10-06-2006, 04:05 AM
More tears flowed from Shadow's eyes as he heard that. No woman had ever talked to him like that, no girl had ever treated him with such love.
"You two don't know how lucky you are," he said softly, starting to scratch his arm with his claws, opening up small, bleeding cuts. He wasn't suicidal, but for some reason, cutting always helped him deal with sadness. He never cut deep enough to kill himself, only enough to feel the pain, then the warmth of blood as the crimson fluid slowly flowed out.
"You two don't know how lucky you are," he said softly, starting to scratch his arm with his claws, opening up small, bleeding cuts. He wasn't suicidal, but for some reason, cutting always helped him deal with sadness. He never cut deep enough to kill himself, only enough to feel the pain, then the warmth of blood as the crimson fluid slowly flowed out.