WarZone: Book 3 to the Echo Series

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Mitch's P.O.V

"Mitch why?" Echo asks.

"Cause it seems to be the only way to make them stop." She looks like she's gonna cry. She puts her hands on my arms.

"Please tell me you haven't cut yourself." Echo said. I don't say anything.

"Mitch please." Echo said. I don't say anything. Echo pulls up my sleeves. She takes off the strap thing off my arm. Her eyes widen.

"Mitch no." Echo said. There are scar cut marks on my arm with the thingy on it. It covers it up. I don't know what to do. The pain took away the images during the day. It helped.

"Please tell me alcohol isn't involve in this." Echo said.

"No it's not."

"Drugs?" Echo asks.

"No."

"Good. Cause I would have slapped you if any of it was." Echo said. I smile a little and lose it.

"Cutting helps. I know your not suppose to do it but it helps stop the visions during the day."

"Mitch your not suppose to cut. But let's go into your room." Echo said. No.

"No don't. Don't leave me alone."

"Alright but is your room a mess Mitch? If I go into there will your room but the same as it has always been and please tell me the truth." Echo asks. I don't say anything for a long time. Tears come down my face.

"It is. I'm a mess and I'm s-so sorry."

"If I get Misty to come into here to be with you and I go into your room will you be okay?" Echo asks.

"Yes. But have someone else here like Jason." Echo stands up and opens the door. She talks to someone. I cover my face with my hands and lean forward. I start crying. I'm a mess. I'm pathetic I know I am.

"Aw Mitch." Echo said as she hugs me tight.

"Everything gonna be okay. I promise." Echo said. I hear the door open.

"Mitch." Someone said. Echo lets go of me and is replaced by someone else. I feel their hands on my neck and they put my face on their shoulder. I look at who it is and it's Misty. Jason is also here. I cover up my face again. I close my eyes.

Echo's P.O.V

"What's wrong with Mitch?" Jason asks. I tell him about half of what is going on. I put on my stuff. He understands and I leave to go to Mitch's room. I'm scared to go into his room cause he said that it wouldn't be the same. I grab Mitch's door handle. I stand there. I don't want to open this door and see blood anywhere. I open and close it. I'm looking at the door and haven't turn around yet. I turn around slowly. O my god it is different. There's an knife in the wall where a mirror was at. The mirror is broken and pieces of it big and small are on the floor everywhere. I go to his bed. I don't see blood thank god. Wait. I look under his bed and look away instantly. I sit on the ground and pull out a big and sharp piece of glass out from under the bed. I look at it and see dry blood on it. This is worst then I thought. I stand up and drop the piece of glass. I look at the knife in the wall. It's deep in there and the knife is a dagger. It has a black cloth wrapped handle with symbols in the blade of the knife. I was afraid of finding beer bottles or any drugs but this is very bad. I'm glad I didn't find any of those things, I'm glad they aren't involve but cutting is something you don't joke about and ignore. I leave Mitch's room. I go back into the hospital. Jason looks at me as I walk into the room.

"How bad is it?"Jason asks.

"Very. There's broken glass everywhere and he used one to hurt himself. Knife in the wall where the mirror use to be at." Misty looks at me. She looks upset. I am too.