Lins pov:

  I knocked on the door softly. "Hija...are you alright?" I say, she stops moving completely, what little motions she was making before she's stopped. What on earth was she doing? I came home from rehearsal and she's locked herself in the bathroom. "Ye...yeah Lin I'm fine" she says, I know that voice. That's a voice of pain, the dryness tells me she's been crying and that's enough for me to want to rip down the door and hold her.

    "Hija I know you've been crying please talk to me" I say but no answer, to minutes later the door opens. "I don't know what you're talking about, I wasn't crying" she says with a chuckle, I can tell it's forced she has tried it too many times. "Why did you lock yourself in there?" I ask, she smiles. "Pippa gave me some makeup I was trying to figure it out but I looked like a raccoon. I was embarrassed but I'm okay now" she says but I know for a fact that's not true. Her eyes are tinted red and puffy, I decide to let it go for now.

   I let her slide past me and up into the loft. I look back into the bath room and see a lonely bandaid wrapper on the floor. I look back and see a folded up piece of paper in her back pocket.
                      What is that?

   Grays pov:

  I count all the wrappers before shoving them under my bed, 36 total. I couldn't sworn I used 37 but I made sure I grabbed them all. Must have been a miscount.

It wasn't a miscount

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Hey im sorry I take so long I'm trying to get better.