We both knew

that things were getting worse with Fell. We could hear her drunkenly mumbling to herself and crying in her room when she made that post. When Hart heard a crash he tried to get in to help but she wouldn’t let him. He typed a few things to her and then told me to hide in his room because he was going to try to make her mad enough to come out and fight and he didn’t want me getting involved.

So I did as he said. His room was the complete opposite of how he keeps the rest of the cabin. It was a mess and there was glass on the floor from a broken mirror. I was scared but I stayed quiet, listening in case things got worse. I felt Stitch come out and start to wrap around me like a blanket. It freaked me out even worse at first but I soon got the impression that it was just trying to comfort me and in spite of myself I did start to feel a bit better with it there. I know I’m too old to be needing a security blanket but it still felt good. I must have actually started to drift off because I jolted awake at another series of crashes. I peeked out of the room to see Hart, bleeding on the floor and Fell getting ready to hit him again. He spat blood as he told her that she was a coward, running out on people who care about her just like Josh. Fell stumbled back at this. I could hear her hit a wall then slide down. Hart sat up, glaring at her but then he started to cry. Stitch went back as I came out of the room and I asked if there was anything I could do to help. When he realized I was there he quickly dried his eyes like he was trying to hide that he was upset and told me he was fine. He struggled to his feet then checked Fell who was passed out. Then he told me to go back to bed but I wouldn’t. I didn’t want to leave him like that, so after he cleaned himself up, he got me to help him get rid of Fell’s stash of alcohol and clean up her room. Hart’s room was a mess but Fell’s room was… weird. Aside from the stuff that she had apparently knocked over, and the blankets on the floor where she had been sleeping, the room had a layer of dust on it like it hadn’t been used in a while. We changed the sheets on her bed and dusted the rest of the room. Then I helped Hart put her to bed. Afterwards he said I should go to bed too but I said no. I wanted to stay with him to make sure he was okay. So we sat on the couch together for a while, neither saying anything until I asked for a hug. I just thought he could use one but I didn’t think he would accept if I said as much.

Fell has since come out of her room, but she won’t look at or talk to either of us.