Cross POV

'The air was thick, and suffocating. It was absolutely unbearable.'

Well, hmm. Who really knows anymore? Fuck, it's just-- I don't know how to deal with this. If I do anything, well, that would be wrong. Don't draw attention. Don't draw attention. DON'T DRAW ATTENTION. Just pretend that EVERYTHING IS FINE. NOTHING COULD POSSIBLY BE WRONG. I, NO, WE, ARE FINE. That's right. Now we're good. Nothing is wrong, right?

....

Fuck it, fuck this, fuck everything!

Her damn phone got cracked. Apparently Error did it, but I'm not sure. Even if I we're to try and ask, I would get Night's angry story, and silence from Error. He won't even look at me, or her. I don't know. It just kinda... Happened. I'm not sure about anything right now, to be honest. I just want to leave, and breath once more.

.....

She follows me to my next class, and we always sit next to each other. So, more suffocating silence, and her looking as though she'll either hit me or burst into tears. Fucking hell, the sub is taking us outside. And now we're outside.

Let's see how many milliseconds it takes for the others to notice that I'm outside.

....

Can't breathe.

Why can't I breath?

Oh.

It's because she's still here.

I don't resent her.

I just can't.

Breath.