I know how you stare at me.
Do you know why I’m afraid to go to sleep at night??
I’m scared of the dark.
Any confidence I have is a lie
so go ahead
you cannot hate me more then I hate myself.
ooc: whoops i forgot to say ive been taking a mental health break for a little while from my accounts, ill be back but im not sure when so im sorry ;n; but yeah. ill be on my main. if you knwo what my main is.
As I read, I glanced several times over the book just to see Chazz glaring at me.
Oh so now it’s my fault? Great, thanks for explaining.
I rolled my eyes and put the book down. I had obviously hit a sensitive spot but I really wasn’t up for feelings right now. Still, I’ll try to do my best.
“Okay, why did you get so mad? Alister is coming and the doctors said that, if you keep getting better, you’ll be out on 3 days.”
I honestly didn’t get it. I crossed my arms and sighed in frustration, hoping he would answer.
He still kept glaring at him. He didn’t want to answer. Well the doctors HAD said that but with all his travelling and walking around they kept pushing back the date.
Chazz didn’t even know why he was angry. He just was. At everything. And everyone. It was stupid, being stuck here and stupid just….being here when no one would come.
He kept picking at the IV trying to remove it again. It was itchy and dumb.
“Chazz?” I raised an eyebrow. On a lame attempt to be rebellious despite his poor health, Chazz had started doing nonsense. Great.
“Could you stop being so childish?” I really didn’t have the patience for this right now. I was just absolutely worn out in every way. I needed to go away for a while again but I wasn’t leaving until Chazz was absolutely restored, no matter how much that took.
I sighed and got back to my book. If he wanted to answer, he would. I wasn’t going to put up with his temper tantrums.
He couldn’t tell whether it was because he was bored, or just really lonely, but he was starting to rebel in very small ways. Occasionally he’d pull out his IV and walk around-always when Jun wasn’t here-and, like now, he’d gotten out of his bed and sat on his floor.
Chazz just glared at his other self as he entered and berated him. you don’t know anything.
Even as he read the book he kept glaring.
*hugs him*
I like you Chazz
OW.
‘Hey, no hugging!!’
*pouts* Sorry…did I hurt you?
‘Not really. I don’t like hugs though.’
Judai laughed and reached out to pat Chazz’s shoulder lightly. “Exactly! Just make a game out of it and it’ll all be okay!” This was obviously the best solution to this situation, right? Right.
A hell of a lot better than being super worried, at least.At least, Johan figured, the two of them being there would take Chazz’s mind off things a little bit! And he couldn’t help but think that he was actually a little grateful for the company, actually!
“… How did you wind up in here, anyway?” The curiosity had been eating at him ever since the two of them found out that Chazz was in the hospital, and he simply couldn’t contain the question any longer.
He glared at Jesse. Of course he had to ask that. Well, it wasn’t like he was expecting anything different. Lovely.
‘I got kidnapped. By my wonderful brothers.’
There. They could make of that what they will. He was tired of explaining to have been yelled at and everything.
[text message] If it'll keep you in place until I get there, then tying you down doesn't sound like a bad idea. Hah hah. But don't worry; I'm coming for you.
[text] DON’T ENCOURAGE HIM, he might actually do it. If he wasn’t moping around or whatever.
