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Simon's POV

My eyes open, itching from the lack of moisture that dissipated from the earlier night.

It really hurt knowing Josh didn't believe me. It hurt even more that we could've ruined what we had.

Of course I didn't mean what I said. I was just pissed off like I always got when someone didn't trust me.

Sighing, I pinch at my skin in hopes it makes me tear up. It does, and I slowly blink to spread the moisture around.

"Simon." I hear a familiar voice hiss across the hall, and I stand, approaching the bars quickly.

It was Star. He wanted to be called Star, and of course I respected it. I found it a bit cute, that he wanted to be a girl, in a teddy bear way of course.

"G'morning." I rasp, and I see him purse his lips, his eyes red and bloodshot.

"Star? What's wrong?" I whisper, and he attempts to muffle a sob.

"He came back last night." He chokes out, and I feel my stomach drop, my head resting on the bars in defeat.

I was meant to help him. Meant to stop it from happening again.

"Star, I'm so-"

"Simon, he had a slash across his face, and he had a deep gash in his hip. Something happened to him, and he took it out on me." He sobs, and I feel my heart race.

"Star, was it just him?" I confirm, and he nods.

"Y-yeah, he kept growling in my ear that it was his fault he was doing this, it was all his fault." He cries, holding his hand over his mouth to muffle a pained sob.

"Who? Who Star?" I ask, and he shakes his head.

"Josh."

//

"Tobi!" I shout, running through the tables to approach the boy with sad eyes.

"Simon." He gasps, looking up with sad eyes.

"Wh-where's Josh? What happened to him?" I cry, and he shushes me, placing his hands on my shoulder and sitting me down on the bench.

"Simon, I need you to calm down. Okay, deep breaths." He nods, doing a breathing exercise with me.

I inhale and exhale in sync with him, feeling my breathing return to normal, the tears slowly stopping their assault down my cheeks.

"He went to the fair with Callum. They must've gone back to their house because Josh came back home.. W-with blood in his mouth and a cut in his leg a-and a knife hanging out of his b-back." He stammers, and I see the tears well up in eyes.

I bury my head in my hands, resting it against the cold metal table. I shake my head.

This cannot be happening.

"Where is he now?" I ask quietly, and I hear him break down.

"He's at home on the couch in the same position I tried to help him with. Simon, he hasn't woken up." He coughs out, feeling everything crumble beneath my feet.

This isn't real.

//

:three days later:

Tobi's POV

Sighing as I finish checking on Amethyst, I move down the hallway to Harry.

"Hello Harry." I smile, and he looks up from his bed, tears in his eyes.

"T-Tobi, Star won't t-talk to me." He chokes out, standing from the bed and rushing towards the divider.

"Oh love.." I unlock his cell with haste, sliding the door open and allowing the thinner boy to climb into my arms.