So sorry for the hiatus! I haven't felt the urge to update, and to be honest, I still don't. So here, have a filler chapter. This takes place before the events from chapter 3, just to let you know. Thanks for staying with me, guys!
Alex looked at his wrists. No one knew the dangerous habit he had developed over the past two months: cutting. It started when he found his father's razor blades. Sure, he had heard of cutting before, but never dared to try it. But temptation took over, followed by the pleasure of watching blood flow. Well, less pleasure and more fascination.
However, he was quick to realize that if he only cut his wrists, it would be too obvious. Alex then began to explore other places with the razor blades. He was so intrigued by blood and violence in general. He didn't know that it would become a fetish for him in the near future...
Sorry it's so short, guys. Hopefully it'll hold you over until I get inspired again. :D
Assuming it'll be my last update this month, merry Christmas and happy New Year. :P