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Silent Screams

I wrapped a hand around my wrist, squeezing it slightly. Tears threatened to spill from my pale face as I walked away from the school. Instead of going home where I know I will be even more of a mess, I went to a small park. My steps echoed through the empty streets, watching the sky seem to light up with a fire. 

A soft breeze blew through the area, rustling the leaves, blowing empty bottles around, and moving the rusty swing. My legs made their way to the rusty swing, listening to the light shrieking noise it made. Sitting down, I slipped my headphones on, blocking every sound around me as I swung back and forth.

My eyes averted from the ground and up to the burning sky. Fire like lights bled from the setting sun. The beat of the song I had sung making me bob my head, letting my emotionless face fill with a soft smile as I sung. I felt the pain bleeding out of my lyrics, keeping me from hurting others, my rhymes always made it easier to hide my pain.

I felt once again another breeze, feeling eyes on me. I turned around, raking a hand through my dark brown hair as my silver eyes scanned the area. I shoved my fists in my pockets, getting up, and slowly let my headphones fall around my neck so that I could listen. My brain was twirling around every possible case of what was happening. 

"The pills....I forgot them..."

I quietly thought about my pills. Ones for Bipolar Depression and Delusions. Black shadowy figures stood before me, gazing down at me as if I was just a piece of dirt out of place on the sidewalk. They stared down with menacing glares, constantly moving forwards. They towered above me, taking advantage of their long legs to get closer  to me. 

"No....No no no no no no!!" I mumble, letting my knees give in and raked my hands through my hair before gripping it tightly. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. My first reaction was to smack it away, that was until I saw who the hand was.

"Quincy-chan!" she yelled, watching as I let the tears forming in my eyes fall to the ground. I held my head down, shaking as I let out silent tears. "Haruhi, I for-hic-got my p-p-pills." I quietly spoke, continuing to tightly grip my hair.

Haruhi helped me up, dusting me off before she looked me over. "Quin-chan, lets get you to my house, I can see if I have any medicine there. If I don't I'll get Kyoya to get you some. Okay?" she asked, worry lacing her masculine voice. I only nodded, keeping my head down as we walked back to her house.

The brunette sat me down on the couch, then began rummaging through medicine. Grunting as she searched through the drawers of medication. Haruhi sighed quietly before grabbing the phone and calling Kyoya.

"Hey Kyoya-senpai, Quin-chan is here and he says he hasn't take a sort of pill." she spoke softly into the phone. I only walked over and was handed the phone.

"What kind of medication does he need?" the shadowy male asked.

I walked over, a soft smile on my face as I was handed the phone by a frightened Haruhi. "Kyoya-Senpai, I need Benzodiazepines, any kind of neuroleptics, and please phone my therapist. I need this all now, please." I spoke desperately, fear drowning out the noise of anything or anyone else. I posed as a threat to Haurhi with my rapid mood changes. I had to find a way to find stability for my mood, my emotions. 

I quietly sat the phone on the table walking to a room in the back. Haruhi hesitantly followed.

"Quin-chan, what are you doing?" she asked, fear lacing her worried voice.

"Keeping you safe, Haruhi-san!" I giggled quietly as I spoke, my hands shaking as my mood once again changed. I slammed the door shut tightly, locking it. I sped over to the corner of the room, I felt the shadowy figures looming over me as I slid down the wall in the corner, tears falling down my face as I pushed my knees up against my chest. 

Tears streamed down my pale face, my eyes red and puffy from doing so. I let out a squeak as the door was kicked open, Kyoya ran over holding a bottle of water and a large amount of different pills.

"It's going to be alright, Quincey-chan. It's going to be alright." the shadow king whispered, rubbing circles around my back as I took my pills. My vision began to blur as I let myself fall into Kyoya's arms. In the background, I could hear yells of fear and worry as well as the outlines of the other hosts as my vision dimmed. I drifted off slowly, letting sleep take over me.

I felt around the dark, slowly walking though the world I created. The train made a loud rumble as it came to a stop. I found myself slowly walking on. I could feel people watching me, even with no one here. I could feel people feeling me, running their hands over my every cut. I let out a small grunt of pain as I watched the train ride off into the black abyss. I felt myself almost flying, the sense of gravity finding itself motionless. 

A bright light then shined in from the windows, showing off a happy little world. We went through some sort of tunnel, and I found myself looking at a very weird world every tunnel the train goes through. I kept track of how many, getting up to about twenty-four when the train stopped.

"This is your stop." a distraught voice from the speaker cracked through, almost telling me "get out". I quickly made my way out of the train cart and out the doors. This was only for me to find myself with a small lamp and a scalpel . I watched as the insane looking figures loomed over me, as if telling me to do something so that they could watch. 

I stared down at the blade in my hand, looking at my reflection in it before I began to draw. I drew pictures of flowers, bees, wolves, cats, anything you imagine all over my pale body. A smile made its way to my face as I looked at all of my bloody master pieces. It made me sad that I had to wake up soon, I felt my eyelids become lighter as I took a deep breath.

A bright light hit my eyes as I squinted them, my long eyelashes shielding my eyes. I looked around to find myself surrounded by the host club. Worry was plastered onto all of their faces, as they let out broken laughs and cries. The twins held each other in their arms, crying over me. Tamaki looked heartbroken, and Honey-senpai looked terribly down. Even Mori and Kyoya looked scared. 

I let out a sigh before sitting up with a soft smile, "H-Hey guys, sorry for the trouble." I laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of my neck. 

I watched as all of their heads turned and looked up, tears welling in their eyes. 

And here go the water works.

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Hey!!! I'm here and back with another chapter!! I was kind leaning for a relationship with Kyoya and Quincey in this chapter, but I will have Quincey have a heart-felt moment with all of them, but um yeah. That was this week's chapter I guess. 

Um, Hope you guys liked it!

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