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It hurts but stopping is worse

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Angst idk

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I lied in my bed. I felt empty. I need something, anything. Well not anything. I would rather die then exist near Deimos.

I headed towards the bathroom. No one was in it thankfully. I grabbed a shaver and removed the blade from it.

I smiled and pressed it against my thigh. It felt good, the pain felt good. I needed to feel the pain at all times. I was addicted to the pain and it seems my body agrees. I stripped and lied down in the bathtub. 


I started cutting my thighs with one arm, stroking my cock in the other. Im not sure why I liked the pain so much but i didn’t mind. I weakly moaned. I changed where I was cutting, moving to my chest and stomach. I smiled. I haven’t had this much fun in a while. I felt my orgasm approaching. Ive never came this fast before. I moaned loudly as I came all over myself. 

 

I don’t know how long it has been but I was lying down in the bathtub, covered in the blood from my cutting. I was content with the damage I had done. There were cuts all over my body. I fell asleep. 

 

POV SWITCH NOW EARTHS POV

I entered the bathroom. Something was off. I looked into bathtub and almost screamed. There I saw my son naked in a bathtub covered in cuts and cum. He was barely alive. I picked him up held him close. “Ok little one I’ll do my best to help you” i muttered. I did my best to clean the cuts.  

“Stop” Phobos weakly muttered. “No Phobos im not letting you bleed out” i quickly snapped. Phobos froze and started crying. I don’t think Phobos even comprehends what’s happening. To him im probably just hurting him. After a stupid amount of Bandaids were put on, I placed Phobos onto the floor and grabbed some of his clothes for him

”you gotta put your clothes on mister” i tried to tell him but he refused. I tried reasoning with him, but nothing worked. I sighed and picked him up. He started kicking and screaming, which I expected. What i didn’t expect was how damn hard he could kick. After a particularly hard kick i dropped him.

he rushed back to the bathroom door and started tugging on it. Luna was awake due to Phobos’s screaming and was trying to figure what was happening. “I found Phobos basically dead and now he’s refusing to get dressed” I explained. Luna nodded, staring at Phobos. 

ive never seen him this distressed. He was sobbing, banging on the door and screaming random noises. I sighed and dragged him to his room. He crawled under his bed. He looked up at me before retreating into dark. “Can I come under?” I asked. Phobos let out a small hum before nodding. I crawled under his bed and stared at him.

“Why did you hurt yourself?” I asked in a comforting voice. Phobos just made some unintelligible noises. I pretended to understand him. This has happened before, several times infact, Phobos stops speaking instead opting to make random sounds. He gets frustrated when people don’t understand him, guess he doesn’t realise he does it.

“You wanna like put some clothes on?” I said. Phobos thought for a bit before nodding. I put him in a shark onesie. Now he can’t hurt himself. “Ya like it” I asked. I was met with an angry pout. Adorable.

“dada why is brother in a shark onesie” Deimos asked. “Oh hes uh trying new offiuts” i answered, knowing that Deimos doesn’t understand Phobos’s struggles. He accepted That answer. “Phobos wanna watch tv? What tv show you like? I want a shark onesie. Whats a shark?” Deimos rambled to Phobos. 

Phobos was getting stressed around deimos. He made noises and weakly flapped his arms. “Ok Deimos let’s leave him alone” I said, pulling him away. “But I wanna play” Deimos whined. “Yes but Phobos is bit sad right now” i told him. Deimos pouted but decided to go annoy Luna. 

I put Phobos’s favourite tv show on for him. He let out a noise i think was a happy noise. Deimos came back and watched the show as well. Phobos fell asleep after the show ended. “Earth. You need to stop babying Phobos.” Mars was here, i didn’t hear her get up. “I’m not trying to, he gets so sad and angry so much” I sighed. Deimos just watched me and mars argue, crawling over to Phobos to cover Phobos’s ears. 

Deimos got upset at hearing what happened last night but didn’t say anything, scared he would get yelled at. He snuggled into Phobos and tried sleeping as well.

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