Unbroken

Darkness. That's all he felt for days, weeks, months. It had been building up over time. Hate from fans, for doing absolutely nothing. Hate from management for wanting to be himself. Hate from his friends for not always being there. Hate from himself, for not being able to manage.

He didn't think it would come this far, sitting between the bed and wall, in nothing but darkness. He knew this was the end.

He couldn't survive this.

He was in too deep.

But so was she.

Only she hid it.

She hid it because she was afraid of others knowing, she hid it because if someone found out they would laugh. She was nothing.

After all.