Sorry I've done a lot of self-harm shit I'm just going through stuff and I guess it helps ya know. I always see Aubrey as doing self-harm and Beca finding out but also Beca have done it before but gotten help. Probably gonna be a Mitchsen if it's multi-fic which it probably will be. Also I have writers block for Inspiration Of Yesterday so sorry about that. And -last one I promise- I'm gonna start off the story as Aubrey's been cutting for a couple of years. You'll find out why if you read this.

"Hey Bree you in there?" Chloe called from outside Aubrey's bedroom door. "Y-Yeah just a sec Chlo" Aubrey cringed at how her voice had cracked. How she had a moment of weakness. She was a Posen and Posen's were not weak.

Packing up her blades and wipes Aubrey put them in the back of her wardrobe. No-one needed to see them. Taking one last look at her bandaged arm Aubrey opened up her door and walked into the hallway to get ready for Bella's rehearsal.

At Bella's rehearsal

"Alright everyone take a break" Aubrey said going to sit on one of the fold out chairs. Her cuts were starting to get itchy. This wasn't good.

"Hey. I don't normally interfere and it may seem like I don't care. But I do. But anyway. What your going through-no. What your doing. I did it too. Okay. And I know how it helps. I know how everytime you see...just I'm here for you if you want to talk." Aubrey knew that voice. Beca. But how would she know that...and what did she mean that she did it. Well she knew what she meant. She wasn't stupid. Shaking her head Aubrey got up and continued on with rehearsal.

"Chloe I'm just gonna go take a shower." She heard an quiet 'okay' and went to go get her shower bag putting her blades in as well. She was ready to end everything. Her suffering. Her fathers dissapointment of having a...dyke for a daughter. Just. Everything.

Running into a shower cubicle Aubrey emptied her bag suprised at how eager she was to end her life. After finding the small piece of metal she turned on the shower letting the warm water cascade over her as she put the tip of the blade on her forearm forgetting Beca's supportive words.

Beca POV

I hated using public showers. Even more so since Chloe had burst into mine but whatever. She did make me join the Bella's. My thoughts went back to Aubrey. I had seen her scratching at her arm. I knew. I didn't know how I just did. I don't know what went through my mind I just wanted to help her. I finished getting dressed freezing slightly as I heard another shower being turned on. Shrugging it off I put my stuff into my waterproof bag and headed for the door. Pulling it open I felt an urge to look back. Doing so I saw a faint patch of red from under a shower curtain. Probably just someone on their period. But yet again I felt an urge to check. Maybe this is what Chloe felt like when she barged into my shower. Exept I was dressed this time. Thank god. Preparing myself I peeled back the shower curtain. But nothing could prepare me for the sight in front of me.