Tw: self harm/self destructive habits, gaslighting, past child abuse, suicidal thoughts

It's cold out, his tank top and shorts doing nothing to counteract the pouring rain. Under better circumstances the rain would offer some form of comfort, now it just reminds him of his father.

He pulls his knees to his chest, hiding his face in his arms. He wondered what the others were doing, he hoped DC was taking care of himself.

He bites his tongue, struggling to hold back a sob, he should be helping right now.

He lifts his head and glances around, he isn't sure where he ended up. The logical part of him reminds him that his partners do care about him, but the dark thoughts creep back in and he doubts it matters.

Meetings would be easier, they wouldn't have to spend so much time cleaning up after him, he whimpers, arms tightening in an attempt to focus on something else, they don't want him gone.

Do they?

They said it before, things would be better without him, even if they weren't, he was replaceable.

So why were they keeping him around?