After hearing what Quatre had said. Trowa decided he needed to keep a close eye on him. Could Quatre be hurting so bad inside that he didn't want to go on. Trowa couldn't allow that he needed him. He loved him and couldn't even think of going on if something happened to his angel. Trowa left Quatre some lunch and went to make a call. He figured that he had eaten it.

When he went to throw something away. He notice a bunch of papers covering it. Which he thought was odd. So he looked under them and all the food Quatre supposedly eaten was there. He knew he would have to make sure from now on that he saw him eat.

Quatre walked in on Trowa. He saw the look on his face the disappointment. He couldn't handle letting anyone else down. It was tearing him up inside. Trowa Quatre kind of just looked at eachother in silence. The silence was driving Trowa crazy and he usually liked it.

"I think I should leave Trowa."
"Why? because of this? I can help you if you would let me."
"I can't."
"Why?"
"It hurts too much. I can see the disappointment in your eyes." Trowa approached him and said in a kind and neutering voice. "It's not disappointment your seeing. It's worry."

"I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. Please just stay."
"all right. I will for now."

Quatre drifted it off to sleep. He dreamed he was alone in darkness. The darkness wanted to swallow him up. To consume him. Always alone he could see a light in the distance but could never quite reach it. A figure stood in the light but couldn't make out who it was. Though he could sense it was good soul. As he woke he felt bad again and so alone.

Even though Trowa was there he felt all alone inside. He needed something but wasn't sure what. The sad feelings of inadaquentcy were killing him. The feeling that no one cared and the ones he cared for he just couldn't live up to their standards. Not anymore he needed to escape his pain at least for a little while. Maybe that guy had the right idea.

Suddenly Quatre was bleeding. He had cut his wrist with a blade. He hadn't even realized what he had done. The blood began to drain and he felt so light headed. As he fell someone caught him then his went unconsece.

Trowa watched over him as he slept. He bandaged him up. Luckily the cut wasn't too deep. There probly would be a small scar though. Trowa was scared he needed to find a way to reach Quatre. He woke and saw Trowa wacting him. "Trowa?"

"Yes."
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"I should have went somewhere else to do this."
"Why do you want to hurt me?"
"What? I would never hurt you Trowa."
"Don't you think by killing yourself it hurts me?"
"Trowa. I'll do better I promise."
"Tell me what went wrong."
"I'm not enough." Trowa went over to him and held him.

Quatre felt so safe in his arms. He felt good so good he wanted to tell him he loved him. As they parted the pain felt less. Trowa began to think and operation make Quatre feel better was about to go under way.

To be continued