let me go. (madeon one shot) i was being dragged down by these pricks. utter pricks. i ran my fingers through the wet paint as soon as they let me go, leaving me to discover. my cuts were cold and fading. i want that razor. where's the razor? anything could help. i need to cut. i'm mental. as i was sweating and pulling my hair, a boy bumped into me. he was gorgeous. i looked at his name tag and it said 'Hugo' in fancy writing. "so you're Hugo, huh?" i said whilst biting the inside of my cheek, making it bleed. "yeah. and you are?" he had a french accent. it wasn't a strong one. but it was sexy. "i'm Lia." i said with a bit of guilt hidden inside my voice. "i'm here because my self harm issues and my constant attacks that potentially kill others." i mumbled and he looked at me shocked. "i'm here because i stabbed someone with a razor blade." he said. i giggled and said: "serves them right for being a cunt." i felt close to him. then, unexpectedly, i smashed my lips against his. and he didn't pull away. not one little bit. "i want you." Hugo whispered in my ear. "i want you too." and you may know the rest....