Ch. 3 Th-that J-just H-happened

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~Regular POV~

Slender picked up (y/n)'s body and teleported out of the bathroom. He brought her down to Dr. Smiley to let her rest.

"Dr. Smiley, I've got another for you."

"Is it Jeff again?" Smiley asked as he walked to Slender.

"No, (y/n). She took Masky's pills." Slender started. "Could you please watch her and take care of her?"

"Yes, sir."

Smiley took the girl and set her down on an old and blood stained hospital bed. He grabbed a bucket and a pair of gloves. He sat (y/n) up with himself sitting behind her. Dr. Smiley opened the unconscious girl's mouth and stuck his finger down it.

Her body rejected the stomach's contents, hopefully along with the pills. If that worked, she should come to in an hour or so.

Dr. Smiley laid the girl back down. He changed his gloves and replaced them with a new pair. Smiley grabbed hydrogen peroxide, cotton balls, and gauze wrap. He cleaned her cuts and wrapped them up.

"Slender, sir!" Dr. Smiley yelled out.

"Yes, child? What is it?" Slender asked.

"Is she allowed visitors?" Smiley asked back.

"It's not like she's going to be here forever, child. The decision is up to you." Slender answered.

"Well, I've noticed her and Toby have been spending lots of time together, besides when you send them out on missions. BEN, Jeff, Masky, and Hoodie too."

"Might as well invite everyone down here!" Slender joked.

"You know that could never happen. We can barely fit everyone in this very mansion." Dr. Smiley laughed. "Jane, Clockwork, and Sally seem close to her too."

"BEN and Jeff may visit first. Then the girls. Toby goes last, since he's in enough trouble with her as it is. Masky and Hoodie are on a mission at the moment." Slender ordered.

"Thank you sir. I can asked her visitors to come and talk to you after. You know, about her mental state."

"That would be helpful child. Thank you." Slender ended as he teleported out.

Dr. Smiley walked out of the room where (y/n) laid to get BEN and Jeff. Shockingly, BEN and Jeff were waiting outside of his office.

"BEN, Jeff. Would you like to see (y/n)?" Smiley asked the boys.

"Is she okay?" BEN worried.

"You can see for yourself." Dr. Smiley pointed to (y/n)'s temporary room.

"Thanks." Jeff murmured as he walked to her room.

BEN followed closely behind Jeff. BEN's eyes leaked blood as he felt it was his fault.

When the boys saw (y/n) hooked up to monitors of different sorts, they felt worse.

"Why (y/n)?" BEN cried.

"Because depression sucks, BEN. It eats away at your insides. Some people cope with the pain by taking pills. Others cut. Some people, like me, drink our problems away. It becomes an addiction over time while our depression worsens. It causes us to do it more often until it kills us." Jeff explained. "It's an awful illness, but there's not much we can do about it now. She'll always have these nasty scars that will bring up the past and it'll just hurt more."

"How do you know Jeff?" BEN asked, intrigued that the heartless killer felt pain so strong about the subject.

"I have depression, as I previously mentioned, BEN. I know how she feels. No matter how much I try, I can't get rid of it." Jeff rolled up his sleeves. "See these? Every time I think about Liu, I cut. It's an addiction. I can't stop. I've tried, believe me! I have! It's so hard to stop!"

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