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Charlie's P.O.V.

As I'm pacing back in forth from worry, I think about Will. I don't understand why he's still with Katie. I understand he has a child as she's the biological mother but I wish he could just take Jessica and leave. I... I think he actually enjoys the abuse which is just so warped! On the bright side I sent Denis a message earlier today so we can both talk at least some sense into Will. Wait... Should I go visit Will tomorrow? Maybe I could try to get evidence of the abuse to show the cops! Well I guess it's too late to visit him at this hour, I might as well as go to sleep. Walking over to my room, I put my phone next to my pillow and begin to undress while contemplating if I should really visit Will. I'd ask if I could come drop by but I'm sure he'd say no, in fact whenever I ask to come over he gives specifically the same answer. 'Sorry Charlie. Katie says no' And not only that, when me and Denis found ourselves talking about this subject he also told me whenever he too asks certain things, he hears 'Sorry Denis. Katie says no'. My eyes look down at the floor while I'm only now wearing jeans... I really don't know if we can really get Will to snap out of this and I contemplate till I decide to wear full sleeping attire and get under the covers. 

Surprisingly enough, my phone makes it's usual ringtone. I completely forgot I still had it on! Taking it and then turning it on I see it's Will who's calling me at this very moment. Oh no... Please don't tell me he changed his mind. "Uhh... Hi, Will. Why calling again? We just talked not an hour ago." Is what I'm saying to avid telling him I don't want him to change his mind over this, I really don't want to come off as controlling. "Sorry Charlie." Just hearing that causes my eyes to widen and mentally tell myself 'no, no, no, no'. "But Katie says no." "Will, I'm not falling for this game again, she says no whenever I come over or invite you to stay. Or at least most of the time!" "... And?" Seems to be Will's reply. "W- what do you mean by 'And'- oh, I see. You're just dancing around the topic by asking random questions and saying random things... Again." "Charlie, you can't just accuse your friends of such things, take some consideration." I can't believe what I'm hearing, is he trying to defend Katie or is he really this delusional. "Will, just lis-" He... He just hung up on me...

Hours pass to a certain time which catches on to morning

Denis' P.O.V.

Golden rays enter my room and shine onto my face due to the curtains barely closed, my blanket is hanging off of my shoulder and hangs off slightly more from me stretching from under the warm fabric. A yawn escapes my lips while my legs drag themselves off the edge and I get up wanting to start the new day with such cheer from what's been happening. Wasn't I supposed to be doing something toda- just now a memory plays within my mind, I just remembered I had to go meet up with Charlie at his house in hopes Will would show up. "But he didn't say what time... Nevermind, I'll get ready anyway." I tell myself while thinking of taking a shower. Being there will show Will I care, so coming neatly prepared will show him I care even more, that is if he notices at all. Screw it, I'll do it anyway. I just want him to know I care enough to even try to look presentable. While walking to the bathroom I get my phone ready to listen to the music while being in the shower. Once I enter the small but neat and tidy room I begin to undress. The sudden small ring on my phone indicates I've now gotten a message.

Picking up the mobile device I touch into my messages and see it was Charlie who had messaged me. 'Denis, Will told me he can't come. He said he can't come because Katie won't allow it. Will night actually think this is all perfectly natural, that's even worse. I was actually thinking we show up to his house uninvited. He won't like that but you and I both know he'd decline. So how about it?' and just as I'm about to reply in agreement I suddenly notice something on the mirror... Upon squinting my eyes and looking close I notice they're finger markings. They're incredibly difficult to read and I can only make out an extremely faint D and two straight lines. It's like someone was writing on the mirror but who?! I mean I don't do that! What the hell?!