i summoned the grass sword from my hand, smirking. i deserve this.

i stabbed through myself, grass fell from both the sword and my body yet both stayed intact. what? red flowers poured out of where i cut.

my whole body burned, i let out a yell in pain. fucking hell, i probably woke them up.
         "fern? you good?" he was obviously worried from the yelling.
         "im ok! i think, no actually im not. i need someone to talk to, please." his head poked up from the inside of the tree house.
       
"of course!" he automatically noticed the sword in my chest along with teats rolling down my face and red flowers all over the place. "what happened? are you okay?!"

"nononononono, im not, finn. i need a hug. please." i pulled out the sword and unsummoned it. he went closer to me, inviting me to a hug