◇◇◇WARNING◇◇◇
☆TRIGGER WARNING AHEAD☆
♡DRUGS AND SUICIDE♡
(You'll get alot of this)
I am not promoting suicide.
Please don't dislike because of the content, I'm not meaning to be mean or anything, I'm warning you because some people are really sensitive..
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I woke up and saw the photo of my friends (the ones Joker brought) next to me.
I frowned and rolled over, I'm in a bed?'
I thought, I saw Joker laying next to me with his eyes closed.
He looked peaceful, it was odd seeing him without a crazed look on him.
I gave a sad look and walked to the bathroom, I locked the door and looked through all the draws and cupboards, "nothing" I whispered.
I unlocked and opened the door, Joker still sleeping, I went over to a small table in the corner of the room, I gave a shaky breath and picked up the razor that was next to a pile of cocaine.
I walked over to Joker and sighed, I planted a kiss on his cheek and sketched the words 'Sorry' on the bedside table with the razor.
I opened the bathroom door and locked it again.
I sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, I looked at myself in the wall mirror, a few tears fell from my (E/C) eyes.
I pushed down and ran the razor down both my wrists, shaking and crying I sat on the floor, spot of blood came from the thin cuts. I squeezed some of them, occasionally cutting over one another. Contemplating ending it.