Hey. You may have noticed I deleted all my Divergent stories, and the original Razor Blades and Cat Eyes. This is a rewrite, because I wasn't very happy about the other one.

This is very angsty and contains self harm.

I do not own the characters.

Alec's hands were shaking. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get them to still. The blade in his hands felt strangely warm, it felt like an old friend. Normally, dragging the razor across his skin was easy. He was trying to recover due to words from his sister, but it was so hard. Cutting was the only he could breathe. Alec knew it was wrong, he knew he didn't have to. But with each cut, he became calmer and calmer, forgot about everything. It was a paradise, in a morbid sort of way.

The more he thought about it, the more tempting it became. Why shouldn't he? What's stopping him? No one will notice, no one will care. He had no one to tell him not to, except Isabelle. But Isabelle has a life, she's always doing something with her friends or boyfriend. She doesn't have the time to care about Alec. She hardly ever notices him anyway.

Finally, Alec picked up to blade, bringing it to his wrist. A voice inside his head told him not to, but a stronger voice told him he should. He cut, the exact same length as all the others. He inhaled as he did, feeling alive, feeling… relieved. Alec found it strange that things like stubbing your toe can hurt like hell but you can drag a razor across your skin countless times and feel nothing. That's the best part, the nothing. Not just a physical numbness, but emotional as well. When you cut, you feel alive at the sight of the blood, and all your problems just fade away. Watching the blood form little dark beads over your skin is relaxing. Alec failed again to find a reason not to do this.

Alec relished in the feeling of numbness for as long as possible. It was a school day, and Alec was tempted to take the blade with him today. He wasn't strong enough to deal with everyone today. He dropped it into his pocket.

~oOo~

Alec walked swiftly into the boys bathroom. He was so fucking done. He found his locker covered in words like 'fag', 'go kill yourself' and 'emo freak'. After that, he was slammed into the decorated locker by three people, his backpack lost, Algebra textbook gone. Alec knew not to let these things get to him, especially the words, but the fucking did. They hurt so fucking much. He couldn't help it, he needed to cut again. If he didn't, that might lead to something bad.

He felt so weak, so powerless against himself, but he walked into the bathroom. Vacant. Perfect. He went into one of the stalls, took the blade out of his pocket, and cut. He was a perfectionist, he always made the cuts perfectly spaced, exactly the same length. The cuts didn't cause any pain, only a feeling of relaxation, so Alec didn't realize when he went deeper.

Alec leaned against the wall of the stall, finally feeling relaxed. He took a deep breath, but he noticed that his wrist was bleeding a lot more than usual. He must have cut too deep.

"Shit" Alec said. He tried to stop the blood with his shirt and with toilet paper or anything, but it just wouldn't. "Fuck," Alec cursed countless times.

He couldn't control the bleeding. His vision darkened, like the clouds passing over the sun but this didn't stop. Alec passed out on the cold bathroom floor, blood pouring from his wrists.

~oOo~

Isabelle was freaking out. Alec drove her to school, and he was never late to any class. He has never been. So where was he? She secretly knew of her brothers habits, cutting his wrists. She also saw that words on his locker… he didn't try anything, did he? The possible scenarios played out in Isabelle's mind. He could be dead for all she knew. The bell had rung, she was almost to first period but she didn't care. What was happening to Alec?

The only place she could think of was the boys bathroom, so that was where she went. She didn't care that people might have just seen her run in there. That wasn't important.

He suspicions were correct. Alec was on the floor, blood slowly flowing out of his wrist. She screamed.

"Alec!" Isabelle shook his unconscious body and continued to scream.

So yeah, cliffhanger. Please drop a review, tell me what you think. They brighten my day and make me smile. Also, I'd like 5-10 reviews before I continue, I'd like to know people are interested in this.

Magnus appears within the next two chapters, which should be a lot longer then this one.