《Smile, Hero》A Razor Blade
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⚠️ warning!! Cutting and stuff in this chapter. I don't want y'all to feel triggered or anything, and if something needs to be changed to make you more comfortable, then just comment.
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America was in the bathroom. Again. This was becoming like his sanctuary of some sort. No one could get to him in here.
America POV
Ugh. How stupid could I be! I was so weak, so stupid. I couldn't even keep the useless mask on through my stay here!
And now I was in the bathroom.
You are pathetic. Sitting in the bathroom. What. Are you gonna cry? What a hero you are.
I. I just couldn't stand it. Everybody doubting me. No one caring about me. Life is about being happy. If you can't have the right to be happy and pursue what you want, then what did I have to live for? I had no one.
A tear slipped down my cheek, leaving a wet mark on my hand.
Crying. Pathetic.
No. This couldn't be the rest of my life. I couldn't spend the rest of my life hiding, but I also couldn't bear to spend it alone.
Just die then. If you aren't around, then you can't be alone.
That-that was right. I just, didn't need to live. I didn't have to live through all the hate and tears. I-I could just die.
I couldn't do this. I couldn't. I couldn't fucking do this anymore!
I got up, determined to find something useful. I opened up the drawers in Germany's bathroom and rummaged around. After finding what I was looking for, I dropped the razor on the ground and stepped on it, extracting the glinting blade from the plastic.
I sat in the bathtub.
I spoke to myself,
"You are weak," one cut.
"You are pathetic," two cuts.
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"You are a fat, disgusting, pig," cut, cut, cut.
I bit down on my lip to divert the pain, but couldn't help crying out after a especially deep cut. Tears trailed down my two cheeks, and blood dripped down my arm.
Useless, hamburger eating bastard.
I sobbed harder, burying my face in my legs, blade still gripped in my hand. Shaking.
All I needed was one perfectly placed cut. And I could leave this hellhole.
Wet cheeks, bloodied arms, this would be a sight. If anyone bothered to check on me that is.
I was going to do it. I tried to be happy. I really did. I just. I just couldn't be my own hero. I couldn't be anyone's hero apparently.
I pressed the sharp blade against my skin, cutting deep.
I winced in pain as the bloodied blade dragged against my arm.
There was pounding from the door.
Haha. Now they came. Not when I needed them the most.
"America-San!"
More pounding.
"Hehe. It's too late now dudes," I said in a pained voice.
My vision darkened as I rested my head against the wall.
"I guess I was too weak. To cowardly."
I laughed, finishing off the cut. Blood ran down my arm, and my head felt extremely light.
"I just hope, you don't treat the next one as badly."
The pounding stopped.
The last thing I heard was a scream.
I smiled.
Then everything went dark.
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