T R I G G E R  W A R N I N G

S E L F   H A R M  A N D 
S U I C I D A L  T H E M E S

D I S C O N T I N U E  I F
T H E S E  TO P I C S  A R E  T O   S E N S I T I V E  T O  Y O U

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Your P.O.V:

Flashback.

"I-..I self-harm.."

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Althought unbelievable, my ears cried at the words that poured from Mark's beautiful lips. How could a boy so amazing and perfect in every way feel the need to take blades to his pale, snow toned skin? He's been ruining himself all this time, in silenced pain, and no one noticed or helped him, no one! Not even me! And I hate myself for that!

Right after I found out he had been self harming at school this morning, I grabbed his hand and we ditched school. I wasn't allowing him to be alone or either of us return to school until I knew damn well that Mark was NEVER gonna do that kind of thing to himself again.

At home..

We stepped through the doorway, our hands still clneched toegter went unnoticed as I lay Mark down on his bed. His eyes still seemed dark and hollow from crying, and it made me want to cry too. The state he has secretly been in brought my heart to a bone breaking fall at the bottom of my stomach.

It was..

Indescribable.

"Mark"

He looked up shameful.

"Show me again" I demanded.

A single tear allowed itself to fall from my left eye as I stared down at the self destruction piece on Mark's arms.

"Y-Y/N..." he stuttered.

As softly a I could, I began caressing the top of his hands before responding, "Yes Mark?".

"D-do y..you hate m-me...?" he questioned, fearful that I may nod my head in agreement.

"No! Never, Mark! I love you, goddamn it, why would I ever hate you?" I defended, worried eyes gazing back into his, widened in shock.

"Y-you what?" he asked unsteadily, unsure of what I said.

With a random voice of confidence shining through, I spoke, "I said I love you Mark! Okay?"

Crying, I threw my arms around him. Rough sobs soaked his once dry sweater, dampening the material slightly. I clenched the back of the clothing, sniffling, and as I did, the sweet scent of his shirt was observed, taking it in generously. When I released a huge held in breath, he hugged back tightly, pulling me down on top of his chest.

We remainded positioned in the others embrace for at least a half hour, only our tears and body warmth, no words.

Until he said something.

"I love you too"

My eyes widened in disbelief. Deciding to glance up at Mark, who was already staring down at me. He leaned his face down to mine, but I flinched, lunging backwards. He only smiled.

"Y/N. Lastnight wasn't a mistake, I wanted it to happen, and I want us both to remember it. I just said that because I wasn't sure that you felt this way. But now that I know, I don't have to hide, and neither do you".

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"I love you"  was his last words before hovering his lips over mine, almost nothing in seperation.

"I love you too Mark Lee" I finally admitted again.

His smile only grew wider as he brought his hand to my face before connecting our lips firmly, but gently. Our eyes silently shuddered closed in sync as our lips molded together timely. I felt his fingers make their way from the side of my cheek to my hair, running them through it. Cautiously, his other hand, which, was gripped on my waist, slightly pulled closer. I placed mine beside his neck as he slowly pulled from the kiss.

His lips still barely laying over mine, he whispered, "That wasn't a mistake either, kay".

When our faces we're apart enough to stare at the others expression(s), which we're mostly red with embarrassment, he giggled You know, that fucking laugh when he is trying to..
Mark: Hi, I'm Mark
Johnny: I'm Johnny
Mark: and we- *heheHehhHeREehE*

I rested my forehead against his, more tears forcing their way out. My heart raced as he pulled me onto his lap, holding me tightly.

"Mark, how long have y-you felt this way...?" I asked nervously, hugging him back.

"Since I ever laid eyes on you. Your so beautiful and gentle. If I had a rose for every goddamn time I wish I could've said I love you or kissed you before just now, I'd have an endless garden to walk in. Your everything and more, and I hate myself for never admitting this before. That's why I felt the need to.. t-to cut.. but I love you, and I always have and never will stop. I need you in my life, and if I ever lost you, I'd lose myself quicker than I could say I love you. So please", he took his hands in mine.

"Don't go."

I shook my head, smiling weakly.

"Never."

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Sorry from grammar errors, mispellings, etc,.

Sorry that this chapters a little short, but I didn't have many ideas on how to continue even though I want(ed) to anyways. Can you guys comment some ideas for me? And I'll tag you in the chapter to credit the help and creative thoughts I use your idea for. Only requirement/rule is please no science fiction o fantasy elements kay?

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