Chào các bạn! Vì nhiều lý do từ nay Truyen2U chính thức đổi tên là Truyen247.Pro. Mong các bạn tiếp tục ủng hộ truy cập tên miền mới này nhé! Mãi yêu... ♥

schlatt | break. 🌧️

TW- self loathing, self harm.

read this to understand :D.
i tried to make a fluffshot of schlatt and a few of his friends, so now im making it angsty cus i was bored. ill link the oneshot in the comments :).

18

Schlatts POV

I shut down my PC and decided to hop on Twitter for a bit. I looked at comments from past Tweets I made. At first they were good, but they turned worse and worse. 

I felt tears prick my eyes, I didn't know why I was crying. I don't even know these people.

I was tired of Twitter, and posted a Tweet saying I wasn't gonna be on for a while. A while is probably gonna be 2 days though. 

"Hey guys, I think I'm gonna take a break from Twitter for a while. All the hate, cancelling, and death threats are really damaging my health. I will still be active on discord but only to close friends. I hope you understand. Thank you <3."

I was proud of that and hit send. As soon as I set my phone down, it was spammed with notifications, all from Twitter. I, of course couldn't help but check. The first one I saw was from Connor.

"I'm glad he's leaving! he was so fucking annoying. he never knew how to shut up."

I kept scrolling, it was probably a joke. Right?

'Oh, who am I kidding. I was right, they were all pretending to be my friend. They all hate me. God, I even hate myself!'
'I deserve pain. I've put them through pain, they all hate me. All of this is my fault.'

I locked my door, I knew there was no point in getting a knife or blade I didn't have the time to disinfect it. 

I scratched, bit, hit myself, etc. 
I scratched until my arms and legs were numb, and bleeding.
I bit 'till it made almost permanent marks.
I hit until it would form a bruise.

Once I was done, I looked in the mirror and admired my work. 

'I. Deserve. All. Of. This..'

I looked at my arm again, it was bright red. Blood and blue spots covered my arms.
I could barely walk, the pain in my legs was unbearable. Yet it felt so good. 
My fists were sore as I hit the wall many times, it left small dents.

'I need some sleep.'


tell me if i fucked up on anything

vote bc im desperate 😉

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro