*Truth's POV*

I was walking when I saw droplets of blood leading to a room. I got confused and worried as I stalked towards the door quietly and opened it. I saw Gold asleep against a storage box with a knife in hand and his wrists all cut up and bleeding. New cuts, old cuts, and fresh cuts.... It hurt to see it too.. I walked towards him and kneeled down.

"...G...Gold?" I whispered. He groaned in his sleep and moved lightly. I took the knife out his hand and threw it. I looked to his wrists he didn't cover up... I felt so bad.. This was my fault he started to cut.. I put him threw all this depression. Hell I even lost my wife cause she thought we were a thing.... But we're not.. But.. Now.. I...... Kinda want to be a thing with him.. Oh what am I gonna do?..