Maybe I should
AN: This is the first story I've ever written and I'm not really sure about it, so reviews would are very welcome. English is not my first language, but I hope I wrote thing right
Disclaimer: I do not own Zach or the tv-serie Bones
The story is from Zach's point of view
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Maybe I should tell them, let them know how I really feel. I don't think I will though, I'm to afraid. How do I know they'll accept me, the real me, not the fake me they've known for the last few years.
I'm different you see, I'm not normal, I'm the freak that those guys in high school always said I was. Normal people can't do what I can and can't do what normal people do. I basicly have no social life because girls just don't like me. They like the way I look, apperantly I'm cute, but they don't like the rest. They don't understand the things that are important to me, the things that are my life.
My own family doesn't even understand me. They love me, I know they do, but they don't understand me. It's frustrating. When am I going to find someone who will understand me.
Maybe if I told the team, maybe they would understand. But that would mean confessing all my secrets and I don't want that, it would scare them.
My secrets...My secrets are scary, even to myself. I know what I do is wrong and I know I should stop, but I can't. They're what's keeping me alive.
What my secrets are? Well I guess I can confess them on paper. I cut myself, it makes me feel alive to see blood comming from those cuts. The blood makes me feel somewhat normal, it makes me feel like I'm human afteral. And the other secret... Sometimes I take things. Never at work, I'm to smart to do that, but when I'm at home, when reality sinks in again, at those moments I sometimes take some pills. They make me forget the pain.
The team would probably never expect something like this from me. They think I'm a happy young guy, with a great set of brains and a good life. The team... I think they're my friends, that's what they always say, that we're friends. And friends help each other right? So if I'd tell them they would accept me. They would try to help me, try to make me happy again.
Maybe I should tell them.