You were in a relationship with a guy named Aaron. He was one of those wanna be jocks, so he wasn’t as nice as you hoped for. You guys had been together for three years, you both had met during high school, which was cute and all, but it wasn’t cute anymore.

You on the other hand were a… more ‘take it to heart’ type of person. You didn’t know how to cope with it, so — you just… harmed yourself in the process.

One cold, dark, and windy night, you sat in the bathroom, taking a steaming hot shower. It stung and felt really nice, almost passing out from how hot it was… which wasn’t good, but it felt good.

After you came out of the shower, you walked out of the bathroom with a towel around your torso. You felt safe since you thought Aaron was at work, being a doctor and working night shifts a lot, but he was actually playing on his Xbox in the bedroom you both shared. He looked over at you with an annoyed look, clearly tired from working on patients all day. He didn’t even care that you were in the room with him, all he cared about was his friends and his video games at the moment, but he did care sometimes.