the story of my life //PERMANENT HIATUS//

"Just stop pretending already."
"That you care, that you even like me the slightest bit. You don't have to protect me from them I'm fine. This. Is. Nothing."
Shut everyone out. That is the best way to keep away pain, right? Or did it just bring more?
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8. Chapter Seven - Open (short)

- Roxlion -

I don't want to wake up, so I keep walking. Through my thoughts. A maze of ideas and words. No matter where I go, I always find a way back to the part of my mind that tells me they are right. I'm useless and that I should just give up.

There, I find a star of light and can't help but think of Peter Pan. I smile at the thought of Neverland and everything in it. 

I am abruptly pulled out of the thought by sniffing and a warm feeling around my hand.

“Roxlion, I know you don't like us but that doesn't mean I don't care for you. Please don't leave so soon," a thick Irish accent stutters out. 

How could I cause so much pain for someone who has no idea who I am?

I hear shuffling and the warmth leaves my hand for a second only to be enveloped by a different warmth.

“Roxlion, it's Harry," his voice is shaky and cracks, “We adopted you for a reason. We know you are a great person and the greatest people are the most damaged. I'm not going to beg you to stay with us because I can tell just by the stories on your arm, you have been through hell alone. And that changes a person, makes them see the word differently. Makes it seem more dark and scary then it should be. Maybe it is time for you to go to your heaven so you can sing with angels and leave your sad stories with your body. Or, you can stay. Find happiness in life and make that your light. Us. Let us love you and don't turn us away because it hurts. And I know on what it's hard for you. To trust five boys you've just met. But I'll tell you about me too. Anything you want to know about me and I'll tell you." 

Something warm, soft, and slightly damp press against my forehead. My eyes open slowly.


Ha ha ha. More cliff hangers. :p

Okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Amy S.

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