(Lachlan's POV)
Sitting on the floor of the bathroom, I held the razor blade to my wrist. I had never, ever, self-harmed myself before. It was a scary thought. I don't even know where the idea came from. It just... Came. I remembered the whole Pack recording I had just finished.
When the video was finally done, I expected to feel better, and have a decent conversation with the Pack members, but instead had been ignored. I tried to be patient, and cut in to speak every so often, but nobody listened, and I had soon given up. Nobody bothered to invite me to the conversation and I had left the call without a word. What good are friends when they don't even talk to you?
I felt my frustration building up, and I pressed down on my left wrist. I winced a bit at the sharp pain, but continued to press until I had a thin but deep bleeding cut. It would probably become a permanent scar judging from how deep it was. The blood had surprisingly started to dry up already.
I just sat there, on the cold floor, staring at my wrist. It suddenly hit me, the realization of what horrible thing had just happened. What have I done? I stood up shakily, throwing the razor blade to the floor and rushing to the sink. I ran the cold water over my wrist, wincing at the burst of pain. What would the others think if I told them? They'd think I was a freak. A freak that just wanted attention. As the bleeding ceased completely, I shut off the bathroom light and walked to my bedroom.
I just sat on my bed, and lay there, my head in my hands. I just cut myself... Out of anger towards Rob... He might have even been joking! I'm the one who's always teased, the constant mock of my accent, the reminder of how I sucked at Parkour and PvP... But what if it was a joke? I closed my eyes. My head hurt, my wrist stung, and I felt like I was going to throw up. Maybe it'd all be better in the morning. I knew one thing for sure.
I should really tell someone about this.
…But I can't
In my heart, I felt anger towards the rest of my Pack members. Mitch is always too busy doing something with Jerome, and wouldn't have any time for me. The fans were right to constantly ship them. Preston was always playing with Rob, and even though I knew Preston was one of my closest friends, what could I tell him? 'Hey Preston, I cut myself because of Rob!' He'd think I was jealous of how close Rob is with him.
That left Vik.
When I think about it, Vik really tries to include me in a lot of things. He began to play Treasure Wars with me on my second season. He plays Pixelmon with me. All that meant a lot to me, even if I might not show it much. Though I wasn't sure what he'd think of me if I told him. I couldn't bear it if I ruined our friendship…
What am I gonna do with myself...