Random Outsiders stuff [ongoing]

How they would react to finding out you self-harm.

Dally- (Sensitivity warning) He's honestly just a big teddy bear for you and you only. It was like 2 in the morning, so you were in the bathroom with the door locked and a blade in your hand. You pull the band aids from last time off and see that the scars stay.  You continue to deepen the wounds by making yet another incision following your scars. You start screaming out in pain as the blade grazes your skin. He walks in half drunk from Buck's, tripping over the doormat. He hears you scream and starts to approach the door.   He knocks loudly but you don't answer. 

"Open the door, Doll," he asked. You lean against the door sobbing silently to yourself. 

"Please?"

"N-no" you studder. 

"Then move away from the door." when you say nothing, he responds "that wasn't a question." 

He hears you move and somehow opens the door despite it being locked. He's shocked by what he sees. There's blood on the floor and he sees you holding a blade and slits on your wrist. By this time, you're both crying. 

"Stop. Whatever you're doing, stop. I don't want to see you go down the same path as me. it's not gonna help you. It's only gonna make things worse. Trust me. I know. "

"W-what do you m-mean?" 

"There was a point in my life where I was in the same situation as you. I wanted to end my life. I hated everyone and everything. The whole gang tried to help me but..." he paused and rolled up his sleeves revealing deep cuts and scars. "Look, all I'm saying is...It's not worth it. Trust me. Ok Doll?" You nod slowly.  He walks over to you and pulls you into a hug, swaying you a bit. 

"Love ya Doll" 

Johnny- (This is aged up like...5 years and you have a house together away from his parents also, HUGE emotional warning, and abuse warning.) It was evening and Johnny went out to the lot to watch the sunset with Pony. You waited for a few minutes before you were sure they were gone. You went over to the jewelry box you keep on your shelf and pull out a black and silver switch from your father who passed recently. (Johnny obviously knew about this) You headed to the bathroom and locked the door. You sighed and started to cry as you rolled up your right sleeve, clutching the switch in your left hand. 

"I'll always remember and love you dad," his last words replay in your head: "Stay strong for me." you take a deep breath and make a small cut, careful not to pop a vein. You watched as tears poured from your eyes blurring your vision as blood started to trickle down your arm onto the counter. 

The door opened and you heard Johnny calling your name. "Hey Y/N! I'm back... Love?" You didn't answer. He started freaking out thinking something bad happened to you. You made another incision on your wrist. You tried to muffle your screams with your hand, but he still heard you. 

"Y/N? What's wrong?" he asked you. After some convincing, and hearing he was crying, you gave in and opened the door. His heart shattered when he saw you standing there, blood pouring from your wrists and tears staining your cheeks. 

"W-why?" he sobbed, "P-please, stop. I-I, y-you're all I h-have l-left. I-I couldn't ever l-live with-hout you. Please?..." 

"My-my father. I-I don't know how I'm gonna live without him! He's all that I've had! My whole life! He was all I had! My mother you ask?! I told you! She was awful! She kicked me out of her house for the first time at FIVE! FIVE!! Don't you see?! My father was all I had and now he's gone! I hate my life!! I wanna go be with him! In the afterlife! I'm sorry! I loved you! I truly did! But my time's up! I'm sorry!" 

He comes over and hugs you tightly and plants a light kiss on the top of your head. "Don't ever leave me. Please?" you nod into his shoulder. He cleans your wounds and you guys go sit on the couch and cuddle. (sry the ending is rushed, I just felt it would be too long. Also, sry about the length.) 

Two- (This is aged up like 3 years and yea) It was late at night, and he was asleep. You carefully got out of bed and grabbed your switch from the drawer in your nightstand. You went to the living room, the farthest room from the bedroom, and rolled up your sleeve. You made your first cut. Blood started to flow, and tears started to pour. You kept cutting. Two eventually woke up and he went to the kitchen to get a beer and chocolate cake in the middle of the night at like 12 am cuz he's Two-Bit. When he walked into the kitchen, he was about to grab a beer but saw you sitting on the living room floor. He closed the fridge and went over to you. 

"Hey Y/N, you alright?" he asked sitting next to you and grabbing you hand. You started to worry as there was blood on your hand. 

"Y/N, what's this?" he gets up and turns on a lamp, "What?...Why are you doing this?" 

"I-I just...hate my life! No one loves me! I'm an awful person! In so many ways!" you scream, crying. 

"Hey, that's not true. I love you. The gang loves you. Plus, how bad of a person could you be? You're smart, loving, kind, responsible, beautiful and funny. What else could anyone ever want?" He asks, getting you to grin. 

"Thanks, but it couldn't be further from the truth. I'm not any of those things. I'm not. Really, can't even understand how or why you love me." you said, crying into his shoulder. He would just start cracking jokes non-stop until you were happier while bandaging your arm. :) (In all seriousness, yall are beautiful and amazing; show yourself love, you deserve it :)

Steve- (This is aged up 5 years, yea.) You were sitting in the lot with a switch held to your wrist. He was walking home from work and saw you sitting there and came over to you. Not noticing him walking up behind you, you make your first cut. You start sobbing softly as you watch blood flow. 

"Y/N! What the hell?!" he yells at you while grabbing the blade as you look up at him. "Stop. Tell me why you're doing this to yourself." 

"Everyone hates me. Why are you even with me? Evie was better for you." you say blandly. 

"And I love Soda romantically." he added. 

"What?! You're crazy! That can't be true!" you say. 

"Yea. It's not. Just like what you just said. Evie...she...didn't work out. She wasn't right for me. You know that. Come on. Let's go clean up your arm and get some chocolate cake." 

Sorry Steve, Darry and Pony were shorter than the rest. I had a bit of writer's block. Also, I can't really see them in that situation. 

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