I can't do this. Oh my God, I can't do this anymore. I felt my body shaking uncontrollably, I felt tears running down my face, snot running from my nose. I curl up smaller. I can't do this, I can't do anything. "Y/n?" I heard his voice stutter. Don't look at me, don't find me, stay away. Please. I heard running feet. "Y/N?" His voice was panicked. I can't do this to him. I can't do this, I can't do this. I bang my head against the wall, hurting myself and alerting the shy troll. He opens the door and sees the mess that I am. "Oh my Gog," I hear him whisper to himself. "Oh my Gog, Y/n." I start crying harder, my face pressed into my knees, my tears soaking through my jeans. I felt Xefros's arms curl around me and I lean into his chest. He placed me in his lap and I hug him tight. He mumbled one of his songs in my ear and I relaxed my muscles. I am still crying, but now it's less. Now I am a little safe. Xefros weaved his hand through my hair and I calmed down even more. "What's going on?" He soothed. I shake my head and bury further into his chest. "Hey." I look up at him and he places his hands on my cheeks. "Hey, you'll be okay. Remember that time I started freaking out? I'm still here, I'm here for you now." He kissed my forehead lightly and smiled. "Ready to talk?" I take a shaky breath and nod. He holds me close and I feel his chin on top of my head. "I don't think I can't d-do this." I mumble. I tighten my grip on his tee shirt. "Can't do what, Xactly?" He asked softly. "I don't want to be here." "Where do you mean?" "I just. I just can't live this anymore, Xefros!" I burst out. I feel him inhale. "I'm done with this, I hate this!" I start sobbing again. "It's so difficult to maintain smiles and laughter when inside nothing is good. I hate feeling weak, and useless, and horrible!" He starts petting my head again. "I just want to leave," I say a bit desperately. "I just want to be gone." "Y/n." "This isn't right, I should have died a long time ago-" "Y/N L/N." I hiccup and stop. "You need to shut your mouth about that shit," He says sternly. That's the first time I've heard him curse. "You are the most perfect person I know, and the strongest human I ever met and I know the Harley-Claires!" He kisses my forehead again and then my cheek."You are so beautiful and kind and un-perfect." I look at him, confused. What does that mean? he laughs a little and kisses my cheek once more. "You are too awesome to be perfect, that's for losers. You are Xtraordinary." I attempt a weak smile and he kisses me softly once more. "Now, why don't we leave this cold room and go sleep on the human bed?" He asks, lifting me up. I place my arms around his neck and he carries me to my bedroom. He lays me down and smiles and I curl up under the blankets. He crawls in with me and places his arms around me, tight. I fall asleep to his warmth and voice humming. 

I can do this, I can do this, I can do this, one more day.