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Can you do one where Brett and Aubrey have a heart-to-heart talk

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In all the time that I've known Aubrey this has never happened, but, she did kinda save my life so I guess I owe it to her. Basically she wants to know what was going through my head when I stupidly swallowed twenty pills and as we all know, I'm emotionally stunted.

"I just want to know what happened Brett. I mean, I get that recovery from your injuries was hard but, I don't understand why you would want to end your life."

"What do you want me to say? I was depressed with the situation, so much so that I couldn't see a way out."

"But why? You know you have support all around you."

"Aubrey, my girlfriend left me at the time I needed her most."

"So you're blaming her?"

I sigh and put my head in my hands. "No, I'm not blaming Chloe for any of this. I know it's my fault she left. I pushed her away. I gave her no choice. I just..." I struggle to find the words to explain myself. "The dysphoria that comes from not being able to wear your binder is excruciating. I was constantly being reminded that my body isn't me. It's so hard to explain if you don't know firsthand how it feels."

"Try and explain it."

"It's like having a huge weight attached to your chest and carrying it around day after day. No matter what you do, you can't get rid of them. I was just feeling so alone, and I know that I had support. I know that now, but at the time I couldn't see that. I just wanted the pain to end and I know now that it was a stupid thing to do. I just wanted it to be over, all of it. The depression, the nightmares, the panic attacks, the dysphoria. All of it."

"After I got your message, I was terrified of what I'd find when I got back to the apartment Brett. I thought that I'd be too late." She looks away and bites the inside of her cheek and I can tell she's reliving the memories of the pictures that must have gone through her head at the time.

"I'm sorry. Aubrey, I know we haven't always seen eye to eye and we bicker like crazy but I really am sorry of what you saw, of what you could've seen. I just knew I had to end it."

She looks at me and reaches over the table to rest her hand over mine. "I care about you Brett. No matter how much we argue, I still care." I smile and nod at her before she narrows her eyes at me. "And if you had been successful I would've brought you back to kill you again for hurting Chloe."

I laugh and roll my eyes to hide my fear that she's not joking. I know she's not kidding. She literally would do anything possible to do that because I hurt Chloe.

All in all, I'm actually glad that Aubrey and I could have this talk. It's good that we can get on an emotional level, even if that's not really my strong point