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"OH MY GOD OLIVER- OH MY GOD-"~~~

"BABY IM HERE- I PROMISE YOUR-~~~

IM HERE NOW- IM HERE~~~

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"Where the hell is Oliver, its been like 30 minutes-" Izzy scoffed to her parents. "I dont know baby but i could have swore he left the building when he got up-" Ms.Trumani replied. "Yeah, and there's barely anyone in here, there was like....one couple in here. Its monday, i know theres no one here." Mr. Trumani continued, eating his food. Izzy was furious. "WHAT THE HELL YOU MEAN HE LEFT-" Izzy yelled, standing up. Her parents looked at her with worry. "Baby. Please sit down, the babies! No stress remember!" Izzy looked down at her parents and sat down. "Im sure he did leave you know, he probably went home. Mom i swear hes getting on my nerve's!" Izzy complained. Ms.Trumani rubbed Izzy's back. "Well it'll all be alright! The babies will be good too i promise. Dont stress your self out over this stuff!" Mr.Trumani said. Izzy nodded and got up from her seat and, going to call Oliver.

Izzy kept calling him, over and over again, and not because shes worried, but because she wanted too yell at him and tell him hes a horrible person and a horrible dad.

Meanwhile, Oliver is still in the bathroom, unconscious and bleeding, slumped against the corner of the bathroom stall. He was loosing alot of blood.

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"Alright im done. Im leaving. Ill talk too you guys later." Izzy said to her parents, walking out the restaurant. "Ok Iz! Hes probably home, just talk too him-" Ms.Trumani was cut off by Izzy. "Mom. Im so sick of this. Hes such a deadbeat father and boyfriend and you think hes going to marry me-" Izzy said, not even turning around too look at her parents. Izzy's mom sighed and Izzy continued too walk out, shaking her head.

While Izzy was walking to the door, she got a notification from Instagram, but it wasnt on her regular account...it was on her secret account and it said that Regie had posted a new story. Izzy scoffed. "Ha, ofcourse Oliver left, he's probably home sitting in bed looking at Regie and wishing i was him....and hes coming home tonight.Fucking bitch." Izzy exclaimed, shoving her phone in her pocket and driving off, speeding to the NSB house.

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"OH MY GOD- SOMEONE- H- HELP! CALL 911-" someone yelled. "HES BLEEDING OUT, SOMEONE PLEASE, THERES BARELY ANY P- PULSE-"
That someone just found Oliver in the bathroom stall, practically dead. Olivers consciousness was far gone at this point. By the time the ambulance got their, he already lost a huge sum of blood.

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"OH MY GOD OLIVER- OH MY GOD-"~~~

"BABY IM HERE- I PROMISE YOUR-~~~

IM HERE NOW- IM HERE~~~..........

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Oliver woke up in the hospital. Those words were just a dream...Regie wasnt here, and as a matter of fact, no one was here, but Oliver was relived. If anyone of the boys knew what Oliver had done too his self, he would never forgive himself especially if Regie found out. It cant be Regie. Ever. The last thing or the one thing Oliver didnt want too happen was the boys too figure out what happened too him right now. He didnt want too deal with it or let them try too tell him to go get help or treat him differently. He really did want too die, but since he opened his eyes again, he had to make sure the boys didnt figure it out. But to be honest, Oliver was kind of relived he also didnt die. It hit him pretty hard that he actually almost died. Oliver felt that his mind really wasnt in a good spot when he did what he did the bathroom, but yet he hasn't been in a good spot for alnost a year now, and Oliver was at his breaking point.

Oliver sighed and looked around his hospital room, seeing if there was even a doctor in sight, and there wasnt, which was a relief too him, until like clockwork, a doctor bursts into the room, causing Oliver too flinch. He was already weak. "Mr. Oliver Moy is it?" The doctor asked, writing on a clipboard. Oliver looked at her and slightly nodded, not having any strength to do anything else. "Hi,Im Dr.Swanzka, im a nurse at the Los Angeles mental Institution." She finished off, walking uo too Oliver. "Oliver...whats been hurting you this bad too do this too yourself?...." Dr.Swanzka asked sadly, looking at Oliver's severely bandaged arm. Oliver looked up at her with tears in his eyes. He knew he was never going too tell her but he did realize that no one had asked him that before.

"Ok...if you dont want too tell me that completely fine but what we do need to do is put you on 72 hour suicide check..." Dr.Swanzka said, rubbing the top of Oliver's arm. Oliver hesitated before speaking. "Y- You havent- nt told anyone h- have you?" Oliver asked, scared. The doctor looked down at him a frowned. "I had too tell someone...Oliver you just tried too kill yourself and no one knew...someone from the restruant brought you here-" Dr.Swanzka was interrupted. "Who did you tell." Oliver asked, sternly. ".....your possible boyfriend? His contact was Regie with 3 white hearts?...and he was your emergency contact as well" the doctor replied, looking down at her clipboard, writing things down.

Oliver's face was pale. He was terrified. The one person he didnt want knowing was Regie. The one main person, and now he knew. "And.. Mr.Oliver?-" The doctor cut herself off, looking at Oliver with a concerned look. "Oliver...everything is going too be ok. Regie was out of town but he just got back tonight. He said he'll be here in about 20 minutes-" Dr.Swanzka got interrupted. "NO PLEASE DONT LET HIM IN. I DIDNT WANT ANYONE TOO KNOW, I DIDNT EVEN KNOW HE WAS COMING BACK THIS EARLY- PLEASE DOC-" Oliver was cut off by the one person he didnt want in the room. The one person he was just telling Ms. Swanzka to not let in...

"Oliver...."