TW: SUICIDE ATTEMPT UNDER THE CUT. DO NOT READ THIS IS YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO IT.
The first bite of the blade into her flesh felt good.
It was like every ounce of depression and anxiety was slipping out with her blood.
This was the only way. Vraska would leave everyone alone if she was gone, she was only after her right? And she was as bad as the gorgon, judging people and killing them without a second thought. She didn't deserve to carry the title of Guardian of Thraben, she couldn't kill a monster that had been stalking them and she was just as bad.
She was useless with her broken ankle and wounded shoulder and with Gerline attacking the city she was just a liability. She had slept with her best friend and she honestly didn't think things would ever be the same again because she couldn't control herself.
And then there was Rem. He had left her and broken her and then he came back when she was finally healing and shattered her again. She knew that with time she'd get over him but in that moment it didn't see right. It just seemed...worthless. Everything was worthless. There wasn't a light at the end of the tunnel for her, there was no more hope for the Guardian of Thraben.
She closed her eyes and continued to slice her skin, feeling it pour down her arms. She dropped the blade, trembling.
Things started to go black.















