After you were done talking to 'bloody painter'  you walked back to hoodie's room. You remembered what he was acting like. Your eyes started to tear up again. You knocked quietly and hesatently. You wiped the tears away from your eyes. You heard someone shout come in. It wasnt hoodie. It was masky. You opened the door hesatently. You saw toby and masky here. You start backing out the door before masky grabbed your wrist and pulled you in the room. "We were just talking 'bout ya." Masky said. It was about me. I asked myself over abd over again. Toby snaped me out of my daze. "Hey, you there?" He asked you nod. He just laughs a bit. "Anyway we were talking about you about how you and hoodie arnt on the best of turms." Masky says. You turn around starting to walk away before Toby hanked on your shoulder making you fall back into hoodie's bed. You wacked your back. Tears started to forn in your eyes cause of the pain. You have felt worse but it still really hurt. 'Was that on purpouse?' You ask yourself. "T-to f-far!" You hear hoodie whisper. You get up and run out. Masky and Toby just looked at hoodie. "Well she over egzagurats." Toby says. (Dobt know how to spell that.) Hoodie shook his head before walking out the door.

You find yourself running to the opposite side of the mansion. You start silently crying as your back sled down the wall. Your hands covering your face. You didnt fit in. You didnt fit in anywhere. You got up and ran to your room. You locked your door behind you. You went in the bathroom. You saw blades. You took one. You put it against your skin and put as much pressior on it as you could stand. You heard a knock. "W-w-who is it?" I asked. "Its h-hoodie." He said. You started to panick. You put tge blood stained blade down. You covered your arm again. You opened the door. Hoodie saw that you were crying. He hugged you. You hugged back. "I-im sorry t-t-that ive b-b-been t-trying to a-avoid y-you." He said calmly. The blood of the cuts i just made started coming from my sleeve and on hoodie's hand. I started backing away. 'This cant be happening' you say to yourself. He looked at you and grabbed your wrist where one of the deeper cuts were. You flinched. He pulled up your sleeves to see so many red scarrs. He backed up a little letting go of your arm. You pull down your sleeve's and fall on the bed. Your teary eyes started letting the tears down. He came closer and sat next to you on the bed. You shut your eyes. He sits you up and hugs you one more time. This time you hugged back. You were smiling. You were so tired. You fell asleep in his arms.