A/N: just a request for a friend J it's my first time doing Emo hurt so bear with me here.
Carlos sat alone in his room, his face tear stained from crying.
It hurts….it hurts….it hurts.
He though over in over, thinking of the pain his heart felt at the moment. The small Mexican boy hugged his knees tight letting fresh tears fall down his tan skin.
"just let the pain go away" he murmured through his arms.
He let the tears fall. after an hour or so his sobs turned to heaving breathing, but the hurt still was there. He looked up staring into the bathroom. Something catching his eye.
A razor blade.
It looks so welcoming
He though slowly getting up walking towards it,
The Latino slowly picked up the razor looking at the light reflect off the blades.
He knew exactly what he wanted to do, and he intended on doing it.
He looked down at his wrist then at the razor, biting his lip he pressed the razor against his skin and slowly slide the blade across his tanned skin, closing his eyes at the pain.
Carlos' hand starting shaking as he pulled this bloody blade away. He let the razor drop to the floor, he looked at the cuts that scared his once cut free wrist.
The small boy let himself drop to the floor still in a daze from what he just did.
The pains gone
"Carlos?"
Carlos looked up ad saw James slowly opening the door.
Shit
"Carlos what's going on in here?" The brunette asked
"nothing" Carlos mumbled
James looked down at Carlos' bleeding wrist his hazel eyes filled with tears of there own.
"C-Carlos"
The Latino looked up at his taller friend with hurt in his eyes.
"y-yeah"
"w-what did you do!"
Carlos grabbed his wrist and looked down.
"my hand slipped…"
James hazel eyes that were normally filled with joy seeing Carlos where now filled with pain, seeing his friend, well boyfriend like this.
Slowly and steadily James walked over to his hurt love and sat by him, Carlos turned away.
"why?"
"why what?"
James grabbed his wrist trying not to press down on the cuts
"This Carlos! This why did you do this!" James said his voice shaky, trying not to cry
Carlos reluctantly tried to pull away but James grasp was hard to get out of.
There was no other choice for the Latino he had to tell his boyfriend.
"hurt" he said softly
"Hurt? Carlos….."
"Hurt James hurt! I'm afraid your gonna leave me and it hurts to think about it!"
James looked down at Carlos who was crying into his arm the wasn't in his grasp. The sight broke his heart.
"Baby, I'll never leave you" James said pulling Carlos into a tight.
Carlos pushed his face into James' chest and cried.
"y-you promise?" Carlos muffled voice said
James reasted his head on Carlos head "I promise"
"I love you" Carlos' lips mumbled upon James chest
"I love you to" James said stroking the shorter boys hair lovingly
James stayed there with Carlos the whole night until Carlos cried himself to sleep, The Brunette admiringly stared at his sleeping boyfriend. Something across the floor caught his eye.
The blade.
The blade Carlos used.
Through the hurt, the blade lets out the pain…
James thought and kissed Carlos' forehead.