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Atsushis pov :
He woke up in the middle of the night not being able to sleep .
He just felt so overwhelmed with what was happening he couldn't take it anymore .
He moves out of dazais arm andks to the bathroom and opened the cupboard.
The blade he used was gone .
He took a deep breath and walked to the kitchen .
He opened a draw but as he suspected there were no knives or anything .
He was now getting agitated.
He opened another draw Nd nothing .
He was now crying and didn't care how loud he was being he was desperate he needed to relive his pain .
He opened the dishwasher .
There was a shiny knife that had just been cleaned .

He picked it up and more tears fell down his cheeks .
He moves up his sleeve and went to make a cut .
His hand was stopped by another taking the knife .
Dazai took the knife and places it to the side pulling Atsushi in for a hug .
"I'm so sorry Dazai I just can't seem to stop"
"Don't worry it's ok let's just go back to bed "
They layed back down and Atsushi didn't get up till morning .

He sat up and Dazai was gone .
He walked to the kitchen and he wasn't there .
'what if that guy had got him ?'
He was lost in thought and again Letting hia thoughts control him .
"Atsushi you ok ?"
"Oh dazai yeah sorry - about last night i-"
"It's fine Atsushi you didn't  do anything ok "
"Ok"

"Do you think you can go in today ?"
"Yes I'm ok "
"Ok - go get ready then we're leave "

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