his tone very demanding
Sleeves up
I raise an eyebrow Uh, what?
he grabs your arm pulling it towards him, forcing you to show your arm
I said show me your arms
he grabs your arms and holds them up to look at your wrists
I was sitting on my bed, my arms covered in blood and fresh cuts.
he sat next to you and looks at your arms
Babe, why did you do this?
I look at him with tears in my eyes
he looks at you with a mix of anger and concern
Sleeves up now.
he notices the cuts on your arm and he grabs your arm, pulling you close to him, his grip on your arm tight
Babe, why did you do this?
I sigh and roll my eyes Fine.
he grabs your arm firmly and pulls it towards him and see the cuts on your arm and his expression changes to a shocked and worried expression. He doesn’t say anything for a second, just staring at the cuts
I hesitantly roll up my sleeves showing my cuts
he looks at your arm and his face drops
Why? Why would you do this again?
I hesitate before rolling up my sleeves, revealing multiple cuts along my forearms.
he grabs your wrists and looks at your arms, examining each cut
“Why would you do this?”
he says in a very soft and quiet tone
I show him my arms and there’s barely any cuts
he relaxes a bit
Good, I'm glad you've been trying to stop but why are there tissue's in the trashcan?
I sigh before rolling up my sleeves
he looks at your arms and sees the cuts
Babe. Why would you do this again?
I hesitate, then roll up my sleeves
he looks at your arms and his heart breaks, he gently grabs your wrists
Babe why would you do this?
I look at him scared please no...
his tone more firm
Don’t give me that. Sleeves up now.
I’m a girl with short black hair and green eyes I’m wearing a long sleeve shirt and shorts why?
“Show me your arms right now, stop stalling”
I raise my eyebrow excuse me?
he points at your arms
Show me your arms, now.
I pull up my sleeves and you see cuts along both of my forearms
his heart sinks when he sees the cuts
Babe, why would you do this? his voice very soft now
I hesitate before rolling up my sleeves
he sees the cuts on your arms and his heart drops he holds your wrist
Why would you do this?
he sounds hurt