This kind of just happened...

Trigger warnings.


She wasn't addicted to it. She wasn't.

Mal felt the blade pressing against her skin,

Waiting to draw blood.

It was just a way of coping, she told herself.

Holding on to sanity.

She could stop if she wanted to.

She just didn't want to.

She needed it to hold on.

To stay strong.

To stay in control of herself.

And this was why she cut into her skin.

She was in complete control.

The blade cut a thin line.

She grimaced at the pain.

It wasn't comfortable.

She hated the feeling.

But it helped her stay in control.

It always would.


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-FlatFox