*WARNING*
INCLUDES SENSITIVE SUBJECTS
DEPRESSION
SELF HARM
ANXIETY
PTSD
RAPE
BULLYING
~ Introduction ~
Scott is a highschool boy who's 18. Skinny, little short, nice brown hair and eyes. Seems great, right? But he isn't 'normal' at all. He's bullied...
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Scotts POV
I wasn't new to this whole bullying shit. I was used to it. Tyler and Evan did it enough to me. The rest of the group just kinda pitched in out of guilt. Brock were the only person I knew who wouldn't beat me for my issues. We were best friends, he didn't judge me. But, he was still popular. He was out as bisexual, and I was out as gay. He's liked more than me, I'm liked less. He's strong, I'm weak.
But he's like my brother to me. Known him since I was 3. 15 years together. Wow. He's also my roommate, and he will freak out if I haven't taken my pills. Fuck I should!
Weak, worthless, pathetic... Just end.
I haven't taken my pills yet!
Grab the knife, you know you want to!
"They're in the medicine cabinet right?" I was thinking out loud.
I can't see them... But does the razor help?
I picked up the razor, unaware of my actions. I slowly slid it across my wrist. I got a little blood.
Push harder... I am not satisfied.
I listened to my command but regretted it completely. I did 5 deep scars and my bare feet were covered in blood. It was trickling down my arm and pouring down my body. I felt faint, I was about to collapse. I heard our door swing open and footsteps quickly moving up the stairs. I heard a faint noise, but then I passed out.
