(Moon's POV)

   It had been three days since I left. I was hoping they would send someone looking. I had even turned my computer on.
   'I guess I was just a convince then,' I sigh. I forced my self to move around. It wasn't healthy or helping in my healing process, but who would actually help me? I'm by myself again. "This is good Moon. You can't get hurt again. You lived four years on your own and survived, you can survive this."
   Pep talk out of the way I move to my kitchen area. A package of beef jerky found it's way into my hands.
   I munch on them trying hard not to cry. I had gotten so use to the noise, and sounds all around me. Then there was Toby.
   'It wouldn't have worker,' I repeated over and over. I finally lost it. Tears raced down my face to escape their prison. I wasn't going to stop them now that it had started.
   "I'm a failure," I choke. "Toby deserves someone better, stronger, not so damaged mentally." I curled into myself. I didn't care that I was in the middle of the floor. "I should have died. I should have died!" I guess I wasn't as excepting of how this life came to be as I thought.
   I picked up something sharp. I don't know what it was, it was just sharp. And stabbed whatever I could reach. Starting with my borrowed heart.

   (Toby's POV) ~Three days earlier~

   I paced in a clearing as far and near to the mansion as I could. Her words rang in my head. 'She thinks of her self as damaged,' it hit me. 'Not me. Her. Oh Zalgo what did I do?'
   I ran back to the mansion as fast as possible. I slam the door open. Only to find the front room missing of both her and the crutches Jeff stole from a victim.
   I race to her room in hopes that she went there. The mansion had just finished making it disappear.
   "Masky! Ho-hoodie!" I yelled. They tumble out of Masky's room both sheepishly fixing their clothes. "L-luna is g-gone." They went on alert.
   "Toby," Hoodie whispered. "When is the last time you saw her?" He didn't stutter, but I wished he had. That way I didn't have to answer. "Toby?" 
   "B-ben ha-had j-just ki-kicked ev-everyone o-out the fr-front ro-room," I twitched and cracked my neck so I found it hard to hear myself.
   "She is hurt so she could have left a trail," Masky piped up. I follow him as he started looking for one.
   "I-it will b-b-be okay," Hoodie whispered so only I could hear. Masky found a trail. It was faint like it was days, not hours, old.
   We follow it. It was hard, but we did it. For three days. Three. Days. If she could travel this distance in a night then no wonder we couldn't catch her.
   "Look a tree house," Masky pointed. It looked like a cozy cottage wrapped around an old oak tree. We walk up the suspended bridge to the house.
   We heard a female crying inside. It was muffled, like she didn't want to be heard. I open the door to find my Luna on the ground jabbing a knife into her body.
   "Die! Diediediedie! DIE!" I grab her arms. Scared that she would actually succeed. My fear had her freeze. She looked at me. Her mouth moved but no word came out. She had re-hurt her vocal cords.
   "Don't die," I whisper. She shook her head no. "Yes no dying. Not unless I can go with you." She stopped struggling to move. "I realized what you were saying to late. I'm sorry," I rub my hidden cheek across the top of her head. "You were saying I was to good for you. Not you to good for me. I thought you didn't want to try." Masky took her from me so she couldn't move yet see me. All of me.
   I took off my mask and goggles. My hazel eyes gleam with unshed tears. I worried my lip, adding to the already chewed hole in my cheek.
   "I'm not perfect," I start. "I'm an emotional mess. I'm ADHD. I have tourettes. I can't feel pain. I'm annoying. And possible one of the densest guys out there." I was proud that I wasn't twitching or stuttering. "I'm not to good for you. I'll never be. Heck I'm not good enough for you." Hoodie nodded to me. "Since Hoodie is done its your turn. I'll let you finish this time."
   Masky gave her a pen and note book. She wrote for a bit. Marked some of it out then fixed what she didn't like. Then she handed it to Hoodie to give to me.
  
   ~You are to perfect. Your twitches and cracks make you who you are. And its perfect. I'm an emotionally, quite literally, draining person. I tend to bring the worse out in people. Even without enhancing the emotions.~ A bunch marked out and impossible to read ~I don't want to get hurt when you realise I'm not what you thought. That I'm boring, and no good. When I was in my coma memories came back. All of them were of people leaving me for something I had no control over. Its painful. I don't want to be loved then abandoned anymore.~

   "I won't do that," I yell. "Luna I won't be like them. I know what its like to be loved then loose that love. My older sister Lyra did that. It wasn't intentional but its close." She nodded slowly. She made a grabby motion like a three year old, which was so adorable.

    ~I'all try but if you do, do that I'll let Trender skin you and make some wallets out of it.~

   "Deal," I say as Masky read everything. "Let's go home okay?" Super proud of myself. No twitch or stutter the whole time.
   "Do you have anything you want?" Masky spoke up. She wrote what she wanted down. "Computer, blankets, books, and nerd stuff?" She points to her poster, figurines, and plushies. So animes. So many.
  
                 ~Go home?~

   We nod and pack as much as we could. We would be back for the rest later. I carried her piggyback style home. I had a smile hidden behind my mask and goggles. She said yes to a date. Not girlfriend yet but date is a yes.

(End for now)