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Evan POV:

Evan, go to the second phone. I'll transfer your call," said Wes. I nodded and went where I was told to go.

The phone rang twice and I picked up. "H-hello?"

"Evan, oh baby, how are you doing? I miss you so much."

"Okay. I mean, I had a panic attack, but I'm okay."

"Oh honey. I'm sorry. You'll get better, I believe in you. You just need to believe in you."

I started crying. "I-I know.. I'm sorry..."

"Evan, I love you so much. Please get better. I have to go now."

"B-bye." I hung up the phone and sat back at the table where I first sat.

We had finished all our daily groups, so the tv was on. I layed my head down and sighed.

Connor POV:I had saw Evan crying on the phone, I saw he hadn't sat with me, I saw how hurt he was. And it shattered my heart.

"Connor? Your mom is on the line. Go to the first one," said Wes.

I walked over to the phone and waited for it to ring. Once it did, I picked up.

"Hello?"

"Connor, oh honey, I miss you so much. I hope you get better," Mom said.

"What? You think I'm a freak too?!"

"Connor, no. I just..."

"Bye." I hung up the phone and went back to the day room. I tapped on Evan's shoulder.

"Hey, come sit with me?"

"O-okay," Evan said and sat next to me.

"Why'd ya get upset, Evan?"

"I... I... Um, I just... My mom... I know she won't be able to afford this or medication and it's all my fault she's upset and I'm horrible and awful and I don't deserve her and yeah.." Evan said quickly.

"Evan, you're none of that."

"Why'd you get upset?"

"My mom is just... ugh.."

Evan nodded.

"Okay guys, time for wrap up! I know we got some new people so here's what you do, just stand up and answer all the questions on the board," Karma said.

After most people had gone, it was my turn. I stood up and sighed.

"Name?: Connor.

Age?: Seventeen.

Why I'm Here?: Depression, self harm, anger, and a suicide attempt.

Daily Goal?: I don't know, I just got here.

Any negative thoughts?tt

: Of course.

Any hallucinations?: No."

"Thank you, Connor. You will have a daily goal once you get your folder. You'll have to fill out a paper everyday," Karma said.

"Evan?"

Evan shakily stood up. "My-my name is Evan, I'm sev-seventeen, I'm here for a-a suicide attempt, no daily go-goal or hallucinations, lots of negative thoughts."

Once Evan finished, he quickly sat down. "Okay, it's time for bed," the woman announced.

Evan slowly got up and we went into our room.

We got into our beds and I smiled to myself. For once I had something, someone, I wanted to get better for, protect. Evan. I just want to hug him when he's sad, take away the hurt from his life. Call him mine.

A/N

Wow. A lot happened. Is Connor fooling anyone? Will he really get better? I don't know.