BUNNIE~
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like a dark twist too
like he killed one of them after they beat him up
and he doesnt remember because multiple personality
and it doesnt fit because hes so innocent
which makes it better
This made him begin to cry silently to himself. Of course he was unwanted, of f---ing course. He hid his eyes from no one as Nurse Meanie entered to take him to group. Next would be Carl's room, if she could force Jordan out. -
OMG .o.
They sent you away, they don't love you, you're worthless, you're worthless were some of the things ringing in Carl's head. Carl sat up, picking up the razor, the coldness of the metal sending shivers up his arms. But what about Jordan? -
ayeeee its happening >=^]
Nurse Meanie actually felt some extent of upset for the male, and helped him stand, giving a motherly kiss to him forehead. She held him close, shushong him. "I know, sweetheart, I know. Calm down." She swayed him lightly. -
OMG YOU MONSTER!
XP
and what the f--- is up with Nurse Meanie???? like... "Nurse Meanie" now she's... nice oh s--- somethings wrong... XD
Dude I'm wondering if I should make him cut though... :S
Jordan doesn't care, he's just pretending to so he won't hurt your feelings. He's just like the rest. You're worthless no one cares about you, not even your own family, they sent you away Hot tears started to swell in Carl's eyes as he slowly pulled up his sleeve. -
i like the idea tbh
i know she has dat change of heart
3'''': feed that story
Nurse (forgot her name so) Kayla pat his head a couple of times. "You're alright, now let's go get your friend, alright?" Jordan internally scoffed, but he would head with her, even if he was feeling nothing but hurt. He followed after Nurse Kayla and she started on her way out. Suddenly, she stated,
"You can have the frog if with make the eyes fabric instead." Jordan squealed. -
Me too, it adds a wicked twist I just had to put that there XD :3
she dose .o.
3;
Carl didn't have a reaction at all the old scars from cutting, some which have faded, others which haven't as much. He put the razor to his arm, the coldness of the blade sending more shivers up his arms. He grit his teeth and with one swift move, he moved the blade from one side to the other.
Pain shot up his arm but for some reason he kind of liked it. He liked the pain, the pain let him know he was alive, that he was still alive, but at the same time he hated it. The pain let him know he was alive, but he didn't want to be alive. He wated to be alive, but dead. You deserve to be dead -
NICE
this baking soda burns
D:
Kayla pushed her way into Carl's room, not expecting to see him with a piece of weaponry. Jordan had stayed leaning against the doorway, not feeling as though e should enter. If Carl didn't even have the decency to tell him that he would be going, Jordan didn't think that he would give him much attention.
Kayla gasped, briskly pacing to the bed.
"Sweetheart! Give me that, please!" -
oooooooowwwwww i dun like it when it burns DX
Carl wasn't expecting anyone to burst though the door. He jumped up and walked backwards, the razor still in his hand, now with the tint of blood on it. Carl was shaking now, his whole arm going numb with the pain. Carl shook his head. "No, no, it's better this way," Carl says, letting a tear stream down his face. "So I don't burden anyone." -
burning hurts
Jordan had decided to listen in, and when he did so, he felt horrible. He scurried in, going straight to Carl. He knew exactly what he was doing. He forced a hug onto him, hoping to receive some kind of reaction from him. He planned on convincing Carl to drop the blade, to see the good in himself. He though nobody derserved to hate theirselves, especially if they are kind.
Kayla watched on with a nurse tap going on with her right foot. What an interesing situation. -
My brother spilled hot chocolate on his lap onetime and he got burnt real bad. .o.
"Please stop this," Carl whispers softly. His voice would be harsh and demanding but he couldn't use that kind of voice on Jordan. He just couldn't. "Just stop." Carl was slowly falling apart bit by bit, the razor slipping from his hand and dropping on the floor, blood dripping on the ground. -
omfg poor boy ;-;
Jordan refused to let himself be hurt by this statement, so he promptly stepped off, grabbing the razor from the floor. Nurse Kayla slowly approached Carl, having grabbed the first-aid kit from the special place in the room. Jordan swallowed. He had only been trying to help. His eyes cast to the floor, he only waited, not finding any interest to do much else. -
I laughed.
he cried
then laughed
and then i laughed again
and then we had a snowball fight and things were KK :3
"No," Carl says more harshly. He backed up and moved his arm away. "No, no," he says again, while shaking his head. He didn't care anymore, he just didn't give a damn. "No I won't let you." -
oh that is so sweet :')
Kayla used her gentlest voice, "Jordan cares and you are letting him down.." Her voice shook, not having to deal with something like this for quite a long period of time. She put her hand out, gesturing for the boy to give her his arm. It obviously wasn't going to kill him, but it still seemed nasty. -
haha it was fun :3
Imma make Carl an ass right now
Carl shook his head again and he grit his teeth. "Make me," he spits, really wishing that he never met Jordan. The kid was nice, but now he pulled him in this mess; he was not only hurting himself, but now he was hurting Jordan, and that made him hate himself even more. -
Sorry. Was writing homework.
Fabuloussss. Now I can reveal Jordan's violente sideeee.
"I really do not want to take serious action," she warned, her voice dropping on the last few words. She had hoped that she would be able to convince the boy to trust her. "You are a nice boy, so please, give me the arm." Jordan, meanwhile, glanced up with malice and a hint of a bitter feeling residing in those usually innocent eyes of his. He twitched, cracking in jaw menacingly.
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