Trigger warning for this one too!

Yellow POV

When Sapphire finally lets go of my arm, we're in what assuming is her room; judging by the fact that the shirt I saw her wearing the other day is thrown over one of the beds. The ceiling beams are exposed, revealing a maze of wooden bars most people would call a jungle-gym.

Sapphire clambers onto the lowest one, climbing up the next few and calling down to me, "C'mon Junior let's have an adventure!" Not knowing what exactly I'm attempting to do, I hop up and pull myself onto the first bar; being careful not to lose my balance as I stand up to move to the next.

"So Junior, what're ya here fer?" she grins at me as she flops down onto the rail above me. "I knows y'ain't fond of food an' such, but what exactly did'ya do to get yourself sent here?"

"Sapphire, you shouldn't ask questions like that," Krystal scolds from below us, rolling her foggy blue eyes.

"I-it's fine," I shrug, pulling my knees up to my chest. "I w-was in the hospital a bit before and I-I-I ran away for r-re-reasons I'd rath-th-ther not say. When I came back, I got sent here," I mumble and with each word the both of them seem to get more and more upset.

Sapphire breaks the silence first, leaning down with a hesitant grin and holding out her hand saying "High five for bein' runaway buddies!" She laughs as I unsteadily reach up to high five her, holding onto the rail for dear life. "I got stuck in tha hospital too- hit by a soda truck- and my parents didn't give two flyin' fadoodles 'bout me so I hooked it over to my uncle's. I came back , they flipped their lids and badabing, here I am!"

"You make that sound like a good thing," Krystal tsks amusedly, shaking her head.

"It is a good thing in my book Piggy. Say why don't you tell us what'chyu did to get here?"

"Didn't I say you shouldn't say things like that?"

"Awwwh come on Piggy you're no fun!" the two of them start bickering quietly, Sapphire hopping down onto the bed next to Krystal. I watch silently as Sapphire nudges Krystal's side and Krystal shoving back.

Its 4 hours later and they're both asleep now, Sapphire having fallen onto the floor and sprawled herself out almost like a bear and Krystal curled up like a cat on the end of the bed. I find myself digging into my pockets since they're not looking; digging through them in desperate search of sharpness.

I pause for a minute and ask myself what I gain from making myself bleed. What do I gain from letting the grief bubbled up into red streams and slide down my wrist. Then I remember that's the reason. The grief slides away, it leaves, even if only for a minute.

I sigh and slice the blade across my fingers, watching the sadness slink away like a snake excluded from a game. Or like the end of a fire work fizzling away from the explosion. If I move down to my wrist I can make a waterfall. I love waterfalls, red or not they're strong but really really pretty. Like Blue. Strange I never thought slicing my wrist open like this would make me think of Blue.

I wonder what she would do if she found out I do this. She'd probably get angry at me, then probably leave me. She'd never want to talk to me again, she'd probably glare me down in the halls and make me room with someone else.

Waterfalls are really... pretty...

Blue POV

After a rather eventless night with Red and Green, I wake up to Sapphire kicking our door in. Red and Green quickly sit up and (finally) stop making out and I look up to Sapp expectantly.

"Kid," she gasps and on assumption she's talking about Yellow I'm up in seconds. "Knife, blood, help."

I can't tell if my heart is even working anymore but within a minute or two I'm in Sapp's room and Krys is nowhere to be seen. What I do see however Is Yellow on the lowest rafter and her arm dangling over the side, blood dribbling down it and a sailor's knife on the floor.

The room drains of all noise and color as my throat tightens up and my entire body starts to tremble. All I can see is blood and the knife and all I can think of is the fact that Yellow hurts herself like this. Bile rises at the back of my throat as tears sting my eyes and Sapp yells at me to get it together.

I reach up and shake her shoulder, my voice cracking as I call her name, my thoughts swirling with the fear that she's killed herself.

I can't deal with this again. I can't. I've dealt with this once before and that's one time to many. She can't end up like N. She can't. She has to be alive, she has to be alive. She has to.

The next thing I know I'm pushed aside and Sapphire is shaking her, telling me to try and breathe. I try and try and I almost have it but then Yellow finally sits up and asks why we're yelling. She looks at her hand, and then to me and the fear in her eyes makes me start crying again.

She looks like she thinks I'm angry, like she's afraid I'm just going to yell at her until my voice gives way. I try to force something out, anything; her name, a question, a plea anything. But I choke on everything that tries to get out; I choke on it all and crumple to the floor.

I can't seem to stop the shivers wracking my spine, nor the aching in my head or the weird feeling in my chest.

Am I... scared?

Yellow POV

Sapphire dams my waterfall as Blue breaks hers. That's funny I don't think I've ever seen her upset like this. She stares at the floor choking and blubbering for a long time while Sapphire keeps piling rough white over my dried up river, eliminating any possible chance of red running out from it. Such a shame it looked so nice too.

I watch numbly as the red soaks through the white. Blue chokes out a strangled why before spiky one and a boy with blood eyes come in and drag her down the hall, saying something about The Quiet Room. Once she's gone I stand up and Sapphire steps in front of the knife, but I ignore her and blankly walk back to my room.

I sit on my bed, my back to the door which I left open. I couldn't find the strength to close it. Sabrina comes in and sits next to me and asks what I did. I tell her it doesn't matter now. She asks again and I say the same thing. She asks again but louder and more irritated so I go on instinct and I tell her I made myself bleed.

She asks me why and I get irritated myself and say that doesn't matter either but she keeps asking. I snap and tell her cause I deserve to hurt and she goes quiet. She tells me to show her. It's not a question, it's an order. I ask her which ones she wants to see and stares at me like a deer in headlights.

I get impatient and roll both my sleeves up, turning to her and holding out both of my arms. Her fingers ghost over each scar and cut and tiny red line before she abruptly stands up and leaves; leaving me to blankly stare at the wall again.

I quickly get bored and count the minutes Blue's gone, ignoring both Sapphire and Krystal when they come in and talk to me. They're trying to get me to come get something to eat. I've screwed up enough today if I eat I'll only make it worse. Ignoring Flannery is harder but I manage. She leaves crying and bile rises in the back of my throat.

A girl with long navy hair pulled back by two yellow hair clips comes in and sits next to me, joining me in staring at the wall. We're both silent for the amount of time it takes a child to learn that the world is a terrible place and then she tells me guilt is trying to eat me up and asks what happened.

I tell her I let the waterfall out and she nods understandingly, her eyes taking on an odd sort of glaze. We're silent again, and eventually she slithers away like a forlorn snake who thought of one too many faults it had.

I briefly wonder when Blue will come back before someone picks me up and hauls my limp body in the direction of the cafeteria. I don't get a good look at them but I can tell from the uneven breathing and the sudden appearance of the navy-haired girl saying something about her that it's Sapphire.

"I hope you know I'm not eating no matter what you do," I say calmly and don't even blink at the lack of stuttering, unlike Sapphire who freezes up and almost lets go of me.

"I don't care."