Chapter Seven

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Nyssa frowns and looks at Oliver as he walks into her apartment.

"Are you okay?" Oliver asked softly.

The brunette sighed and looked away. "How's Hayden?"

"Missing you." Oliver said.

Nodding her head, Nyssa looks down. "Can you keep her a few more nights?"

"You need to tell me what's wrong?" Oliver said.

The brunette doesn't look at him. "Please just keep her a few more nights."

Oliver sighed. "I won't agree until you talk to me."

"What do you want me to say?" Nyssa mumbles weakly.

"Tell me what's wrong." Oliver said.

The brunette finally looks up at him. "I lost my baby and the same day you and Felicity welcomed yours into the world."

"There was nothing we could have done to stop that." Oliver said. "Nature works in mysterious ways."

Nyssa instantly looks down again. "I can't do this anymore Oliver."

"Do what?" Oliver frowned.

Nyssa scratches at her arm. "I can't do this." She mumbles.

"Do what?" Oliver asked confused.

The brunette doesn't respond, scratching at her arms again.

Oliver took Nyssa's hands. "I don't understand. Explain to me what you can't do."

The brunette begins pulling her arms away, causing her sleeves to rise and reveal cuts.

"Nyssa." Oliver said.

"Let me go." Nyssa breathes out.

"Not until you tell me what you mean." Oliver said.

The brunette pulls even harder finally getting one arm free only for Oliver to see the cuts.

"Nyssa, why are you hurting yourself?" Oliver asked.

Nyssa swallows thickly before looking at him. "Please take Hayden."

"Tell me what's wrong." Oliver said.

"Please Oliver," the brunette begs.

"Fine." Oliver said.

****

Three weeks later

"Oliver, Meredith just called. Nyssa's in the er." Felicity tells Oliver after waking him up.

"What? Why?" Oliver frowned.

Felicity shrugs. "She couldn't say, Thea and Roy are on their way to watch the kids."

Oliver nodded. "Okay."

"Get dressed, I'll get some coffee." The blonde says softly.

Oliver nodded again.

Leaving the room, Felicity makes her way toward the kitchen.

Oliver got up and made his way to their room to get dressed.

It wasn't long before they made their way toward the hospital.

Felicity squeezed Oliver's hand.

The blue eyed man was struggling not to panic after what he'd seen on her wrists three weeks ago.

"She'll get help. She'll be okay. She has the best doctors looking after her." Felicity said.

Sighing, Oliver looks over at her. "I don't know what's going on or how she's hurt." 

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