On the third day, I found myself sitting on the couch. It was after work. I was the only one home, other than Aiden. I go upstairs and peak in our room. He lay in bed reading a book. "So what's up?"I ask. He looks up and grins. "Sup Liz." I lay next to him. "We're close. We're really close." I say. "Liz, I honestly think you shouldn't be on this case." He says. "Aiden, it's my second case. I did fine on my first. I don't want more kids to die. Lindsey was so young. More people could be dying, Aiden." I point out. "Liz, you've become so... dark. Not yourself. Liz." He says and I don't say anything back. "Aiden, I honestly don't know what to tell you. This week has been so hard, I honestly don't know what to tell you. I'm sorry if I'm not acting myself. I gave birth to these children, and yet because of me, they're lives are ruined. No more turning back. My life, right now is a nightmare." I tell him. He looks at me for a moment. "Liz, you love kids." He says. "Yes Aiden, I very much do." I say. "I love them as well. I love you." He says. We both kiss. "I know what you're thinking Aiden." I say and smirk. "That profiler mind." He says and kisses my cheek. "The pack might be home by six. Yes." I say, agreeing to the obvious question. We would try. In the end, I begin to cry. "I'm going to be known as a slut. My baby just died, and I'm trying again." I say, and my tears drown me. "Liz. It might not have worked." He says. "It did last time! Aiden, I'm serious." I say and pick up my change into other clothes. I throw my others in the wash. "My life, is a never ending horror movie, but all I can do is watch it." I say angrily. "We never really talk anymore, did you ever see that? This all started by me stumbling into the woods. I became a werewolf, and then you because I loved you." I say and let more tears fall. Aiden doesn't say anything. Why didn't I just let Aiden's parents' babysit? Why did I have to go all out for a sitter? I go into the bathroom and close the door. I pick up my razor blade as the tub fills up. I did something unbelievable. I strip my clothes off, sit in the tub and slit my left fore-arm. I hadn't even realised what I had done until blood mixed with the water and the tub had blood mixing into the water. I gasp. I suddenly feel a huge sting. I look over at the locked door. I ignore the stinging for a moment. It brought me to real life.I pull the plug, and the red liquid drained down quickly. I take a shower and then look at my bloody arm. I clean it with alcohol and wrap it. I wear a longer sleeved pajama and walk out of the bathroom. I was still upset, just... More myself? No. More... Not myself.
