The razor, the moonlight, the aching emotions...To Raivis, it was all a familiar rendezvous of a blade and skin. He'd grown to love it, to run to the silver blade whenever times got rough. Through days of torture from a drunk Russian, to nights of lonesome nightmares and quiet sobs. A forbidden romance, if you will.
"Pathetic..." He whispered bitterly as he sliced the razor against his snow kissed skin. "Absolutely pathetic...I deserve this." This had been repeated many times, sadly. It was no time at all and Raivis's wrist and forearm was adorned with almost seventy new cuts, red overlapping red, beads of scarlet falling from his wrists like the tears on his cheeks. He gripped his bloody wrist tight, squeezing the cuts, his nail digging into the skin, craving more and more blood.
This midnight ritual of self hate lasted an hour longer than the last one.
Raivis awoke in a room unfamiliar to him, his senses numb and skin painful. He glanced down at his body, hwas wearing inly his boxers and his white undershirt, splattered with blood from last night. His thighs were wrapped in soft bandages from where the razor blade had kissed them. His arms sported the same medical cloth. "..W-Wha...?" He muttered.
Eduard peeked in, face colored in concern. "Oh! You're awake! I was so worried, Raivis..." He said in a hurry, rushing over to the Latvian's side.
"What happened...?" Raivis asked, dull violet eyes meeting Eduard's sea green ones.
Eduard paused, mouth opening, then closing as he struggled to find words. "..Y-You fainted, Raivis...From blood loss, I assume...Why didn't you tell me about this?"
Raivis just stared, unable to find the words in his throat.
"Never mind...You're not in such condition to answer something so personal. Are you feeling any pain?"
Raivis shook his head.
Eduard sighed a bit. "I'll let you sleep. Ivan is gone to deal with his boss, so you'll be just fine. Toris has finished your work for you. If you need anything, call me." He said as he exited his room.
Raivis only nodded before pulling the blankets a bit closer, drifting off into a numb sleep.
A.N. - I really really wanted to re-write this. Meh. I'll re-do chapter two also. I hope you enjoy!