"A-Again?" Paige whispered hollowly.
Cas stiffened “my sister. She used to.. to- you know and our dad found out about it. He… he just— I found her on her bed. She was tied down and was forced to bleed out of multiple cuts on her arms, legs, and neck.” He whispered
Tara nodded. "C'mon, let's go sit down so we can talk." She said. "Talking helps to." She said as she walked towards a couch. "Doctors can't be 100% right all the time." She said softly.
Ryan followed her quietly and sat down next to her, “Thank you,” He started, gluing his eyes to the floor.
Tara shrugged. "No problem." She pulled her legs close to her chest, resting her chin on her knees. "Can you try to tell me what you think is wrong? " She asked gently.
"A-Again?" Paige whispered hollowly.
Cas stiffened “my sister. She used to.. to- you know and our dad found out about it. He… he just— I found her on her bed. She was tied down and was forced to bleed out of multiple cuts on her arms, legs, and neck.” He whispered
Paige's fingers picked at the sleeves of her shirt. Her body craved it. It was an addiction. "I'm sorry…"
"A-Again?" Paige whispered hollowly.
Cas stiffened “my sister. She used to.. to- you know and our dad found out about it. He… he just— I found her on her bed. She was tied down and was forced to bleed out of multiple cuts on her arms, legs, and neck.” He whispered
Paige's fingers picked at the sleeves of her shirt. Her body craved it. It was an addiction. "I'm sorry…"
“Don’t be, you couldn’t have known.” He smiled sadly. “Please don’t cut?” He asked holding her wrists
"I…" Paige couldn't find the right words.
Tara shrugged. "No problem." She pulled her legs close to her chest, resting her chin on her knees. "Can you try to tell me what you think is wrong? " She asked gently.
“I-“ Ryan wouldn’t choke up this time. He wouldn’t, “I sometimes forget to feel. I sometimes don’t know who I am. I can’t quiet the noise,” Ryan tensed up, but forced himself to keep going, “And I’m scared. Of myself. I have thousands of personalities I can’t control. And I hate it how useless and wretched I can be and I know I push everyone away but I can’t stop-“ Ryan cut himself off from rambling, wringing his hands. He was afraid to meet Tara’s eyes.
(You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh, that's what makes you beautiful…)
"I…" Paige couldn't find the right words.
He let go of her wrists “I’m going to go find my room, but I’m going to take a souvenir from here first.” He said picking up her knife from where he saw her hide it
Tara but her lip and slid closer to Ryan. "This is not the end Ryan. This is not your death sentence. This is a chance for you to start a new chapter in your life, you can start again. Broken is different than dead." She whispered. "It might not feel like it now, but things are going to get better." Tears cascaded down her cheeks. "It's only your death sentence of you make it that."
“Sometimes I think that would be better,” Ryan and could stop himself from crying at his own self hate. His nails tore at his arm, but not enough to draw blood yet.
Tara shook her head. "It's not Ryan, it's not. I can't express how…." She hiccuped and turned her head away, clenching her jaw in an attempt to stop crying. "I know you have your issues. But that doesn't excuse your death. Death is a lomg-term solution to a short-term problem. Ryan, I still battle with trying to stay alive everyday. But you have to, too."
Ryan felt something about what she said resonate deep within him. And he nodded, trying to wipe at his eyes with his sleeve and he spoke quietly, “Thank you.”
(Gotta sleep, see you later!)
(Okies, see ya!)
Tara nodded. "Anytime."
"I…" Paige couldn't find the right words.
He let go of her wrists “I’m going to go find my room, but I’m going to take a souvenir from here first.” He said picking up her knife from where he saw her hide it
"No!" she blurted, unable to stop herself.
(sorry i've been gone, i had a lot to do.)
(It's cool!)
(if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could i get a quick run down of where everyone is?)
Her fists clenched as he went away. Great… she made another leave her. Leaving in the opposite direction, she wondered if she could find a blade. Though she had never tried before, it was more tempting than ever now.
(Well, notebook decided to not tell me this was going until this morning. I'm so far behind I think I need to drop out.)
Josh wakes up in his room when he heard Paige yell and stumbled out of his room. "what the hell is going on?"
(best i can do since i was gone for a while)
(Well, notebook decided to not tell me this was going until this morning. I'm so far behind I think I need to drop out.)
(sorry lavy)
Josh wakes up in his room when he heard Paige yell and stumbled out of his room. "what the hell is going on?"
Paige gasped in shock when Josh entered the room. Hoping the Cas was as distracted as she was, she lunged for the blade in his hands.
“Paige stop!” Cas said raising the knife higher than she could reqch
Josh got in between them "Both of you STOP! now what the hell is going on?"
Paige stumbled back and smacked her head on the wall. "My knife," she mumbled. "Give it to me." Her eyes were wide with fear and need, but her body was tense.
“No.” He said stubbornly
