-Chapter nine-

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TW// blood warning, of self-harm, anxiety, panic attack



I heard a noise coming from my computer and immediately looked. He replied. My heart dropped as I read the message.


-Why not?


No one's Point Of View:


It really is funny. How such a short and simply message can break a person. And that is exactly what it did to Bad. Just a pure little question. No big thoughts behind it. His phone escaped his grip making a loud thud as it fell onto the floor.


BadBoyHalo's Point Of View:


I grab my chest in pain and my voice became heavier. I tried calming myself down but instead I just started trembling. My vision became blurry even though I was wearing my glasses. Why did that question freak me out so much? I can just lie to him...


I picked up my phone from the carpet, and with trembling fingers I typed out an answer. It actually took me about a whole minute to type it out. I still don't know if what I said was correct; I was in too much pain to concentrate.


Skep <3

nAo I am fiune doon;t worry-


I threw my phone on the desk and leaned back on my chair. Everything hurt. I felt like I would die any minute now. I tried taking deep and long breaths but I couldn't open my mouth. Skeppy..please...help me.


I knew he wouldn't help me. He isn't even here. He doesn't know what is happening to me. He doesn't care about me. I am all alone. Just like always.


Tears escaped my eyes as I bit into my lip in order to not let out any sobs escape my mouth. I felt horrible. I just wanted to disappear. This is too much stress for me to handle.


Grab your razor! It will help you. It will calm you down.


That thought was spinning around my head. Maybe I should give in. Maybe I should listen to the voice. I reach out to the drawer underneath my desk and press the blade against my hand. It hurt. It hurt so much. I could feel a stinging sensation coming from my hand. I will deal with that later.


Just as I start to calm down I saw my phone ringing. Debating whether or not I need to pick up I press accept call. Why do I always put myself in situations like this?


[Bold =Skeppy Normal=Bad


"Hello Bad. I am sorry that I left you alone in that call earlier, my phone died." The calming voice spoke, sending shivers down my spine. Tears were forming in the corners of my eyes. Why did his voice freak me out so much?

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