underconstruction.
"I regret it, i regret it badly. i let him hurt her, and i let him tear her to shreds."
the young boy sat in the couch. his hand gripping onto his hair as he felt scared. he hated talking about what he had to with his therapist. He had to tell everything and his therapist knew he was telling a lie becuase he would always choke up when he talked about it. he never liked to because he never liked bringing that memory back to his mind.
"They pinned me up to the tree, i was forced to watch. my brother, during the whole entire time. said that i wont ever get to do what he was doing, and i never want to."
Sweat began to roll of his forehead and he gripped on the couch right below him. God he wanted to scream. Let out everything but then when he walked out, he had eyes staring at him like he was more insane than they were. He knew, that he wasn't as insane, or as messed up as the girl that watched her sister die, and it was his fault that he could move but he was too afraid.
"I was laying right next...next to her sister when she was dying, i was pushed to the ground. and all i saw was her eyes looking back into mine as she fell further into death..god how i want to move, i was afraid and nothing seemed to happen."
Silence came from his therapist as she waited for him to end. she moved away from her, and to the farthest side of the couch. Keeping close to the wall as the trouble began to come to him when he didn't want to talk about nothing. He didn't want to talk about what he did and what his friends, or supposed friends, and his brother had did to the girl, adn to the girl's sister.
"Then the girl, came up to me and she started to hit me even though she was weak, i couldn't do anything. i was in shock...and.."
he couldn't continued, he moved away from her and walked otwards the door. Opening the door and shutting the door with a hard push. And he ran out the door. His story. still more to be told. he had to tell what else went on, why he was there with his brother when he was doing the thhings to the girl and his messed up childhood that caused further damage to him.
.Insanity.
Wesley And Skyler
"Their Meeting."
Before I could ever let you go, Gonna beg until I
drive you mad
and say something you could understand
I'm a statue baby, Knock me out
Oh how these moments fade away, you say you never loved me
We say things we didn't mean to say
I take it back, I take it all back now
I take it back, I take it all back
You mean more to me than you'll ever know
You're my girl and I think it's a shame
That we get along this way
I'm just a statue try to knock me out
Paralyzed by the same old antics
Back and forth like some walking spastic
How could a fistfight be romantic?
Thinking back now will you ever feel the same?
Under Construction.