I open my eyes. I'm back in the barn. I can see that the sun is starting to set for the day. I hear a sigh. I don't turn to my side to see what's going on. "Why, Amethyst?" I hear her sigh.

Eyeball paces around the room, her voice a bit shaky from what happened a few hours or so earlier. "Why did you try shattering yourself? Are you really okay? Are you just trying to stop me from worrying about you?"

She stops pacing for a moment. "Stop trying to hide yourself from me. I just want to help you! Is that too much to ask?! Do you want to die? Is that what this is? Because if that is it, then..." She sighs again. "That is just perfect."

She pauses for a moment. I then hear a tune come out of her voice. A beautiful tone.

"What would happen if I...
said that thing to you?
I just want to help you out.
There's no need to cry about it."

She pauses for moment.

"Stop blaming yourself.
I care about you and I can't bare to watch you suffer like this.
Don't take this the wrong way.
But I need to know...
what will become of you and I."

She sits down next to me. She starts petting my hair.

"You're hurting and I'm stiring.
Why can't you just move on with things?
Let go of the past and make amends once again.
If you can't do that then what will become of you and I?"

Her voice gets even more shaky.

"I know I may not be the best for you. But you must understand that I might be the only one who cares about you in this world.
Please stop holding back.
Just come to me and you will see what will become of you and I.

I'm worried.
I'm worried of the things that will surpass us soon enough.
He's there...
in your head...
and I don't believe you're crazy.

My crew will tear us apart if you don't come to me and see what will become of you and I.
You and I.
You and I.
You and I!

Stop holding back.
You will see.
Don't be afraid.
I am here for you."

She pauses.

"Please don't drift away so soon. Because if you give up..."

She starts sobbing and sniffling.

"What will become of...
you...
and...
I?"

I don't turn around. But the song that I just heard is one that I shall not ignore. It may have been a small, singular voice. But it was a voice that created a big impact. I tear up, smiling.

Maybe. Just maybe, Eyeball. Eyeball keeps petting my hair. I think back to the song. Everything in it is sincere. But that's impossible. We've only known each other for about three days, not even.

Is it really more than just a crush? Is she also going through some things? She must be. I still feel very guilty for not going up to Eyeball and actually being honest with her on what's going on. I have to stop holding back.

When the time is right, I'm going to tell her everything. If there is at least one person that cares about you, then things shouldn't be so bad, right? I want to do it right now. But I can't do that. Not now. Later.

I close my eyes. I try to stop thinking about all of the bad stuff. I only focus on one subject. Eyeball. I open my eyes one last time to see that it's night. I then close my eyes once more and I let myself drift off to sleep.