Ashley felt horrible. Her mom's reaction had been…and Jeff…and Toby. What had she done to them? Toby had cried in front of her; he never cried. To say nothing for how her mother reacted. Even Jeff cried. She had hurt them so badly; she just wanted to die.

But that wasn't possible now; she was locked in the psych ward on severe suicide watch. Nurses kept checking on her, and there was nothing in the room, except a bed. She didn't even get a blanket; they were afraid she'd try to hang herself. It was so sterile.

She knew she should try to sleep; it was the middle of the night. But she couldn't; she just kept replaying the horrible scene in her living room.

Marco telling her mom…her mom crying…Jeff and Toby coming in, wanting to see who was over…her uncovering her scars…and then watching Toby cry. Even though he was a little dork, Ash really loved him. She hadn't wanted to hurt anyone but herself, and now look at the mess she had created. Her mom, Jeff, Toby, Ellie, Marco. She had hurt all of them. And now they wanted her to sleep?

And what would happen tomorrow? Nobody had told her anything. She had said goodbye to her family, and Ellie and Marco, but now what? When would she see them again? What would happen in the morning?

She drifted off into a fitful sleep.