Jake Webber X Johnnie Guilbert Smut And Fluff

Bleeding(Angst)

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Dear audience,
I love you
-Callum.

Plot:Jake was thinking about how Johnnie used to self harm and tried it himself

Tw: SELF HARM DAWG DON'T READ THIS SHIT IT WILL PROLLY CAUSE RELAPSE OR JUST SELF HARM IN GENERAL REGARDLESS IF YOU DO IT OR NOT.

Jakes Pov:

I was in my room.

Just thinking.

Thinking is never good for me.

Results in bullshit.

I was thinking about how Johnnie used to cut himself.

Ive never understood why people hurt themselves.

It's not necessarily something I think about doing to myself.

But.

What did it feel like?

Was it a good feeling?

Did it hurt like a motherfucker?

I really wanna know.

I stood up and went tothe recording room.

I picked up the black switch blade off the table and shoved it in my pocket.

I went to the bathroom locking the door and pulling out the knife.

I pressed the button that ejected the knife and stared at the blade for a moment.

Should I do this?

Well no but you've never done it before what's the harm in doing it once?

Cause I could get addicted to it?

It's only one cut Jake stop being a pussy.

This could cause serious problems in the future.

Okay and? Yolo?

Fuck it.

I lifted up my left arm and looked at my wrist trying to decide where to cut.

I then flipped my arm so I was looking near the palm of my hand.

That's gonna hurt.

I turn my arm back around and decided to pick a spot right in the middle.

I placed the blade in the middle.

And began to drag it.

I hissed slightly at the pain.

It was a weird feeling.

My heart rate picked up and I watched as blood began to pool up in little beads.

I set the knife down and rub a finger over it, spreading the blood.

This isn't that bad.

It's kind of nice to see the blood.

That's not weird right?

No it's definitely weird what is wrong with me?

I grab the blade again, my intention to close it but now that I'm holding it....

One more won't hurt.

Right?

My arm is full of cuts.

I'm bleeding like crazy.

The cuts arnt deep but there is in fact blood all over my arms.

Fuck.

What do I do.

I grab a wad of toilet paper.

Dabbing off all the blood.

Knock knock knock

"Jakeee you've been in there forever, are you good?" Johnnie said from the other side of the door.

"uHm" I say my voice cracking.

"Yeah I'm good, I'm almost done" I say freaking out a little.

Is this how johnnie felt?

When he cut?

"Okay whatever you say" He said, it sount like he walked away and I sighed with relief.

I closed the blade not thinking about cleaning it off.

I put it in my pocket and open the bathroom door looking out to see if Johnnie is there.

He isn't, so I sprint off to my room shutting the door.

I open my closet door and grab a hoodie putting it on.

God why did I do that.

I'm so dumb

Fuck 'Yolo' this is stupid why did I do that.

557 words

I can do a part 2 if you want with fluff

-kall