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At My Worst ( Ni-ki🧁)

Warnings: sad upsetting content , mention of self harm so don't read if you're soft hearted or if you don't prefer sad stuff.

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A/n's POV:
The door knob of Your apartment twisted a little creek opening the door of entrance as you got inside your apartment throwing your bag off your shoulders making it land on the living room couch and you went inside the washroom.

The days are getting harder and harder ,all I can do is nothing, I'm good for nothing, wherever I go I end up messing up.
I deserve to die
"Living isn't my thing"

she thought to herself as she removed her cardigan making all the cuts and bruises of her arms visible and a stream of warm tears slipped down her eyes
She sobbed harder at the sight of them .

Y/n's POV:

Yes I'm tired,I'm hella tired of trying my best to live up to people's expectations and still not being good enough.
"You're average,you did nothing" is what they say but they don't see what it takes to be average
I've came this far
None saw my tear stained face
None saw my red eyes
None looked at the cuts on my arms
Or maybe they did but never tried to heal them?
Idk but I'm tired of life because of people like them.
Yes I surf on the internet for hours ,yes I stay in bed all day and people like them only see this
But did they ever asked how I'm doing?
The only question they have is
"how's school going?" Or
"How much did you scored?"
That's the only question they got because they wanna compare me and then again the same thing that
"you don't do anything"
While I'm honestly trying my best to survive
I'm fighting to stay alive on my own without having anyone by my side.

A/n's POV:
You said it all to yourself slowly becoming a mess in yourself as your cries got louder and your hair got more and more tangled because of you clenching on them.
After you felt like you were done with crying you washed your face
The fresh cold water came in contact with your cuts and bruises making you feel a single spike of pain before it fades Into a low hit of stinging sensation.
Later walking over to your room and plopping yourself on your bed you went on the internet to check texts from your friends because you don't want them to think that you're hiding something by ignoring them.

Smiling to yourself as you recieved a text from your boyfriend, 'Riki' just as you opened your phone and you quickly replied to his text starting to chat with him.