Chapter 6

********************TW SUICIDAL THOUGHTS********************

~Rose~

My eyes were wide in shock, and perhaps fear. Of what, I wasn't certain. I dropped the blade when he asked me to. There wasn't much else I could do. He had found me. It probably disgusted him even more. He sat me down on the toilet, and began bandaging me up. I still hadn't said anything. Suddenly, reality clicked back into my mind. I pushed him away, and stood up.

"What are you doing here?" I fumed.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay," he said meekly.

I scoffed. I was obviously not okay. What a ridiculously ignorant question. "Obviously I'm absolutely FINE! Now, if you would kindly leave me the hell alone?" I gestured to the door.

"I can't do that, Rose."

"And why not? You clearly had no qualms about it earlier!"

"I WAS TRYING TO FIND YOU!" he roared.

I shook my head, giving up on the conversation. "Can- can you just leave me alone? That's all I want."

"Yeah. Yeah, alright," he grabbed the razor blades before he stalked out of the room.

I sighed and closed my eyes, deep exhaustion setting in. I wanted to sleep for days. You want to sleep forever, said a voice in my mind. That actually didn't sound like a bad idea. I sighed heavily, resting my face in my hands. This was a mess. Life was a mess. Wouldn't it just be easier to just stop?

Any means of control in my life had been stolen. My body had been violated, and along with it my mind. My heart was shattered repeatedly. My relief stalked out the door in his tight grip. Wearily, weakly, I stood from the sitting position I had fallen back into when he had left the room, and dragged myself to my bed. I climbed onto the soft mattress and fell asleep quickly, eyes burning from the tears I had shed.

~Doctor~

I fumed as I stalked out of the room, to the console room. I dropped the blades, and they rattled as they hit the floor. A small amount of her blood had transferred onto my skin. When I saw it, bitter tears rose again in my eyes. Why would she do this to herself?

I simply didn't understand. And I understood everything. I had lost my homeworld, and yet, this little pink and yellow human's suffering brought me to my knees, made me want to break the laws of time, to fix that which I had fucked up.

And, oh, how I had fucked up.

AN: Okay, so I need help. I really don't know where to go with this at this point. Any thoughts/ideas would be greatly appreciated.