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EDDIE'S P.O.V. [ thoughts are italics] [ flashbacks are bold italics]

"Hey Buck, you ok?' I yell out to Buck while waling to my pick-up truck. Buck turns to me and gives me a slight smile, one that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

"Yeah, everything is fine" he then turns and gets into is Jeep. I keep waling past his car and towards mine. When I get in I glance at Buck an see him breaking down, tears streaming down his face as he pulls away. I pull out my phone and call Carla. Her answering after three rings. (E=EDDIE/C=CARLA)

C: Hey Eddie what's up

E: Hey Carla, I need you to watch Chris a while longer somethings come up with Buck, I need to see if he is ok

C: Yeah of course, anything for you and Chris. Stay safe Eddie, make sure Buckaroo is ok for me ok

E: Thank you so much Carla. I will, thank you again.

C: Always Eddie, Bye

At that she hung up and I continued on my why to Bucks'.

BUCK'S P.O.V. [ thoughts are italics] [ flashbacks are bold italics]

I wake up lying with my back against the door, I get up and head to the loft, when I get there I go through my draws to find the pill bottle with the razor and pull it out. I go over the still healing cuts on my arms and thighs from before cutting slightly deeper hoping for more pain one for every dagger like word my dad would say to me. I then take five pills from the bottle and make my way down the stairs to the lounge-room. As I get to the couch everything goes black.

EDDIE'S P.O.V. [ thoughts are italics] [ flashbacks are bold italics]

I get to Bucks' apartment building and see that his car is in its usual spot. 'Usually when Buck is upset, he goes to the pub, but if he isn't at a pub something must definitely be wrong', I think to myself. I park my truck next to his and sprint up the stairs to his apartment. I knock on the door "Buck, you there?" I yell but receive no reply I try this three more times before using my spare key to let myself in. "Buck? Buddy? Hey, Buck you there?" I call out. I head up to the loft to see if he is in bed or the up-stairs bathroom. 'Why isn't buck here' I think to myself. I go to the railing that overlooks the downstairs area, soon enough I find Buck passed out on the couch. I run downstairs to check on Buck, "hey buck, you ok?" when I don't get a reply, I start to get worried, then I see his harms "they look freshly cut" I think to myself as I shift around Buck till I am crouching next to his head. "Buck? Buck? Are you ok? Buck wake up" I say trying to shake him awake but it doesn't work. I shift his head to face me, his skin is cold and pail, I check for his pulse, but it is too weak. "Buck" I yell. I quickly grab my phone and call 911. (E=EDDIE/M|9-1-1=MADDIE|9-1-1)

M|9-1-1: "911 what's your emergency?"

E: "Maddy? Oh, thank god it's you I need an ambulance quick, its Buck he has cuts on his for-arms, he is pail and barely has a pulse, I've already started compressions." I speak into my phone.

M|9-1-1: "Eddie? Holy shit, not again, can you check his arms and hands please Eddie? The ambulance will be their soon"

E: "Yeah sure, what do you mean by not again?" I say worry and fear lacing my voice.

M|9-1-1: "When we were kids out dad used to beat us, but Buck being Buck he would take the blows meant for me but as we got older our parents would threaten to beat me to make Buck stay in line which resulted in him cutting. Oh, I'm so sorry Eddie. You can't tell anyone I told you Eddie especially Buck" Maddy says on the other end of the line, what she says makes me think back to our call earlier today

E: "Oh Buck, why didn't I see this sooner?" I say quietly. "Maddy the ambulance is here, I will meat you at the hospital ok"

M|9-1-1: "ok see you there" at that the line goes dead.

"Hello anyone call for an ambulance?"

"Yeah, in here the door is unlocked. My friend cut himself then tried overdosing. I knew something was wrong, but I didn't know it was this bad, I followed him home when our shift ended because he broke down twice. I let myself in with my key." I say while the paramedics make their way over to where Buck and I are

"Ok we will take it from here."

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