WARNING: Self harm

"Cal resus and Ethan cubicle 3 please" Zoe said

Ethan headed over to cubicle three. "Why does cal always get the better jobs, I mean its not as if hes better than me. If anything I'm better than him" Ethans thoughts were racing round his head. He hated Cal, they hadnt seen each other in years until a couple of weeks ago at their mums funera

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"Hello, my names Dr. Hardy, you must be Miss. Tang" Ethan said as he entered the cubicle. Ethan was determined to put his brother behind and focus on the case ahead. "How are you feeling?"

"My chest hurts, cant breathe properly"

"Ok, Robyn I would like FBCs, U and Es, an ECG and a chest x-ray. I'll be back shortly."Ethan wandered to the desk to collect his patients paperwork.

"Alright little bro, first day of work overwhelming. We both know you tend to struggle under pressure." Caleb had joined Etham at the desk, much to his annoyance.

"I'm fine Cal, nothing I cant handle."

Ethan left and returned to his patient. "Miss Tang, I have your results. Turns out you've got a mild case of Angina. Not to worry, I'll just write you a prescription up to collect" With that Ethan walked off for his lunch break.

He felt as if his concentration was off, but he reassured himself he was fine. I mean seeing your estranged brother doesn't happen everyday. His mother had just passed and he had just started a new job. As he stared at his lunch, Cals comment from the morning came into his mind and suddenly he was no longer hungry.

He threw his lunch into the bin and was about to return to his patient when he was called by Rita.

Zoe was in resus with his patient who had collapsed. "What on Earth have you done with this patient Ethan, she has a pneumothorax, did you not think to put a chest drain in?"

"She had Angina, I swear.."

"Luckly you're brother was on hand to help. Go home Ethan"

"I'm sorry Zoe"

"It's alright I get it. First day and all, no damage done."

Ethan left to get changed and couldn't help thinking how Zoe had compared him to Cal. His father used to do it all the time and thats why he grew to dislike him.

Ethan arrived at home. He slumped down onto the sofa and couldn't help but think about everything that had gone wrong. He looked at the picture of his mum, brother and himself. It was taking n about 10 years previous on a family holiday when they all got along and had fun.

He couldn't believe how much his life had deteriated since then. Him and Cal don't see eye to eye and his mother is now dead. A tear slipped down his cheek. He tried to wipe it away but before he knew it floods were tearing down his face.

He had a thought, one he'd never had before. He ran to the bathroom dismantling his razor to get a blade. "If patients can do it to make themselves feel better than why can't I?" He thought. He sat on the toilet seat and dug the razor into his wrist.

One.

Drop.

Two.

Drip.

Three

Drop.

Four.

Drip.

He made countless angry red marks down his : Selfharm

As he sliced his skin, all the pain, the hatred went away. Zoes anger, his hatred for cal and his mothers death.

His arms were covered in blood as he came to o a stop. He washed his arms and put the blade away. Ethan then made his way to bed, skipping dinner as well that day. Hr pomised himself he ould eat tomorrow and that he would never cut again.

But could he really keep it?

A/N: Thanks for reading. Did this on my phone so sorry for any typos. Was a nightmare to upload! Pease review/follow/favourite. I cant belive how many reads the firsr chapter got and those who reviwed thaks for the positive feedback :)