Please Don't Save Me [BkDk]

IZUKU POV: (Chapter 10)
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Swearing
Blood
Self harm
Mentions of self harm
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A few hours had passed and I had grown even more dead internally than before, I finally heard footsteps fade away as someone walked out the room. I paused for a second, silently celebrating and slowly opened one eye, adjusting to the bright light.

Once I had regained my ability to see properly, I glanced around and processed that no one was in the room. I got overjoyed and sat up in the bed, cracking my fingers like a teenager in middle school.

I groaned softly and looked at the iv's in my arm, I laughed mentally and plucked them out easily, enjoying the slight sting that occurred and the small drops of blood that seeped out through the small openings.

I sat up on the side of the bed, sticking out my tongue at the blinding sight before me. I was staring directly into a mirror, and it was horrific, god it was fucking awful, I turned my head away, glancing at the surrounding room.

Standing up, I was silently ignoring the slight dizziness that overwhelmed me as I rose. My hand gripped onto the windowsill, I looked down at the trees below. I then looked around the room with a mischievous expression and reached my hand to the window.

My wrist rotated and the window swiftly opened, I looked at the window like a deer in headlights. How stupid can they be to leave a window unlocked? Oh well, that's a positive for me! I looked behind me and noticed a beautiful sight before me.

A stunning, shining, glimmering pair of surgery scissors was staring right back at me. I almost stumbled towards them, holding them in my hand with an expression that could only be described as a hyperactive child being told they have are being provided an infinite amount of chocolate.

Happiness overjoyed me for once in my pathetic excuse of a life. I went and sat on the windowsill with the window wide open, my legs swung freely whilst I looked down at the forest below my hospital room.

I debated jumping but shook my head 'no' and smiled softly again after noticing how my smile had faded gradually. I looked down at the surgery scissors still shining brightly, a little laugh slipping from my lips as I brought it to my wrist joyfully.

My fingers slowly traced along the faded scars from before, they did a good job at healing them with recovery girls help. I parted the surgery scissors and brought one of the ends down to where my veins were on my wrist.

I glanced behind me one more time before my smile widens ever so slightly and I dig the metal into my arm harshly, the blood was already seeping out from the indent. My arms were shaking slightly since I hadn't done this in a while, however I didn't falter in any of my movements.

The blade of the scissors dig deeper into my wrist as I dragged it in a downwards motion, making it so my skin was being torn towards me. The beautiful red colour dripping down from the newly opened wounds and onto the windowsill base.

I clutched the sharp metal tightly, blood gently pouring out from my fingertips as I did so, my heart was racing with adrenaline pumping through me. I took a deep breath in and hovered over a large vein on my upper wrist.

After a little moment of pondering, I pressed the cold metal back down onto my wrist, when I do so, blood gushed out almost instantly which startled me a bit but then my already wide smile grew even wider if that was even possible.

I then hummed a little tune to make sure I didn't get bored afterwards and had something to go off of incase I went into hysterics. I clutched the scissors desperately once again and started slashing at the one obvious vein in my arm that trailed from my wrist up to my shoulder.

Blood stained the sleeves of the hospital gown I was in. But do I actually care? No. Of course I don't, my hand swished in a similar way to when you are painting as I glanced at my other blank canvas on my other arm.

I stared at my blank arm for a second, and then started looking between my now blood covered arm and my clean arm. What the actual fuck is clean though? I then move the scissors to my other shaking hand to hold.

The blood cascaded down my wrist and the scissors. Placing some pressure down on my other wrist, I inhale and then press down the scissors to start on my other arm. Beautiful crimson red fell down as I dragged the metal along my skin.

Clear wounds formed as a gentle gust of wind blew past and I swayed my legs freely. My hand reached up to slice horizontally along a relatively big vein on my right upper arm.

As I felt my head spinning again, I threw the scissors to the ground and leaned out the window, the gentle wind blowing a bit of blood away from my wounds, partly drying them as well.

However, nothing ever likes to go my way and always wants to fuck me off so when I had leaned out and felt my body shift off the window, after a few moments of freedom again. A fucking hand grasped me.

To say I was annoyed was a massive understatement, I was pissed as fuck that I audibly responded without acknowledging the fact I did.

"Oh for fucks sake, why does someone always have to catch me?! My voice radiated through the air as I hung with my arm above the rest of my body, my palm clenched and unclenched to try and release myself from the persons grip.

"Don't act like you are a saviour, you honestly don't know anything and you shouldn't get involved in anything either" I exclaim and roll my eyes sarcastically, not as if they could see it but it felt mandatory to do in that situation.

As I was slowly being pulled up, I pouted slightly. I was not just a little bit disappointed bur I was so annoyed I decided to throw a tantrum like a toddler.

As soon as I was pulled back into the room, I teared up and started hitting the ground as if in defeat, I payed on the floor and cried quietly to myself, the words of disappointment running through me as I processed another failed attempt.

However, this person didn't seem to mind when I got up and started pacing back and forward and pulling at my hair in irritation, they simply stood up and sat on my hospital bed.

A salty taste filled my mouth as tears rolled down my cheeks and slipped onto the inside of my lips, my lip was quivering and my hands were clenched together by my sides.

The blood was still slowly cascading down my wrists as Iooked with blurry vision towards the figure sitting on my bed. You would never guess who it is.

If you guessed my sensei. You are right! That stupid caring bastard saved me again, I walked towards him and lightly pushed his head, annoyed and frustrated as a wave if emotions washed over me.

Tears rolled quickly down my cheeks as I let out a quiet sob, my hands banging down lightly on his chest. He allowed me to do so and sat still as thought after consideration slipped out of my mouth.

There was a silence in the room after a while, the only sounds was the quiet ticking of the clock and small sniffles coming from me.

I had ended up on the floor with his arms wrapped tightly around me, and now he was gently wrapping bandages around my wrists after treating them.

I will be honest, it was a pretty shit attempt considering all of my other ones, but it almost worked. Especially when I had that free feeling again, even if it was only for a moment.

Yet now, on this cold white floor, the blank walls, blinding ceiling, boring white lampshade, plain white bedsheets and duvet along with all of the white furniture and equipment was the last thing I was able to see before my cinciousness faded away out of exhaustion.
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1417 words!

I'm sorry this is kind of rushed, I wanted to make a birthday post today! (It depends where you are but my birthday is the 18th of October, it may or not be the 18th for you depending on when you see this and where you are reading this from the world) I want to say sorry for taking so long to write this, considering how it isn't even good. Yet, if you did read this, thank you and I hope you have an amazing day/noon/night wherever you are and a little reminder to stay hydrated and eat well and get enough sleep. Yet again, a little apology or this rushed chapter but I wanted to get this out today, it is severely worse than my other chapters but thank you for reading anyways. And I didn't check for any spelling mistakes so if you  see a lot, then I'm sorry. Thank you and goodbye, take care of yourself!