(chapter 6: he's broken)

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((trigger warning! mention of self-harm! read at your own risk!))

Tim

I looked into the living room to see if Toby was hungry. I became very confused when I didn't see him there. I walked upstairs and to Toby's room, knocking on the door. He didn't answer but I heard a sob

"Toby?" I called, he didn't answer.

"Toby, are you okay?" I asked, still not getting an answer. I opened the door, well... at least tried to, it was locked

"Toby, please open the door" I begged, he didn't answer. I sighed and gave up, walking off

Toby

I wiped my tears after I heard Tim leave. I rolled up my sleeves looking at my torn arms. I looked over to the box I kept my sharp objects in

"Not yet.." I mumbled to myself. I laid down and covered up, crying myself to sleep

(this part is too short, sorry ;-;)

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