WARNING! IF YOURE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SELFHARM DONT READ! AND THIS MIGHT BE VERY TRIGGERING!
I feel like this is the most used idea I've had while writing this, but there's no harm in that right?
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YOUR POV
"One, two, only a few. " The silver sliver I call a blade slid across my wrist. It hurt, but it was a reminder that society hadn't fucked up all my feelings.
"Three, four, just a little more." I had no restraint. One would turn to ten and ten would turn to 50.
"Five, six, the tears start to mix." My voice started to waver as the pain was stinging more. I felt my eyes start to water, but I tried to hold them back.
"Seven, eight, my painful escape." I remembered the knocking on my bedroom door. It's not his problem. Why does he care?
"Nine, ten, my world starts to spin. " I dropped the blade, it not making a sound on the carpeted floor. My vision started to blur-whether it be tears or blood loss was beyond me.
"Eleven, twelve, don't leave me by myself. " I stood up shakily, walking over to the (f/c) drawers slowly. It's hard trying to stand up. If I fell, I wouldn't be able to get it.
"Thirteen, fourteen, I live for morphine. "I hastily threw open a drawer and threw the clothes out. I was too busy to care. Lines and lines of small syringes laid neatly under the clothes. How many were there? I lost count at 66.
"Fifteen, sixteen, long sleeves, cuts unseen. " The clear liquid filled syringe sat nice in my hand. I've done this so many times, yet each is more different.
"Seventeen, eighteen, I smile, I cry. I laugh, I scream. " I was scared. I never knew how I was going end up. That didn't stop me from sticking the needle in my arm and injecting it.
"Nineteen, twenty, the doors unlocked, catch me when I fall. " The syringe fell out of my hand and my figure was trembling as the drug ran through my veins. The door busted open to an infuriated looking Eren, but I still saw the remorse. Maybe he felt bad for ever being my friend. I hit the floor, my eyelids fluttering. His arms held my body and he pulled his phone out. I could hear his voice faintly and soon, I could feel the tears hitting my face. I felt so numb. The carpet was stained with my blood. It was getting on Eren too. The sirens blared as I finally started losing consciousness. The door to my house opened and the footsteps up the stairs were the last thing I heard.
Maybe I can get some sleep. Those demons never leave me alone.
TIMESKIP EREN'S POV
It's been a week or so. The doctors said they had found multiple cuts not just on (y/n)'s arms, but her legs, hips, stomach, back. Everywhere. If that wasn't bad enough, they had found little bumps on her skin. Injections. More than the average drug addict. The nurse said it was morphine, but there were other things that were in other syringes. She also had traces of multiple other drugs that weren't transferred by syringes. I had stayed by her side since then. I shouldn't have left her in the first place.
Her sheets moved and I hoped she was awake, but she just held onto my arm tighter. I've tried waking her up by myself. It never worked. She would either whimper or I would be pulled closer. Being here was the only thing I could do right now. And I had no problem with that. Her breathing was staggered and the heart monitor started beeping faster. She started jolting violently and I quickly yelled down the hallway for the nurse. I was pushed aside as they pushed another syringe in her skin. She didn't need anything else running through her. It wasn't like it helped anyway. She had probably got so used to her drugs, this was minor and her jolting got worse. Someone pulled me out of the room and I saw it was Mikasa.
"We can't do anything but wait. " I reluctantly sat down in the waiting area.
TIMESKIP
"(Y/n)." Her (e/c) eyes started to open and I was more than relieved. After a while, she realized where she was.
"I wanna go home, " I could barely hear her mutter. It kinda pissed me off. She nearly kills herself, and all she says is she wants to go home?
"Why would you do that?" She eyed me, but didn't say anything. Her (h/l) (h/c) was covering her pale (s/c) cheeks.
"Don't yell at me. " Her voice was so small and timid. It almost redirected my anger. Almost.
"Fine. Why would you do something like that?" My tone still had venom in it.
"I don't know how to handle the things around me, " she muttered again.
"What?"
"I can't handle the change we all go through. The change of heart. The change loyalty. The change of going from someone who loved you with every cell in their body to someone who hates you to the same extent. I don't know what I did wrong. " She bit her quivering lip and tears slowly trailed down her cheeks. Now I feel bad.
"What do you mean by someone one loving you then hating you?"
"You're mad at me. We used to be best friends and I ruined it. " The tears were getting heavier.
"What makes you think-"
"Stop lying. " She tried to get up from her bed, but I held her bandaged arms done and she fell back on her pillow.
"I don't hate you. It's quite the opposite. It just hurt my feelings when a, I didn't know what you were going through and b, you didn't even think about how all this would affect your friends. " (Y/n) eyes widened at 'friends'. I slowly let go of her hands and they were thrown around my neck, pulling me down on the bed.
"T-thank you." Her head was buried in my shoulder. I played with pieces of her (h/c) hair as we stayed in that position for a very long time. I think she had gone to sleep.
"I love you, (y/n), " I whispered softly as I moved her arms and readjusted myself so she was laying down with he back facing me and I was next to her.
"I love you, too Eren." She turned over and kissed me quickly before pushing her body against mine. I smiled softly and moved her head up to mine and kissed her longer. Her lips tasted sweet and I think at this moment I found my own addicting drug.
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That was kinda sad. At the time I wrote this I was having one of my moments. After this : idk

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