Troubled (Dallon Weekes' sister)

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Drew-

Something was up with Elle, she walked up really sad to her room, she looked really weird since she got out of Diane's and probably i need to ask her abour Elle. So i walked down the hall to reach Diane's bedroom and gave the door a light knock just in case she was asleep.

Diane opened the door and looked at me kind of confused, her eyes were all red and she looked scared.

"Drew, what are you doin here?" She asked and stared at me.

"Umm, are you okay? I just, i wanted to ask you something" I said nervous, then scratched the back of my neck, i was confused because they both looked really sad.

"What is it Drew?" Diane asked and smiled slightly as if the smile would make me forget about her saddened face.

"Can I come in?" i asked and she nodded, then completly opened the door for me to come in, i sat in her bed, then she sat next to me, "Diane, are you okay? Elle and you look really sad, and she came out of your room so-" I was about to finish my statement when she interrupted me, first signal that whatever she says will be a lie.

"We're fine, we just watched a really sad movie and Elle got all sentimenal and so did i, but yeah Drew, all's cool!" Diane said trying to sound genuine, of course she sucked. "Any ways, not to be rude, but i am tired as eff, so yeah, night Drew" Diane said as she walked to the door and opened it wanting me to leave, and i did, but of course that whatever she said was a lie, so i would just have to wait until tomorrow and ask Elle.

I headed to my room upset, my best friend was lying and my girlfriend was sad, they were both sad, which made me sad as well. it was weird how i grew close to Diane, she was here when i arrived, she was all grumpy and we started talking, and at first she was really rude, but then we grew closer, and then Elle came, and i completly fell for her. As i closed the door i threw myself to bed and started thinking about how weird my life was, about how long i had been without any drug or any shot of alcohol.

Elle-

I kept the blades, Diane must have noticed by now but i didn't care, i needed to keep them, in order to keep her safe. I was still thinking about what to do or where to hide them, not in obvious places where nyone could just go and look for them, so then i got an idea, i needed to place them in one of my clothing pieces like a blazer or something, may be in a place where i could cover them easy.

Between all my thoughts I fell asleep, not even bothering to cover the blades in case someone came in, i just fell asleep really deep, but i still had that dream, the one that haunted me every night, the worse part was that, it was not even a dream, it was the memory, i had gone through that, and may be if i tell someone i can let it go, and finally get some rest.

Knock knock! knock knock!

"Elle, open up! it's time to get up!" Drew said andi quickly reacted and jumped out of the bed, i lloked at the blades and just hid them in the covers, then fixed myself a bit and opened the door. I felt the pain from the cuts in my stomach.

"Morning Drew!" I said and smiled, then walked up to him and gave him a hug. he hugged back and i felt the pain again.

"Morning baby, how was your night?" he asked and looked at me, he knew something, i just could tell, and i just really hoped Diane hadn't told a soul about this.

"Great! just slept , y'know, what i usually do" I said really nervous, i sounded pretty stupid, i need to get myself together.

"Awesome, so, what movie did you saw with Diane that made you both cry a lot huh?" Drew asked trying to sound cool, he must have asked her, think Elle, a sad movie.... got it.