~Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson~
Call Me Up Before Your Dead, We Can Make Some Plans Instead Send Me An IM I'll Be Your Friend
Death. thats all i can think about lately. thats all i WANT to think about. when will god take me off the face of this planet and tell me im worthless?
i walk past all the subordinants to reach my destination. but someone grabs my arm and pulls me back out the way i came in. I dont pay attention i just walk looking at the ground. then we stop. i look up to Havoc's concerned face. i frown, because whats the point in smiling when now, Al is gone?
Havoc kneels down to my hight and looks me in the eyes. i stare back with dazed eyes and showing no emotion.
"do you know that depression is, Boss?"
i stare back not changing my expression and not speeking.
he takes my wrist and lifts up my sleeve, many scares and slashes show. he winces just looking at it. but i still hold the same expression.
"call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead, send me an IM, i'll be your friend."
he hands me a small bit of paper with a Email on it, i cry and hug him. all i need is someone who wouldnt care to see me cry or someone to see me at my worse. Havoc doesnt mind, i hope. he hugs back and laughs. not a laugh that tells me he's moking me, or someone just told a joke. but a laugh to show that my actions gave him a bit of a shock.
he pulls back and smiles at me. he stands up and says he'll always be there for me. i give him one last hug and then walk inside to go give mustang my report from my last mission.