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(2 weeks bc i'm lazyyyy)

It was the weekend, everyone has gotten used to the new house. It was fully unpacked. Feeling like a real home. Cal and Benji officially came out to the team even though everyone knew but they were happy for them. Benji has been getting better with playing basketball with a special leg he got from his physical therapist. His mom signed him up for therapy so he goes every week or so. It has been turning around for the Withers, but happiness always ends.

Benji was in his bathroom, he was taking his medication. He took his two pain killers, a few others that he had to take from his surgery. He grabbed his antidepressants but... they were empty. The world slowed down, they were empty. Gone, no more. He needed them, if he didn't he was going to do some dumb shit. He needed to tell his mom that was in the kitchen but he couldn't move. What if he found it.

Thoughts rushed into his head. He started hyperventilating. He backed up to the bathroom wall and slid down, still not being able to get oxygen to his lungs. This made a thump on the wall that his mom heard. She was just finishing making some snacks for her two kids.

She set them on the table and went to go check out the sound. First, she went to Brit's room, she was playing with her Barbies with a show playing on her small tv.

"Brit, snacks ready, but did you hear a thump earlier?" Mary asked. Brit thought for a moment, then shook her head no. Brit left the room and went to the table to eat her animal crackers. Mary thought for a moment then it hit her. "Benji!" she yelled, running up the stairs to his room.

He wasn't in his bed or desk chair. He wasn't in his beanbag chair reading. She looked around, the bathroom light was on. She rushed over, thank god the door was unlocked. Before she entered she knocked, not getting a response she opened it. Her heart dropped.

Benji was on the tile floor, curled up in a ball. His meds bottle clutched to his chest. Multiple pill bottles were knocked on the floor. Benji was having trouble breathing and sobbing, which was not helping at all. 

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