(Warnings in the description)
The blade slid across her wrist in a horizontal motion,cutting off a thick layer of skin. she watched as red dripped onto the floor, as it started to morph into a puddle. She had no reason to hurt herself for she was numb to the feeling, but the reason why she continued. Will forever be unknown. she used to like the feeling of pain. She wanted to feel that pain again, whether it be emotional and physical, but she was always left with emptiness. She forgot what sadness felt like, and she had a vivid memory of happiness. She found her mind wandering over emotions and what they felt like. The brunette was caught off guard by her phone going off. She began texting a person named "unknown". They told her to go to some apartment, and her being naive she did. She listened to every word they said. She put the password in without question… That's when she should've ran. she should've thrown her phone and booked it. She wouldn't be here then. She wouldn't have been curled up on the floor crying at how naive she was. She could be at her house, she could be curled up in a blanket and drinking hot coco. Suddenly her phone went off once more and she swiped up to unlock her phone. She immediately regretted it. Letters flickered on the screen in a quick motion it looked as if they were forming words, but she couldn't read them. After a while They finally slowed down and she didn't even bother with the other texts, for she saw them talking about her.
YOU ARE READING
You're a mess
FanfictionA brunette stumbles upon a chance to love and feel loved, will she take it? Tw: Self harm
