escape
escape from reality
a slit on her wrist
soon followed by two or three
all covering both her arms and legs
until only a group filled with lies remains after she left.
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-trigger warning: suicide, self harm, bullying, harrassm...
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It's 10pm. Izuku has claimed his girlfriend's bed around 6 in the afternoon, a bit after have calmed down of his little crisis, and has been using it since then. Well, Ochaco doesn't really mind. If he can rest then she'd rather let him, especially after the minor panick attack he had earlier.
It doesn't help the fact that she remains worried, however.
The brunette closes her notebook with a sigh. She's judged herself of having studied enough for tomorrow's exam. Besides, she's lost her concentration a while ago. She stands up and stretches her arms whilst making her way to her bedroom. She slowly opens the door, the door creaks slightly, but it doesn't wake up the greenette that's fast asleep in her bed.
She closes the door again and silently makes her way to her bed. She starts undressing, starting with her buttoned up white shirt. She pulls it off her and puts it on the chair by her desk. She then unzips her skirt, takes it off and puts it on top of her shirt. Now left in her lingerie, she tip toes her way to the bed and leans in to pick up her pajama.
She lifts up the shirt and when she looks above it, her eyes land on Izuku's sleeping figure. Her grip on the shirt unconsciously tightens and she gnaws at hef bottom lip.
One way to relieve stress is through sex, no?
It's her conviction that boys all like doing the deed. She soon recalls the past event and starts shaking her head to clear her head from such thoughts.
Damn, she feels so filthy, like a pervert.
She gulps.
What am I thinking?
She throws on her shirt and then unclasps her bra. She pulls it out from under her shirt and throws it on her chair. She picks up her pajama pants and puts them on.
Now dressed in her pj, she drops her shoulders and grabs onto the bed cover. She carefully pulls it up and slowly shoves her leg in her bed. Cautiously, she slips under the bed cover and lays down next to Izuku. She gets comfortable and slowly turns to the freckled adolescent.
She softly smiles at his sleeping face. He actually looks in peace, maybe he's having a nice dream. She hopes so.
She lays her hand on top of his and grabs onto it. Her thumb gives the back of his hand small, gentle caresses. She moves a bit closer to him.
