High School Sweethearts||PPGxRRB

Pain(🥰)

(Bubbles POV)

As soon as we got home I ran up to my old bedroom and locked the door behind me. I jumped on my bed and let all of my tears go. so many thoughts were going through my head. Why would they do this? We're they ever going to tell us? How long were they planning on this lasting? But most importantly did they really love us?

I hugged the pillow closer to my face to drown out my sobs. My sister's were probably downstairs just sitting there. I know there hurt to. I saw the look on there faces.

"Bubbles?" I lifted !y face out the pillow. It was evident in Blossoms voice that she got through crying. All because of those boys. The boys we used to love, or the boys we still do love. I put my face back in the pillow to let out more sobs.

"Bubbles were here if you need us. I know they hurt us dramatically but we can get through this together like we have been since day one." Blossom sat down by the door.

" I don't know I-if what they told us was t-true, if they really love us. I know we fell for them and it was all just s-some evil plan. " Blossom broke out into full sobs. Am of me wanted to open the door but my legs wouldn't move.

"P-please B-bubbles say something."

I planted my face back into the pillow and sobbed. It hurts me to hear Blossom like this. She is so broken. I've never seen this side of her, she was always to strong one who kept us together. Seeing her like this made me loose my hope about everything.

Blossom ran to her room and slammed the door. I can hear her sobs from my room. Buttercup stomped up the stairs and slammed her door as well but I don't hear her crying.

I looked at my clock and sighed. We still have school tomorrow morning which means we will see the...Rowdy Ruff Boys. There were over 15 calls from Boomer, Butch, and Brick but I deleted them all. I got out of my bed and took along hot shower. I could still feel Boom- his touch on my skin. I closed my eyes and let the hot water run down my body. I got out the shower and wrapped my hair and body in towels.

I looked awful. There were bags under my eyes, my eyes were red and puffy, and my face was paler than a vampire. Even though I look like crap Boomer would have told me I looked like a model or call me his little flower. Sobs escaped my mouth. Tears started running down my face. I dropped to the floor covering my face in my knees. Images of me and Boomer popped in my head. This whole time he told me he loved me but it was all a joke. When was he planning on finishing me off? The bathroom? The hallway? In my room!? I love him so much but maybe that's not the real Boomer I fell in love with, maybe I fell in love with a phony.

More sobs escaped my mouth. The person I love most in the world besides my sister's hurt me. He hurt me so bad that it doesn't even hurt anymore but I want it to hurt. I want to feel pain. I want to feel thespian he caused me so I can know how stupid I was, so I can know that everything was real and not just my imagination. The pain reminded me that it happened and someone made me happy even though it was real. I want pain.

I got off !u bathroom floor and put on my pajamas. I made sure to wear a omg sleeve shirt for what I'm about to do. I opened the drawer with all my arts and crafts supplies in it and grabbed the box cutter. I eyed it to make sure this is what I want to do. Too make sure this is how I want to bring my pain back. I nodded my head and walked to my bathroom sink.

"Fuck you Boomer."

I made a small cut on my upper arm. Since I run off of Chemical X the knife brings little pain but it is enough to satisfy me. A line of blood ran down my arm when I finished the cut. Me watching blood run down my arm made me smile. I made another cut on my upper arm but longer and deeper than the first. Tears were still running down my face but they were tears of relief.

This feels like I'm cutting all of my pain away by causing pain. I know it sounds weird and crazy. Every single cut makes more stress go away. Every memory of me and Boomer goes away. Now I feel nothing. Only pain, which is what he caused me.

I washed the blood off of my arms and cleaned so of my 8 cuts. After the second one I couldn't stop. Now all I have to do is make sure Buttercup and Blossom don't see them or they will flip. Maybe I should check on them.

I walked to Blossoms door and knocked softly. I can hear her footsteps walking to the door.

"Hey Bubbles." Her voice was quiet but rough. There were bags under her eyes which were red. I looked over her shoulder to see Buttercup looking just the same.

"Hey Blossom I just came to say goodnight and to see how you guys are holding up." Buttercup came up to the door. She looked between me and Blossom then looked at herself in the mirror.

"We look like shit." I laughed softly but stopped when a shot of pain went to my chest. My sister's didn't seem to notice.

Blossom brought us into a group hug. I smiled and hugged back.

"I love both of you now go to bed we have school." Buttercup looked at Blossom

"We can't go to school they will be there." She said

" I know Buttercup but we can't miss anymore days of school and it's a good thing we left our books a school so we don't have to go to the dorms. " I walked into my rooms and flopped on my bed.

I grabbed my phone to see 10 more miss calls from the Rowdy Ruff Boys. I covered my face in the pillow sobbing until I feel asleep.

Hey guys just to let you know I listen to music while writing and the song I was listening to is Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding.