My beloved (Brim)

part 2

(Brian's POV)
I carefully pulled up Tim's sleeve and I almost cried. Tim had about a hundred scars across his wrists. A few were pouring blood onto the floor.

I quickly ran to the kitchen, leaving a sobbing Tim behind in the hallway. Many thoughts buzzed in my head, stabbing at my brain. 'Why' was the one that repeated itself. 'why' 'why' 'why'.
I burst through the door into the kitchen, almost running into a very confused and scared looking Jeff but I didn't care at this point. I rummaged through a cubbord over the kitchen sink until I found a box of bandages. "What the hell is your problem?!" Jeff practically screamed getting the attention of Ej, Ben, and Clockwork who I didn't notice before.
I was annoyed, but I was also on a mission. So I ran past Jeff back to help Tim. "This isn't over, Thomas!" Jeff called after me.
I almost break down in tears when i see Tim curled up into a ball on the floor sobbing even harder than when I left him. I kneel down beside him making him jump. He looks up at me, pain and fear clear in his eyes. I hold out my hand praying he'll take it. He does. I lead him to his bedroom and set him down on his bed. I very carefully roll up his sleeves and wrap bandages over his wrists, making him winse in pain.
I get off my knees and sit down next to him. He is avoiding my eyes as a deafening silence suffocates us. "Why?" I ask my voice trembling breaking the silence. Tim took a shaky breath and spoke.
"Do you remember Jay? Alex? Do you remember them? Their dead! Their dead and it's my fault! I caused this! I should have died when Alex tried to kill me!" Tim paused and began hysterically sobbing again.
I was speechless. I remembered Jay and Alex. But what was Tim talking about. I was confused and wanted answers but I knew better than to ask. "Tim, none of th- Look at me!" I demand gently grabbing his chin and turning his face to look at me. "None of this is your fault. Okay? I don't want to hear you talk like this again. I'll have none of that bullshit. Got it?" Tim looks like he is trying to hold back tears but nodes his head in agreement. 'He looks so vulnerable' I think to myself. 'So cute! WAIT WHAT?!'
I've never thought of Tim like that before. I don't know what I'm thinking but it's confusing me.
"I-It's getting dark we should probably go to bed." I sputter out awkwardly. I try to stand up when Tim grabs my wrist.
"C-Can you sta-ay with m-m-me?" He stammers almost pleading me to stay.

"I- uh... No. I'm sorry, Tim" I apologise quickly and rush out.
I feel my heart pounding twice it's normal rate. I don't know what's going on with me today but it's scaring me. But it's also confusing, and in a way, beautiful.