You both have your own problems. Your own demons. Stuff that makes you feel like you’re drowning, and only the other can pull you up before you suffocate. Show him, you’re not afraid of him now. You’ve never been afraid of him. Villain and violent, infant and innocent. Both arms cradle you now, his arms cradle you now. Ryder has been your boyfriend for years now. You got together when you both were in the darkest time of your life. You, struggling with family issues and self harm and him, struggling with addiction. But as long as you were together, you both knew how to handle each other. It was going to be okay, because you were safe in his arms and he was safe in yours.

“I’ve got you..I’ve got you baby.” He whispers, rubbing the skin that you had cut again.