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After a long day of contests you go to your room. You slump on your bed. You grab a blade. You think about it.
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You cut yourself. "Why did I do that..?" You whispered. You still continue to cut yourself. You cry silently.
You hear familiar footsteps. You hear a knock on the door. "Hey [NAME], are you okay?" You realize it's Two. "Not really," You respond.
Two walks in. "Oh my, I told you to stop.." Two say. "I know, I'm sorry," You respond. Two walks in your bathroom. They come back with a first aid kit.
They grabs bandages and wipes. They wipe the cuts so they don't get infected. "After this please no more cutting, okay?" They say. "I will try my best," You respond.
They start to bandage your cuts. "Hey if you need someone to talk to just talk to me," Two says. You nod your head. They finish the bandages.
Two draws a little heart on your bandages. Two gives you a big hug. "Do you want me to sleep in here tonight?" They ask. "Yes, please," You say.
Two kisses you goodnight. You cuddle them to sleep. You never spoke about that night since.