Paper and pen
Word count: 773
>> TRIGGER WARNING. SELF HARM IS USED IN THIS ONE SHOT. IF YOU HAVE PAST EXPERIENCE, I ADVISE YOU TO READ THIS WITH CAUTION. I DO NOT ENDORSE SELF HARM OR ANY OF THAT NATURE; I AM HIGHLY AGAINST IT. IF YOU ARE STRUGGLING WITH IT AT THE MOMENT, I STRONGLY SUGGEST FOR YOU TO SEEK HELP. No one deserves to hurt themselves; in the end, it will get better ♡

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Sitting at the foot of your bed, you felt worthless. You realized, no one says happy birthday to you, no one compliments you, no one picks you first, no one gives you hugs, no one is impressed by you, no one cares...

No one thinks you're worth societies time.

You sat there, your head bowed down in shame. In your hand, you held your pen, ready to draw on your skin.

It's cold, hard, sharp figure almost calmed you, but you needed that sweet relief.

Touching the razor onto your skin, you drew it down onto your forearm. It hurt, but it felt great. Well, for only 3 seconds.

You drew 4 lines, blood oozing out one by one. Looking at your work of art, a crooked smile twitched at your lips.

"(Y/N)!!" A voice called from downstairs. You gasped, throwing the razor off the bed and into the corner of the room. You rolled down your sleeve, thanking that you chose to wear a black colored sweater.

"I-I'm upstairs!!" You replied. You regretted replying.

The bedroom door opened, revealing Jordan, your best friend/roommate.

"Hey (Y/N). I ordered pizza for dinner, if you don't mind." He said while coming in. You shook your head, trying your best to hide your swollen eyes.

"Are you okay?" Jordan's tone turned into concern. You nodded, pursing your lip. You were holding onto your cuts, hoping blood wouldn't drip down to your hands.

"Why are you holding yourself like that?" Jordan's tone got skeptical. He walked over to you, sitting next to your side.

Without hesitation, you let him take over. He grabbed your arm and rolled up your sleeve. His expression was something you would never forget.

"(Y/N). Why?" Was all he asked. He looked up at your face, but you only hid it in shame. You couldn't bear to look at Jordan in the eyes.

"I.." Your voice croaked. "I'm not worth anyone's time. I did it because, well, who's cares? No one in my life even puts me first." Your voice ended in a whisper.

"(Y/N)!! No!!" Jordan yelled, tears brimming his eyes. "I care!!" He added. You sniffled, rolling your sleeve back down.

"There's a reason why I wake you up when you don't hear your alarm. There's a reason why I make sure you eat breakfast and dinner every day!!" Jordan pointed out. You dropped your head in your hands, but Jordan pulled you in. Your head rested on his collar bone.

"There's a reason why I'm freaking out over you hurting yourself." His voice cracked. Rubbing up and down your back, you felt Jordan's head rest upon yours. You brought out your arms and hugged Jordan's side.

"I know I'm just a roommate or your best friend, but I love you so much, (Y/N). I can't bear seeing you like this!!" He tightened his arms around you. You cried into his shirt, not knowing what to even say.

"I'm so sorry Jordan. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you like this. I just...I just..." You sobbed, hiccups taking over. Jordan shook his head.

"Don't speak, (Y/N). Just calm down for now. Here, let me clean you up." Jordan sat up from the bed and took your hand. He pulled you up to go to the bathroom.

You took a seat on the toilet and Jordan was busy getting a wet cloth.

He began cleaning your cuts. It stung badly, but you winced to hold in the yelps. Jordan cleaned them well and made sure they didn't bleed anymore.

"Thank you, Jordan, for doing this." You said, your voice a little scratchy. "Hey, don't mention it." He replied with a soft smile.

Once Jordan put the damp towel on the sink, you attacked him with a hug, your arms hung over his shoulders, his hands holding onto your waist.

"I love you, Jordan."

"I love you too, (Y/N). Promise me you'll remember I'm here for you and you won't hurt yourself again, alright?" Jordan pulled away looking into your eyes. You nodded with a smile forming on your lips.

"I promise."

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