This is actually the prologue, so just in case you were mad over how short it was.

This story is based off the movie, Wristcutters: A Love Story, which I absolutely love, and if you haven't seen it than you should!


Blaine was 17 when he offed himself.

Heartbroken and beaten down, he had stepped into his bathroom and taken razors to his wrists. He had watched the world fade at the corners, watched as the mirror became the floor. The last thing he had seen in the world of the Living was the bright red of his blood pooling around him on the tile floor.

He never really thought he'd ever be courageous enough to take the step and throw away his life. But when Nathan had broken up with him, it was like he didn't even have anything else to live for.

Nathan had been his everything. His family had disowned him and now his boyfriend had decided to rip his heart to shreds.

So of course. Suicide was the first option. That was before he knew what came afterwards. Before he knew that what came next was hell compared to the world of the living.