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Kim's POV

"Here I go again on my own," I sang along with my iPod. Apparently Jack's version of helping me to sleep was him abandoning me the next night, leaving me to another sleepless night.

So far I had been sitting here seeing what I could while staying on my bed. So far I had tried reading, drawing, writing and now singing. Nothing ever worked.

I was about to start a new song when a bang startled me. "Oh my freaking God!" I shrieked before standing up from my bed. Going over to my window to investigate, I opened it to see a shape standing below it. Taking the torch from my bedside table, I shone it down to my windows attacker.

"Jack!" I snapped/hissed at the shape standing below my window. Jack grinned up at me, dressed in his PJ's with a backpack over his shoulder.

"Can I come up?" he asked. I could just hear his voice and I nodded. He grinned but instead of heading for the front door, he leaped and grabbed onto the wooden frame that decorated the wall and started to climb up until he reached my window and hopped through.

I stared at him while he panted, that stupid smile still on his face. After waiting for an explanation for at least ten minutes it was obvious he was waiting for me to say something.

"Well?" I asked.

"You can't sleep, so I won't," he said simply before walking past me and flopping down onto my bed. I followed, standing in front of him as he got comfortable.

"Jack that's insane, you can't stay up for as long as I have. You can barely stay up a whole night without needing to take a nap in the middle of the day," I said and Jack blushed.

"Yeah? Well this time I came prepared," he said, pulling the backpack off his back and opening it. Inside I could see coffee milkshakes, video games, board games and a couple comic books. "I've already had two cups of coffee so I'm all set," he said excitedly. I knew there would be no point telling him to leave, in fact it would be cruel so I settled for leaping at him and crushing him in a hug.

"Thank you Jack."

So for the rest of the night until 4.00am we spent doing whatever we could to keep from getting bored. I managed to beat Jack at Call Of Duty: Black Opps, only to get destroyed in a game of Monopoly that lasted two hours. Finally we resulted in lying back on my bed, just staring up at the ceiling.

"Kim?" I didn't look at Jack.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Is something bothering you?" I knew that question was coming and should have been more prepared.

"Honestly?…I don't know," I answered. I heard Jack sigh.

"You don't trust me enough to tell me do you?" he asked in a slightly bitter voice. I turned to look at him, feeling hurt that he would go that far.

"Jack…why would you think that? You're the only one I've told that I can't sleep, not even my parents know." Jack sighed again, a hand coming up to rub his eyes. I knew that this was Jack's tell for him being tired. "Why don't we just try and fall asleep?" I suggested, hurt that Jack would accuse me of not trusting him enough to tell him what was wrong.

Jack grunted before rolling over, his back to me. I wasn't surprised that he was acting this way to be honest. One thing I knew about Jack was that, while he loved being the friend to support everyone, he was always hurt deeply when he felt someone he was close to didn't trust him. I understand the feeling but he was my best friend.

Even with Jack here, you can't fall asleep. How long has it been Kim? Two weeks? Coming up on three isn't it?

I rolled onto my side so my back was to Jack, trying vainly to block out the voice in my mind. I'm not crazy or anything, I think it's some kind of subconscious thing.

He's getting more and more fed up with you y'know? Sure he's offered to stay up with you now, but listen, he's already asleep. It was true, Jack's breathing had already evened out and he was asleep. Soon enough he'll stop caring and you'll be up here at night.

Alone.

My heartbeat sped up and I rolled over, staring at the back of Jack's head. I don't know how I could go on without that familiar head of wavy brown hair, those little freckles on his face that only seem more cute when he smiles.

For the rest of the night I was awake, thinking about how I was going to get Jack to understand. When nothing came to mind I groaned, rolling over again.

Jack's POV

I pushed my food around the plate with my spoon, the orange glop that I think was supposed to be macaroni and cheese making feel more sick then I already feel. How could I say those things to Kim? She was going through something pretty big already, worse still she didn't even seem to know what was wrong.

"Hey Jack, you alright man?" I looked up to see Jerry giving me an odd stare. I nodded, sighing heavily as I straightened up.

"Yeah, just a little tired," I answered. Milton, who was sitting next to Jerry, shook his head at me.

"Did you stay up all night playing another video game?" he asked in a disappointed tone. I shook my head.

"No…well kind of I guess," I answered. Milton gave me an odd look but I just shook it off, going back to my food.

Just then Kim sat down in her usual seat, next to me. She wouldn't look at me, choosing instead to focus on her food. Eddie followed her, giving her a cautious look.

"Kim are you sure you should be handling sharp utensils? Your hands wouldn't stop shaking the whole way through the lunch line," he asked. I looked over just as she picked up her knife, her hands more jittery then a Chihuahua's.

"I'm fine," she mumbled as she started cutting into her plate. Gently taking her hand, I guided the knife to join the fork in her slice of meatloaf. "Thanks," she mumbled, cutting it before eating her piece.

"Look Kim…about-"

"Not the time or place Jack," she grumbled under her breath so the others couldn't hear. I sighed, turning back to my food again.

Kim was pissed at me.

"So are you guys going to the premiere tonight?" Eddie asked, changing the subject quickly. Jerry and Milton nodded enthusiastically.

"What premiere?" I asked, glad for a change of topic.

"Just only the new Bobbie Wasabi comeback movie!" Jerry exclaimed. I raised my eyebrows.

"Bobbie Wasabi in…Squidranah! Half squid, half Piranha, all killing machine and only Bobbie can stop him!" Eddie said excitedly in what I'm guessing was supposed to be a deep voice.

I cocked an eyebrow, wondering if the guys could see the connection between their Piranahpus and the film company's Squidranah. Their excited chatter proved otherwise so I focused on keeping down my 'Mac and Cheese'.

"OW! Oh God damn it!" we all jumped at Kim's cry, looking over to see her holding her hand against her chest.

"What happened?" I asked, trying to get her to let go of her hand.

"It's nothing!" she snapped before getting up and rushing out the door. I quickly followed her, knowing that she would need help. Kim never asked for help which is why it was always so obvious to know when she needed it most.

I followed her to find her at her locker, whimpering slightly as she focused on her hand. Knowing that if she knew I was there she would just hide her hand, I walked up behind her and grabbed her wrist, holding it tightly.

"Jack! Let me go!" she demanded. I ignored her, inspecting her palm. My eyes widened at the long slit up her palm, which was still bleeding.

"Kim…" I whispered, unsure what to make of this. She wrenched her wrist out of my stunned grasp, quickly setting to work on her hand.

"Before you start jumping to conclusions, no I'm not cutting myself…well intentionally anyway. My hand slipped while I was cutting my food and I sliced my palm open. No biggie," she finalised, pulling a mini first aid kit out of her locker. I raised an eyebrow.

"If it's nothing then why do you have a prepped and ready first aid kit in your locker ready specifically for this situation?" I asked.

Kim stared up at me, her eyes not leaving mine. In those few moments I watched as they watered before she broke down and started crying. I expected this though and caught her in my arms, holding her to me tightly.

"Shh," I whispered, rubbing her back. "It's ok Kim, let it out."

"I'm so tired Jack," she whimpered against my shirt which she was clutching tightly in her firsts.

"I know…and we're going to find out why Kim. I promise."

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