his eyes red from crying and he is looking at you.

You look down because you are afraid you disappointed him but you soon feel manly hands on either side of your face lifting it up to look at him.

"I'm not disappointed if that's what your thinking" he says sitting down next to you "but I'm upset" he strokes your face with his thumb.

"I'm sorry" you whisper and look at him.

"Just promise me to not do that eve again to me baby"

"I promise" you say with a slight smile on your face.

He engulfs you in a large hug and you lay down for the rest of the night in his arms and he whispers sweet nothings into your ear sending you into a peaceful sleep.

*A/n-you are perfect the way you are please do th do any of this it's just some imagines people have requested foe me to do your all beautiful the way you are*