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Allen went into a very severe depressive episode an hour ago. For him, he was grateful it was 1 in the morning, so he doesn't have to worry about being interrupted. Allen was crying so much and so loud that he had lost his voice. After his fit, he dragged himself to his bedroom's bathroom. He looked in the mirror and glared at his reflection.

Bad thoughts infiltrate his head. Every thought ends on the same line; that he should no longer exist. Allen has been getting bullied online now due to Nea coming with him to school. Allen would much rather prefer that he get bullied IRL than online because if he was at school, he'd just find a way to avoid it, but online, he has to use it for communication, but his notifications constantly are flooded with slander and photoshopped things. He could just block them and he tried! But they just made alt accounts to harass him further.

He examines himself one more time before anger takes hold of him. He punches the mirror in front of him. It shatters with a loud sound. Allen takes a piece of broken glass and puts it against his arm. With no thought besides hate, hopelessness, and self-pity, he slides it across his arm. Blood wells from the cut. He repeated the action until he reached his wrist. 'Should I?' Allen thought. He reruns that thought a few times before he finally decides to just end it. 'They can move on without me. I just hinder them.' Allen thought as he slid the glass across his wrist. Blood starts squirting out of his now broken vein.

Nea had heard a loud crash sound come from Allen's room and jolted awake. 'Probably just Tim trying to jump up on something. I'll take care of it tomorrow.' Nea thought. He lied back down, but anxiety was eating away at him. Nea began to think about it more. 'Wait, Allen doesn't really have any fragile items in his room. I don't think a picture frame can make that sound either.' Nea thinks.

He sits up and decides to check it out. He opens the door to Allen's room and sees that he's not there and nothing seems amiss. He sees that the bathroom light is on, but the door is closed. He walks over to the door and knocks. A second later he opens it to find a sight that horrified him.

There, he found Allen holding broken mirror glass over his arm and his arm was badly abused. Allen looks at Nea in fear. Tears start welling up in his eyes. "Allen I-" Nea couldn't even finish his sentence because Allen ran up to him and hugged him. Nea embraced him back and sat them down. Allen started to cry into Nea's shirt; soaking it in blood. Nea rubbed his back. Allen kept repeating "I'm sorry." in a hoarse and broken-up voice until he eventually passed out due to blood loss.

Nea shook him and got no response, not even a twitch. Nea got extremely worried and picked up his nephew. He rushed downstairs in a panic. Nea grabbed his car keys and ran out of the house. He ripped up parts of his shirt sleeve and tied them around Allen's arm. He started the car and rushed him to the hospital; ignoring several traffic laws. He wasn't about to let his beloved nephew die. He already lost his brother, and now he refused to lose Allen too.