Three (Kirstie's POV)

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We arrive home and Mitch immediately runs to the bathroom. Oh, no....I think. I knock on the door. "Mitchie. Don't do this." I plead. He quietly sobs. I hear him scream. He went too deep this time. "Mitchell. I'm being serious. Stop." The sobs are quieter. I bang on the door as hard as humanly possible. "Mitch! Stop!" I yell. The loud sobs start once more.

I turn the opposite way, with my back leaning on the door. I slide down to the floor, crying. He falls to the ground. I jump when I hear it. "Mitch. I don't think I can help you. I'm not that powerful. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

It doesn't matter to him anymore.

Even if I know what he's doing, he still does it.

It's happened.

For the first time.

I've failed him.

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