2D's POV:
Well, Russell came right when Noodle called, said not to tell my mom, then he and Noodle searched for me for about twenty minutes. Seriously, no one guessed I was under my bed. Anyway, when they found me, Russell saw what I had done to myself, had Noodle grab the first aid kit, and got straight to work.
"Come on, man, why you doin' this?!" Russell groaned as he cleaned my wounds. He was cleaning them harshly, as if he wanted to make sure it was so unenjoyable that I never did it again.
"I dunno, accident?" I suggested.
"You and I both know damn straight that you do know, and this is far from a damn accident!" He argued, making Noodle, who was perched on my bed, jump.
"OW! Damn it, Russ, that hurts!" I shot back as he poured more peroxide on my cuts.
"Yeah, no shit, and so does cutting, you did this to yourself!" He grabbed the gauze out of the first aid box and went back to work. He seemed really angry. Seemed.
Noodle, who had gotten over her recent scare, jumped off my bed and walked over to the computer chair I was sitting in.
"Toochi okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"No he ain't!" Russell growled, having successfully bandaged one of my arms.
"Toochi hurt?"
"No."
"Yes!"
I guess Noodle figured out I was lying, because she got up, ran to her room, and returned with a box of Hello Kitty band aids.
"Where hurt at?" She asked, already unwrapping a bandage.
"His head." Russell commented, and began cleaning my other wrist.
Noodle stood on her tip toes, and placed the band-aid on my forehead. I smiled. I knew she knew that a band-aid couldn't help me, but it probably made her feel better that she was at least doing something to help.
"2D arm hurt?" She asked, looking at my wrapped-up wrists.
Of course, I nodded, and before I knew it, I was covered in bandages.
"There." Noodle seemed proud of herself, but a little upset that she used up all her band aids. She set the box on my bed, then ran to get more. Once she was gone, Russell turned to me.
"'D, was this intentional?"
"Was what?"
"All those cuts, did you mean to do this?"
"I told you, it was an accident."
By now, Russell's mood had completely changed, he didn't seem mad anymore, just worried.
"Are you sure it was an accident?"
"Yes."
"'D, be honest with me, I can't help you if you aren't honest."
"Fine...Truth is..."