Cutting (Lame I know...)
Pairing: HunterCam
Genre: Angst/Romance
Rating: HN...PG-13 (For...blood?)
Standard Disclaimer
Small Short Fic I'm sorry, this is my mood at the moment, and I will get over it...I might just type his chapter of it or I might just leave it...I was listening to
Papa Roach- Last Resort when typing this...Read Where Have You Been? for a well-thought-rped-out-version of this fic
In Hunter's apartment Hunter is in the kitchen cooking...Hunter hadn't seen
Cam, his love, for around a week now...He was beginning to worry, and was brooding more than usual...It has been a week, Cam hasn't called, emailed or anything...Hunter sighed looking at the knife he was cutting carrots with, he
never thought of it before, instead of brooding, he could...well, cut
himself...Knowing that he could just tell Cam that he had cut his arm cooking, he cleaned the blade off on a rag before holding up his left arm,
putting the cold surface of the blade to his arm he closed his eyes and
pushed onto the blade, letting break skin, he then started to move the
blade down his arm...blood slowly following from the cut down his arm, opening his eyes he then pulled the blade away from his arm. Throwing the
knife into the sink, he then stared at the blood that flowed from the slash, down to the floor below. Putting his hand to his side he clenched
his hand, which was growing bloody. Hunter then began to cry, silently,
tears rolling down his face...
He then sighed, tears still rolling down his face... moving from where he stood to a small place where they keep a first aid kit. Taking it from its resting place with his right hand, he then opened it pulling out a roll of cloth, and he then silently wrapped it tightly around his arm. After doing
so he then went back to cooking, of course he cleaned the blood off the knife(using soap) before resuming his cutting, the cloth drenched in blood
already...
Hearing a door, Hunter grabbed a Onion and started to cut it...so he will have an excuse for crying...the one that entered was...Hunter never saw who it was...being weak from loosing too much blood he dropped the knife into the skin, he then slumped hitting the floor...he awoke in his room. Opening his eyes he looked to the left to him seeing Blake, he then looked to the right and saw...Cam, his love, looking at his arm, biting his lip, Hunter smiled weakly. Cam then began to cry, moving closer to Hunter wrapping his arms
around him, "Hanta..." Hunter sighed, "Camu..." Cam then broke away, "What....happened?" Hunter wanted to lie, but looking at Cam's face...he might not be able too...he loved Cam too much, he then muttered, "I cut myself..."
Cam's eyes became wide and he started to cry more. Blake was sniffling,
"Why...bro?" Hunter looked at his younger brother, "I have no excuse..." he then closed his eyes feeling faint. Cam was crying into his chest, "It...it's
my fault! F-father...sent me on a mission..." Hunter sighed and wrapped his
arms around Cam, "No...my fault for being depressed..."
Fin
Pairing: HunterCam
Genre: Angst/Romance
Rating: HN...PG-13 (For...blood?)
Standard Disclaimer
Small Short Fic I'm sorry, this is my mood at the moment, and I will get over it...I might just type his chapter of it or I might just leave it...I was listening to
Papa Roach- Last Resort when typing this...Read Where Have You Been? for a well-thought-rped-out-version of this fic
In Hunter's apartment Hunter is in the kitchen cooking...Hunter hadn't seen
Cam, his love, for around a week now...He was beginning to worry, and was brooding more than usual...It has been a week, Cam hasn't called, emailed or anything...Hunter sighed looking at the knife he was cutting carrots with, he
never thought of it before, instead of brooding, he could...well, cut
himself...Knowing that he could just tell Cam that he had cut his arm cooking, he cleaned the blade off on a rag before holding up his left arm,
putting the cold surface of the blade to his arm he closed his eyes and
pushed onto the blade, letting break skin, he then started to move the
blade down his arm...blood slowly following from the cut down his arm, opening his eyes he then pulled the blade away from his arm. Throwing the
knife into the sink, he then stared at the blood that flowed from the slash, down to the floor below. Putting his hand to his side he clenched
his hand, which was growing bloody. Hunter then began to cry, silently,
tears rolling down his face...
He then sighed, tears still rolling down his face... moving from where he stood to a small place where they keep a first aid kit. Taking it from its resting place with his right hand, he then opened it pulling out a roll of cloth, and he then silently wrapped it tightly around his arm. After doing
so he then went back to cooking, of course he cleaned the blood off the knife(using soap) before resuming his cutting, the cloth drenched in blood
already...
Hearing a door, Hunter grabbed a Onion and started to cut it...so he will have an excuse for crying...the one that entered was...Hunter never saw who it was...being weak from loosing too much blood he dropped the knife into the skin, he then slumped hitting the floor...he awoke in his room. Opening his eyes he looked to the left to him seeing Blake, he then looked to the right and saw...Cam, his love, looking at his arm, biting his lip, Hunter smiled weakly. Cam then began to cry, moving closer to Hunter wrapping his arms
around him, "Hanta..." Hunter sighed, "Camu..." Cam then broke away, "What....happened?" Hunter wanted to lie, but looking at Cam's face...he might not be able too...he loved Cam too much, he then muttered, "I cut myself..."
Cam's eyes became wide and he started to cry more. Blake was sniffling,
"Why...bro?" Hunter looked at his younger brother, "I have no excuse..." he then closed his eyes feeling faint. Cam was crying into his chest, "It...it's
my fault! F-father...sent me on a mission..." Hunter sighed and wrapped his
arms around Cam, "No...my fault for being depressed..."
Fin