Yuri Cutting Herself Novels & Stories

Passionately, Krist kissed Singto under the hot water and let his hands touch every part of Singto, wantin him so badly. Singto moaned quietly in between kisses enjoying the feeling he got when Krist touched him the way he did. But he stopped when he saw some old, deep scars near Krist’s upper thigh, close to his area. “Krist, why do you have cuts on your leg?” Krist stared at him and the dazed look was slowly replacing itself with a hint of sadness. He grabbed the bottle of shampoo that was behind Singto and poured it into his hand before spreading it evenly into Singto’s shiny jet-black hair. “I went through a dark period. I hated myself and the place I was In my life. I found that cutting

Out of nowhere, Vivi lunged at me, a knife clenched in her hand. Harvey shouted, "WATCH OUT!" and threw himself between us. The sickening sound of metal hitting flesh echoed as his face twisted in pain, blood soaking his clothes. People around us screamed. Vivi's vicious glare crumbled into panic, her hands shaking. "Harvey! I didn't mean to hurt you! That wretch came back from the dead! I thought if I killed her, we could still have a future—"

In one of her meltdowns she got a hold of a pair of scissors and poorly chopped off her long locks right above her shoulders. I guess we all have a bit of suicidal tendencies in us, some stronger than others. Mindlessly, I rub my forearm, the raised scars are like little speed bumps in what’s supposed to be a smooth glide of my fingertips. Depending on who you asked each and every cut was deserved. Some were supposed to end my misery while others were nothing more than sacrificial. “Maybe because it wasn’t intentional.” I point to the jagged skin around the rope. “That’s a lot of work for someone to go through to chicken out on.” I glance at the ceiling. “How in the hell did she get up there

"I'm not going to allow you to cut your hair because of some silly comment!" "I've always wanted to cut it anyways," Lily mumbled matter of factly with a shrug. She pressed the scissors against her hair. Triggered, Ethan charged towards her, snatching the scissors from her, leaving a tearing scratch on her hand. Lily cried, "Ahh!" holding her injured righ hand, blood dripping from the cut. She shifted her eyes back to Ethan, who held the scissors with both hands, glaring at it with clenched jaws and darkened eyes.

She was like a girl who was so foreign to her eyes. "Cheryl ..." "Stop, call that name! I hate that name! Everyone hates that name!" "Realized, baby ..." Delisha was on her knees. She didn't know what to do now. "Me, or are you the one who died?" "This." Delisha stuck out her hand, let her feel the pain, and Cheryl didn't hurt herself. Because she knows the girl will self-harm. "Clever girl," Cheryl muttered closer to her mother. By removing the blade from the cutter in and out makes a crackling sound on the knife.

It all felt like I was going crazy, I needed help urgently. I need to feel pain so I don’t go out to do what I will regret. I started looking around the room and looking for any sharp object I could use to make a cut on my thighs so I could stop thinking about all these thoughts that were driving me insane. I went to his table and scattered it till I saw a pocket knife inside the drawer of the table. I took it out and went back to the spot I sat down in the corner of the room. I took the knife close to my thighs and with shaking hands I used the knife to cut my lap.

he said firmly, following her. She ignored him. She went straight to the cabinet near the sink, pulled it open, and rummaged through the drawers until she found what she was looking for, a small kitchen knife. Her hand shook as she held it up. “I need to cut it off,” she said, her voice breaking. “I don’t care if it scars, I don’t care if it’s ugly. I just want it gone. I want to be free.” Before she could lift the blade, Jason was there.

She slams her palms on the desk and we all jump. “They deserve more than this Hound. Come on boys, own up to what you both fucking did and allowed to be done to MY DAUGHTER!!” She screams and launches at us for Outlaw to grab her and even he is shocked. She fights him to get to us and Wild Child, Scythe, and Dante grab her, too. She sobs breaking down. “Baby girl, calm down, whatever it is we can …” “NO. THEY DID THIS TO MELODY! THEY HURT HER AND SHE HAS BEEN CUTTING HERSELF BECAUSE OF THEM!” The room gasps and all eyes are on us. When I gulp to explain.

One thing is for sure, I want her to receive the justice that she deserves. I remove all the apparatus in my body and I did my best to go to the comfort room. When I saw the mirror, I gave all my strength to punch it. I ignore the bleeding in my hands. I need to bleed more. I said to myself. I pick up one of the broken glasses from the mirror and cut my wrist. “Ulysses? Big bro?” I got panic when I heard Kaela’s voice. I cut myself more. I was thinking of my Quinn when I am doing it.

I whispered but that was enough for him to know that mood had changed. "Just control yourself. She has this habit of cutting her skin where those men touch her. She'll clearly put an X in that place with a blade or knife to indicate that it's…the wrong touch. She remembers each place where they touched her. And before the cuts even heal, she would cut the place again if another member has touched her there again except her face as she doesn't want anyone to know that she is doing that". He said looking down like he didn't want to look at anyone and I know he is ashamed of himself thinking that he couldn't stop his friend from hurting herself.