A/n: Wow, I've been gone forever haven't I? Anyways, if you didn't know, I was in Mexico and that's why I couldn't update for a while. Then I had some AP homework to finish and i couldn't update then. THEN I had to start Hell(school). But I'm back so yay! I hope you guys didn't miss me too much; enjoy the chapter!!!

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Previously on Cracked:

"Katie, what's wrong? What happened back there? Why did you run out crying? Why did you trip me?...What's going on with your sleeve?" Travis glanced down at my arm. I also looked down and saw the blood had seeped through the bandages and got on my sleeve. I threw my arms behind my back and looked down at the ground. "Katie-Kat, what are you hiding from me?"

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Travis's POV:

"It's nothing Travis, it really isn't." Katie shook her head.

"You are hiding your bleeding arm behind your back to keep me from seeing it, of course it's not 'nothing'! Katie are you hurting yourself?! Are you getting hurt by something else?! What the fuck happened in that room Katie?!" I demanded as I grabbed her shoulders, genuinely scared for her life. Katie has been one of my best friends since that day, I don't want to see her hurt; I don't want to lose someone else important to me.

"I promise it's nothing." She shook her head. I looked into her eyes and found traces of different emotions: fear, regret, anger, etc. but what stopped me was how she wouldn't look me in the eyes, a universal sign of lying.

"Stop lying Katie!" I yelled, getting frustrated. "Stop lying! I know when you're lying and you're doing it this very moment! Why are hiding your arms Katie?! Show me them!"

"I-I don't want to Travis."

"Katie-Kat please, what happened to trust? Have I done something for you to not trust me? Please tell me what's going on, tell me how I can help you." I felt angry tears in my eyes and cursed myself in my mind. I have to keep strong, Katie needs me to keep strong for both of us even if she doesn't know it.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure showed up behind her and made her stick her arms out.

"Sam!" She yelped.

I ignored her and pulled up her sleeves. There were bandages on one of her arms and the other...the other...I dropped her arms, feeling a tear roll down my face.

"Why Katie-Kat?" I whispered.

"It's just..." She mumbled and looked away. I grabbed her shoulders again, getting a bit frustrated.

"'Just' what? Tell me everything. Tell me why you...why you're doing this! I never expected this from you Katie!"

"Yeah no one does! No one ever expects someone who looks happy to be depressed!" She snarled.

I was taken aback. "Katie-"

"Well guess what, I am! I am and have been for the longest time so drop it and stop caring about it Travis!" She screamed.

"I won't stop caring about it! You're my best fucking friend why wouldn't I fucking care?!" I screamed back.

"Because you're supposed to hate me!"

"I don't hate you Katie!"

"Why not?! Why can't everyone just hate me?! That'd be easier than pretending!"

"Then stop pretending! Stop acting and tell the truth! Get help!"

"It's not easy when you think no one cares and you're better off dead!"

"Why would you think that?!"

"Some depressed people are suicidal Travis!"

"You're suicidal?! Katie why the fuck did you go on this mission?!"

"Because maybe I wanna die with honor?! Maybe I wanna die looking like a hero! I just don't want to die being remembered as the girl who killed herself!"

"But why Katie?! Dammit, why are you telling me this just now?!" She ignored my second question.

"Remember that monster the first night? The night we went to camp? That monster has haunted me for years. The monster has ruined my life to the point I was desperate enough to ask a cyclops to kill me in the Titan War, and I almost succeeded, but you got in the way."

I thought back to that day when I ran a few miles in Hermes speed to see if Katie's group was doing okay, and saw the cyclops about to attack Katie so I killed it from behind. Katie was trying to die? I thought about how it looked like they were talking. Did she ask it to kill her? Is that what she wanted?

"Katie, why?"

"...Sometimes life gives you obstacles that are too hard to get over."

"That's not the answer I wanted Katie. I don't want any riddles, I want a real answer."

"Because...Because my step-mom is a bitch okay?! Because my step-mom thought that psychologically damaging me would be fun! Because she thinks that beating your step-child every day would be a good way to take off stress! Because my step-mom hated me so much she turned my father against me and made him hurt me too! Because my home life was so fucked up that I didn't want to live there anymore! Because the people who bullied me were right!  I'm at the point of choosing death over going back to them."

"Then don't! Be a year rounder instead! Katie there's always another option."

"Well I'm all out of options."

"Katie, I think we should send you back to camp." I frowned.

"What?! But the prophecy-"

"It can be about another one of your siblings."

"No. That God that was watching me, testing me, told me I was part of that prophecy. I am not going back to camp just because you're scared I'm going to kill myself here."

"Well you could!"

"I want to die Travis, but not in a place like this."

"...A rented house?"

"You're an asshole."

"Fine, you're not going to leave because of the prophecy and only because of the prophecy, okay. But I want all your razors and sharp objects."

"Wha-Why?"

"You're not hurting yourself. Not anymore. I'm gonna check your arms everyday in private and if I see any new marks I'll...uh, make you sleep in my bed with me and you need to tell me why you cut that time. Yeah, I like that. Instead of cutting, tell me what's going on and let it out like that."

"You say it like it's easy."

"It can be if you make it easy for yourself. Just try it out for a while, because Katie, I really don't want you doing this to yourself."

Her hands twitched. I looked down at her eyes and pulled her in for a hug. "You're my best friend Katie, you dying would hurt as much as Connor. Don't leave."

"I'm not making any promises." She pulled away from the hug and I set her on the toilet. I looked through the cabinets and found her razors. I looked through her purse and didn't see any more. I took her bracelet from her wrist and left her with and left her just a dagger.

"There, now you're safe."

Katie didn't talk the whole time. She just gave me blank stares.

"A dagger. I use swords, I'm better with swords. I'm not very skilled with daggers."

"Well it's time to learn. This is the only sharp object I'm willing to leave in your hands and I don't want you hurting yourself with it. You can hurt monsters, just not you. I don't know if your Sammy buddy is here but if he is, I want him to keep you from harming yourself. Even if it means knocking her out, what ever it takes man."

A chair moved from one side to the other. "I'll take that as an 'I agree'."

I looked at Katie, waiting for any type of reaction but got none. Am I doing the right thing? I mean, of course I am! I'm helping Katie!

"I'll see you in the morning Katie."

"Yeah. Okay."

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A/n 9/4/2017: Yeah, okay, that was cliché and I know it. It's also not as good, or long, but I was sorta at a blank at how I should make Travis react. I'm gonna get a friend to read it over and help me with it but for now I thought I'd just upload it since you've all waited long enough.

Please comment any suggestions for this chapter and future ones! I greatly appreciate any criticism, just no hate!

Here's some Disney:

https://youtu.be/8JFfLjrpnF8

Stay strong and live life my friends, and remember, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL! Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. 

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