Hey, so this is just a really really short one shot. I guess I just wrote it because I never really believed that Shane could be the way he is after everything that has happened to him.

Give Me Therapy, I'm A Walking Travesty…

Hey, I'm Shane Collins. The tough guy no one dares to mess with, and if they do dare, regret it. The guy with the past reputation of bedding 7 girls a week. Past being the operative word of course. The guy known as the local slacker that spends his time in the Glass house playing video games while the rest of his housemates work for a living. The guy that's currently dating someone way out of his league. The guy who lost his baby Sister, his Mother, and wishes his Father was dead. The guy who never really got over any of the above, and wished someone would notice….

I feel so stupid sitting here wishing on every star in the night sky that someone will notice one of my many cries for help. I know they never will. Maybe If I'd paid attention in school I could of won an Oscar for that fake smile I paste on my face every single morning. But who am I kidding? I was never really going to amount to anything was I.

So here's what I really do with my life. I eat just to make myself sick, I stay home because I know that if I don't work I won't be able to buy drugs again, every time a take a shower I find myself staring longingly at my girlfriends razors laid on the side of the tub, and sometimes I give in. I'm not proud of it. I don't want to live this way anymore. I need someone to tell me that I'm ok, and to talk me out of all these stupid things I'm doing to myself. But the longer I have to wait, the less sure I am I'll make it out of this alive.

I say that I want someone to notice. That's not entirely true. I want one person to notice more than anyone else in the world. Every single time I'm with her, I find myself wanting to tell her absolutely everything. But then I remember. I remember that she doesn't need or deserve that kind of pain. I remember that she's the only thing I've got and if I tell her, she could run a mile. I suppose I don't really believe that though. I choose to believe that the my girl with the massive heart will never run away from my broken one. But that's only because that thought alone keeps me where I am right now.

I can't tell her and I won't. I need to be strong for her. But most of the time I don't feel strong. Most of the time I don't feel anything, which is why I do the things I do. Maybe one time something will make me feel like I used to again. Maybe that something will be Claire.

Ok, there you go. I hope you enjoyed it :)

I really really really need to say that I had apsolutley no intension of offending anyone with any of the points raised during this.

Sadly I don't own Shane so some credit to Rachel Caine for creating this character, and thanks to All Time Low's song 'Thearpy' for giving me the idea and title to this story. (I'M GOING TO SEE THEM SOON AND I'M SO EXCITED!)

Reviews would be lovely :D

Love Sophie x