"Well done friend."
I did nothing.
"Your getting better and better."
I'm getting worse and worse.
"Thank you."
Don't.
"You've taught us so much."
I've taught you nothing.
"You're a great hero."
I wish that was true.
"Everyone respects you, looked up to you, that's what makes you amazing."
They see the fake side of me.
"You've helped us all."
I can't help myself.
"One day, you'll be the greatest hero out of all of us."
How can I, if I can save myself.
The complements increased. His smile faded. They all thought they needed him, but they don't. They only see one side, the fake side. His fake laughter, fake happiness, fake smiles. That what they saw.
They never saw the boy, who was beaten and bruised. The boy who felt lost. The boy that was trapped. The boy broken, physically and mentally. They never heard the voice in his head. They never saw the scars on his arms. They never questioned what goes on inside his head. That's what they never saw.
He was good at keeping up facades. Keeping the two sides separate, but... He slipped.
Well, I not giving away who this is. You'll find out next chapter. Anyway hope you enjoyed.