(Warning: This will contain self harm and feels. Continue, if you are able.)
Your POV:
You woke up, feeling pain on your arm. You started to cry, feeling sad for no seen reason. You ran into the bathroom and grabbed the bloody knife off of the bathroom sink. You put it on your arm and applied a bit of pressure, causing your breath to hitch. You brought the knife across your arm, slowly. Then you opened a small, decorative cabinet on the wall. You took a square piece of cloth out and put it on your bleeding arm. You washed the knife off and hid it in the cabinet. "I need help...haha...no I don't." You said to yourself. You suddenly felt lightheaded, and you collapsed on the ground. "No...I cut...too...much." You whispered. You laid your back on the floor as your legs landed fully on the floor too. "I'll...be awake...again soon..." You muttered and closed your eyes. You let the darkness take you.

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You woke up. You sat up, still in the bathroom. Most of your arm had stopped bleeding. "Whatever." You mumbled as you got up. You exited the bathroom and sat on the couch. You hugged your knees to your chest and hid your face. Then, you heard someone knock on the door, causing you to jump. You grumbled and cursed, going up to the door. You opened the door and saw Papyrus standing there. "Hiya Papyrus." You said, a fake smile plastered on your face. Papyrus knew something was up.

"HI Y/N. MAY I ENTER?" Papyrus asked, wiping his boots on the welcome mat. You nodded and stepped aside, making enough space for Papyrus to enter. Papyrus entered and looked around. Nothing unusual. You closed and locked the door and went next to Papyrus. Papyrus hugged you, a bit too suddenly, and you noticeably winced. Oh, and did Papyrus notice. "ARE YOU OKAY?" Papyrus asked, letting you go. You nodded, that smile still on your face. Papyrus frowned and held your hands in his. "ARE YOU SURE?" Papyrus asked. You hugged Papyrus and hid your face on his chest area. You hugged him to hide the fact that you were crying. You cried, silently and tried to breathe normally.

"Y/N. I KNOW THAT YOU AREN'T OKAY. YOU DON'T HAVE TO HIDE IT FROM ME..." Papyrus soothed, combing his gloved hands through your hair (unless you're bald...then...I don't know). You looked up at him, tears still on your face and your fake smile was gone. "I...I'm sorry." You whispered as Papyrus wiped your tears away. "IT'S OKAY...EVERYTHING IS AND WILL BE OKAY..." Papyrus soothed, planting a kiss on your cheek. You blushed and so did Papyrus. "LET'S SIT ON THE COUCH...YOU CAN TELL ME ANYTHING." Papyrus said. You didn't release him, so he carried you to the couch. He sat on the couch and you sat, sideways, on his lap. Papyrus hugged you close as you started venting. 'Never let me go...please.' You thought to yourself as Papyrus talked to you and explained a few things.