×Self harm Trigger Warning×

Gerard's POV

Frank helped me to the bathroom.
"Do you want me to leave?" He asked as he sat me down on the toilet lid and turned the bath off and out some cold in.
I didn't know what I wanted to be honest.
I looked down and messed with my fingers.
"Gee? Do you want me to stay or go?" He asked and knelt in front of me.
"I don't know." I said quietly.
"How about I help you get in the bath and I'll leave you for a while and come back." He said.
I nodded.
Frank smiled.
"Want me to help you get undressed?" He asked.
I shook my head.
"Actually I can mange by myself thanks. You go out and enjoy your pizza." I said and stood up keeping hold of the wall for support.
"You sure? You look like you about to fall over." He said.
"I can manage." I said and smiled at him.
"Okay, give me a shout if you need me." He said.
"Will do." I said and Frank walk out the room.

Once he was gone I had to sit down.
"Fuck." I muttered and put my head in my hands.
I knew I was weak but I didn't know I was this bad.
I managed to get my top off but I couldn't get back up to get my trousers off.
I looked down at my body and I was just skin and bone pretty much.
I looked at my arms and saw all the scars which I had collected over the years. Some where white others bumpy.
I sighed and got up and my trousers was round my ankles right away.
I shuffled across the bath from and looked for something which I could cut myself with.
I smiled when I found a razor blade.
I picked it up and looked at for a few seconds and do some more damage to myself.

After I had finished doing what I was doing I looked around and realise for some fucked up reason Frank had carpet in the bathroom.
"Well shit." I muttered to myself and felt really light headed.
Before I could even get to sit down I just collapsed.

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