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Michael's POV

Should've known things would shatter. Things between Calum and I are made of glass. We can withstand the wind of a thousand storms but shatter at the slightest touch. I just hoped everything would've lasted a lot longer than this. Things with my mum have long since blown over but everything was on edge the past few days. She had left to stay with my aunt while her and my dad worked out their "issues". But things in our home were tense and Calum's been different. I knew something was up when I burst through the door of our apartment and everything was silent. Usually if Calum is home, like I knew he was, there is some sort of noise happening inside. I shrugged off my jacket, hanging it up and went to search for him. Maybe he was taking a nap, I mean was a silent apartment really cause to worry? Maybe not but when I made it to the doorway of the bathroom, I worried.

Calum's worried face met mine but all I could look at was the blood dripping from his wrist and into the sink. His chest began rise and fall faster and faster while my blood was running as ice. How could he do this? What went so wrong that he felt the need to harm again? I mean the whole pill situation was one thing but this, this is different. He sat the blade down next to the sink and stared at me with shocked features. I couldn't breathe. I felt like the world was crushing my chest. I couldn't find words so I was thankful when Calum was the first to speak.

"Michael, I can explain." His voice shook miserably, breaking my heart a little more.

"Please do." I whispered.

"I don't know why I felt like I needed to but I did. Everything has been so insane lately and I guess I just couldn't take it." He said with his voice cracking and his breathing becoming faster.

"How could you do this Cal? I thought things were fine!" I shouted making Calum cower down.

"I-I don't know." He sobbed.

"You said you wouldn't!" I shouted, barely feeling my own tears falling. He had broken his promise to me which only intensified the pain this was inflicting.

"I know but everything inside my brain was just killing me and I needed to do it Mikey!" He shouted back.

"What about me Calum? How do you think this makes me feel?" I shouted back and Calum's face twisted into an emotion verging on anger.

"This isn't about you!" He yelled and his words stung.

"The hell it's not Cal! I'm here through it all!" My voice was trying to fail me.

"But you aren't me! Why would you care what I do to my body?" His voice was still raised.

"Because I care about you! Is that a fucking crime that I love you so damn much that it kills me when you do something like this?" I gestured to him and he took a step back unable to look at me.

"If it kills you so bad maybe you should go." His voice was quiet and twisted my guy.

"Yeah, maybe I should." I admitted and Calum looked broken. "But I won't. There's not a fucking chance that I'll ever leave you. Especially when you need me the most." I said flatly and Calum began to cry harder.

"You don't need this! I keep crumbling and you're the one that gets hurt!" Calum's voice was loud again and I had to wipe away a stray tear or two.

"It only hurts me because I hate to see you so hurt." I explained taking a step towards Calum but he backed up.

"No, no just stop! You have to leave me alone! I promise I won't do it again just leave me in here!" He nearly screamed and I knew what was coming next. A panic attack. I've only seen him have one a couple times but I knew how to handle it mostly.