Song- Breaking The Habit
Original Artist- Linkin Park
Cover artist- Jonathan Young
*Trigger Warning*

A short, black haired teen sat on their bed with their legs curled Into their body. Their head was down and black hair tipped with white fell over their face. Red, glowing eyes stared at their hands and bed below. The room was dark, only the light of the silver moon and light pollution lit the room. The teenager sat still, their chest rising and falling In an uneven pattern. Their breathing shaky as their eyes glossed over with tears. Their frame slowly began to shake, hanging from their right hand was a silver blade. It was untouched, no blood evident. They seemed unfocused, their mind going to another place.

"You're worthless." Spat an older kid to a young version of the teenager. "I wonder why your parents haven't thrown you out like the trash you are." The kid snarled.

The teenager shook their head, as If to rid of the horrid memory. "..Shut up." They weakly whispered, but to no avail another memory flashed before their eyes.

The little black haired kid got kicked down to the ground by another, older, kid. "Pathetic little freak. Can't even protect himself." The boy taunted as he kicked the kid In the side multiple times.

Shaking their head, the teen bit their lip. "..S-Stop." They stuttered quietly, their voice uneven as they shook like a leaf. They refused to let the tears fall.

"Damian, please." Pleaded a redhead woman with emerald green eyes. The teen snapped. "Shut up! Just. Shut up!" He yelled, glaring at her. "You don't fucking understand. You don't FUCKING KNOW! So don't even try!" He growled, red eyes filled with anger. "I do know! Just talk to me!" The woman pleaded sadly. "No. You don't!" He yelled back. "You're a bitch who just thinks for herself! So shut the fuck up!" He screamed. A brown haired man glared at the teen. "Damian Stark! You do NOT talk to your mother that way!" He yelled, the redhead had tears In her eyes. "Fuck off, dad." Damian spat the words out like venom. "All of you, just fuck off!" "Leave me the fuck alone for once!" He screamed before running off.

He didn't mean what he had said, and this was only hours prior. He had gotten Into a serious physical fight at school and his parents yelled at him for It and he just.. snapped. The dam finally broke, tears cascaded down his face like a nonstop waterfall. He choked back a sob as he shook wildly. "JARVIS, lock my door." He managed to get out with a somewhat steady voice. The click of the lock was heard. "Are you alright sir? Should I alert Mr Stark?" The British Interface questioned In concern. "No. JARVIS, mute." Ordered Damian and the Interface wasn't heard again. He looked to the blade In his right hand, his grip tightening around It. It was his cure, his escape from reality. The anchor to his emotions. He watched without control over himself as he slid the blade over his left wrist. The flesh tearing and blood dotting out as the silver blade slowly stained with blood. One turned to two and two turned to four. The pain was his relief, his reminder that he was still alive. He stopped at six new slits on his wrist, accompanied by other ones. Old and recent. He didn't even register the banging on his door until It swung open and there stood a teenage girl with long brown hair and stunning emerald green eyes. Her eyes widened and she rushed forwards. Ripping the blade from Damian's grasp and tossing It In some random direction. She then engulfed Damian In a hug. "Damian. I thought I told you to stop?" She whispered sadly. Damian looked down, ashamed. "..I can't." He whispered back. "Bro, I love you. I don't want to some day find you dead on your floor." Her voice shook as her mind thought over what she just said. "You have to get help. Talk to someone, please." She pleaded. Damian was quiet for a few minutes, before shakily getting out. "...Fine."

A/N Not as bad as the last one. Seriously though guys, If you have depression please get help. You're not alone, people are out there that can help you. Don't hold It In, It only gets worse. So please, get help. Talk to someone and I know It's not easy, It really Isn't. But please, don't hurt yourself or others. Talk to someone.

I love you all <3