Dark's P.O.V: I was pacing my mansion, thinking silently while also on the verge of screaming till my lungs gave out. I didn't know what to say and I didn't know what to think. I find myself thinking about Anti most of the time but that's probably just because he's my best friend and I'm worried about what's going on in his life. I get driven out of my thoughts when my cell phone starts ringing. I rush over to it and see that the caller ID is Anti, I pick up and he's crying. "Hello, What's wrong?" I asked. "It's nothing." He said. "You're crying and you're saying it's nothing, I don't believe you." I said. "I'll be alright, just forget about me Dark, I'm irrelevant to everyone." He said. "I'm not forgetting you Anti, you're my best friend." I said kinda loudly. I could hear the sound of whipping in the background and Anti silently screaming.

Anti's P.O.V: Dark went silent for a minute. "Does he know that my parents beat me and there's nothing I can do to stop it." I thought. After awhile my drunk mother and father left, I was alone examining my body. Of course I was bleeding, the skin on my stomach was bleeding real bad. "Dark, you there?" I asked. "Yeah..." He said. I could hear the sadness in his voice, I wondered if I meant that much to him. "Do they still beat you?" He asked. "Yeah." I said. "Of course, those drunken idiots don't care about my best friend!" He yelled kinda a little too loud. "Please calm down, I'm f- ." I didn't even finish my sentence before I passed out from all the blood I lost.

Dark's P.O.V: "Anti! Anti! Anti!" I kept yelling over and over. No response. Screw this, I'm going to his house. I still was on the phone in case he woke up. I reached his house within five minutes. The door was unlocked so I rushed in upstairs to his room but before I went to his room I took out the gauze I had in my bag. I applied pressure to stop the bleeding, I knew he was O+ and I was too so I took an IV and gave him some of my blood then applied gauze and a bandage on his left arm where his veins were. I put the same on my right arm where my veins were. He began to wake up. He saw his torso and stomach covered with gauze. Then he looked over and saw me.

Anti's P.O.V: Dark is in my house! How did he manage to get in my house? "Hey Dark." I said. I hung up my phone and he did too. "Why didn't you tell me Anti? I would've helped you." He said. "I'm sorry Dark, I didn't want you to worry." I said. "You're my best friend, of course I'll be worried about you." He said. I heard my drunken father coming up the stairs. "Hide Dark." I said. "No way, I'm protecting you from this mad man." He said. I smiled, my best friend actually cares. My father came up the stairs and was about to hit me but Dark protected me and took the beating instead. After awhile for what seemed like an eternal nightmare, it was finally over. Dark healed his wounds so nobody would ask him if he and I got into a fight. Then he healed mine and he told me to pack my things. I packed everything including my Sam plush. Then Dark helped me with my bags and suitcases, we casually left and we went to his mansion. He said to put my stuff in the room by his room. I did as I was told and then we watched a movie. We watched Zootopia, one of my favorites then we watched one of Dark's favorites, a Harry Potter movie. After the two movies, it was late and I decided to go to bed. I had nightmares growing up and this one is the worst one I've ever had, I'll always remember it. I got found by my parents and they murdered Dark, and then beat me until I was dead. I woke up heavily breathing and my vision was blurred. Dark came in, he told me to breathe and I listened. After awhile of breathing and crying into Dark's shirt, I was able to talk to him.