The Unknown Art Trio- Aly's Profile

Part 5

Warning!! 

Slight mention of suicidal thoughts and self harm in this chapter.

I will give a warning at the mention!!

Love ya guys <3 

-Aly 

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The feeling of a hand grabbing mine makes me surprised. I can feel it!?! I slowly give a tight squeeze with my hand making the person gasp.

I softly blink my eyes open, with some struggling. When they are finally open my eyes reach the person before a soft lilac blush covers my face. Dust!?! He makes a sound of surprise while falling off the bed with a thud making me giggle. He stands up slowly walking towards me. The look of nervousness he has makes me immediately want to make all of it go away but then his face changes. He looks...relieved. "ALY!" The shout was then followed by the feeling of his strong arms embracing me tightly making me chuckle and giggle more while I returned the hug by wrapping my small arms around his waist. I was partially aware of the other people gasping and barging into my room, but all I could do was stay in Dust's embrace.

"Hey Dusty"

The hug went for a while before Dust finally let go making me immediately want him to pull me back in. He slowly crawled off the bed while still staying close to me making me notice the purple drips of tears still on his face. I'm about to comment on it when I'm knocked down into a hug. I let out a yelp in surprise as I looked up and saw Pastel with tears in her eyes hugging me as if I would disappear in her arms. "Hey it's ok, I'm ok, shhh" I whisper to her while she sobs into my chest before slowly calming down into small sniffles.

I look around her and see my brothers and Cross at the doorway. Wait, Nightmare is Passive?!? He must have caught my gaze because he moved forward with Dream until they were either side of me. Cross comes forward and picks Pastel up who had fallen asleep curled tightly to my chest making me and my brothers give a smile of thanks as he leaves the room with Dust following behind after giving me a glance.

"Aly..." I turn at the sound of Nightmare's voice. They looked devastated. I could see the tiredness and tears in both of their eyes making me open my arms wide, gesturing a hug which they immediately took. We hugged for a few hours before we had finally let go and they helped me with getting out of bed and into the lounge room. I had protested about not needing help before I had nearly fallen. I have a massive headache and I was still feeling the slight dizziness but the pain in my arms was gone. I'm guessing Dream probably healed them, though my bandages were replaced with new ones, reminding me of what actually happened. I could see the fear and pain in everyone when their eyes met my arms. I know they all want to know what happened, but I c-cant tell them! No!

Before anyone could ask or say anything I felt the ring of my phone making me look down and see Cali's contact on the screen. Oh my Joku! She is probably blaming herself for this! I quickly answered the call with scurrying fingers as everyone around me seemed more alerted of what was happening. As soon as I answered I was hit with apologies and questions.

"Oh my god Aly are you ok? I was worried I-I'm sorry I didn't know what to do its all my fault I should have payed more attention to you and made sure you were alright before we went to the stupid hangout- I'm such a terrible friend please forgive meeeeeeee." What? Cali isn't the terrible friend I am! "Cal! Calm Down! I'm ok! You're not a terrible friend, I am a terrible friend for making you, my brothers, Dust, Pastel, Cross, everyone worry about me and you shouldn't have to worry about me anyways cause I don't deserve it an-" She quickly cuts me off before I could continue, with a hint of spite in her voice, by now everyone was looking at me with surprise and could clearly hear every word we were saying to each other.

"What's wrong with us worrying about you? We shouldn't have to worry?? Why? What's wrong with showing we care, what's wrong with looking out for you? Your brothers, your sister- they have the right to worry! I HAVE THE RIGHT TO WORRY ABOUT MY BEST FRIEND!" I flinch at that and stay silent as I keep my eyes to the floor avoiding all the eyes of the people in the mansion. The call is silent on both ends. The room is silent. Everyone was watching me, no I don't like it. I DON'T LIKE IT! Cali starts to protest apologies but I interrupt " It's fine, Don't worry, I'm fine. Bye" My voice stays monotone as I hang up and turn around facing everyone in the room. My brothers started to walk towards me but I walked past with no words being shared as I walked up the stairs and slammed my bedroom door, ignoring the protests and pleas from my brothers and the boys.

WARNING!!!!

The staring and the looks, I-i couldn't take it!?! I made them worry a-and they don't deserve that! I shouldn't be here... I SHOULD'VE JUST DIED! I slammed my writing books and singing books onto the floor with a terrifying thud. I looked towards the drawer next to my bed. I slowly walked towards it without really thinking twice and pulled the contents out. I didn't think of the people downstairs that could enter my room at any time as I slowly looked down to my arms and unwrapped the bandages showing the old scars that couldn't be healed. Tracing my arms with my free hand, I hear silence. The voice inside my head. Silent. People downstairs are Silent. Everything Silent. That's when I bring the object up to my first arm before I...

Cut.