The Birthday Massacre "Looking Glass"
"We've been looking everywhere for him, we can't find him! Maybe we should just give up..?" Butch complained as he dropped himself on the couch.
"We can't stop looking now, who knows what happened to him! I regret everything I said to him that day, I know you do too! He's our brother and I want him back!" Brick explained while grieving his brothers' disappearance.
Waiting, as I'm wanting to…
Speaking, as I'm spoken to…
Changing, to your point of view…
Fading, as I follow you…
Boomer sat on the couch of his new home for the time being. It's been at least a week since he'd left the RRB, but he still wasn't so sure he wanted all of this…
He didn't really like Mitch that much. He was way too clingy and always touched him any where he could at any time and place.
It was really bothering him.
A boyish notion of false emotion.
The was a numerous amount of times that Boomer had to push Mitch's arm away from him, and every time he pushed it off, Mitch would put it back and start again.
That kept on repeating until Mitch finally gave up. "God Boomer! Why can't you learn to have a little fun now and then? Why do you have to be such a fun-sucking b**** sometimes!"
Boomer gasped. He felt the tears swelling in his eyes. Was this the place Boomer left his brothers to be in. It wasn't much different from what he was trying to escape. He felt as though he had just went right back to the start.
These words are spoken despite my love.
"Boomer, you know I didn't mean that. I'm sorry…" It was too late. Boomer ran upstairs to his room and locked the door.
"What do you think I came here for! Do you think I came here to be treated like some object that you like to use in you spare time! I came here to get away from my old life and start fresh! I didn't come here for you!" Boomer yelled from inside his room. Mitch heard that and got angry.
"Hey, if it wasn't for me you would've been out on the street!" "That would be better than being touched by you, Mitch!"
A fools devotion was set in motion
Mitch kicked the door hard, scaring the poor boy that was sitting on the floor next to it. He crawled further away from the door and sat against the wall, hugging his knees to his chest. "Boomer! Open the door!"
He didn't move an inch, until Mitch kicked the door in. Boomer screamed as Mitch grabbed him and threw him onto the floor.
"Ow! Let go of me!" Mitch didn't listen. He just kept throwing him across the room, slamming his body into objects and walls.
Then he pushed him onto the bed. "Is that what I do Boomer? Do I use you like an object that I play with in my spare time? Well, I have a lot of spare time now!" Without warning he crashed his lips into Boomer's.
My eyes are open now…
A while later Boomer, wrapped up in his blanket, laid still on the bed staring in to space. The tears kept falling from his eyes. He didn't move, he was in too much pain.
Mitch sat in his beanbag chair on the other side of the room.
"I'm sorry…" He whispered loud enough for Boomer's super-human hearing to understand what he said. He still said nothing to Mitch, he just stared into space.
It's a glass cage so I can't pretend.
You hide beneath, the physical.
I see it coming but I can't defend.
You cut so deep, my belief is gone…My belief is gone…
My belief is…
Mitch got up and left the room, leaving Boomer laying there.
Tell me, what I want to say…
Save me, for another day…
Break me, it's the game you play…
Hate me, as I turn away…
Brick and Butch scanned the city once more. It was getting pretty dark. They looked everywhere, they just couldn't find him.
That was until they saw a young blonde boy running from a red headed boy. "Hey Boomer, come back, you don't want to go back to your old life do you?" He yelled persuasively at the blonde.
"Yes I do! Leave me alone, you rapist!" Boomer sped up even faster.
Brick gasped and sped down towards Boomer. "Boomer!" Brick called. Boomer stopped and looked behind him. He saw Brick flying towards him and Butch beating Mitch Mitchelson to an inch of his life.
"Boomer! We were worried sick! What happened to you!" Boomer's smile faded.
"I-I…I was so mad…I thought you guys thought I was weak! I destroyed everything in that forest! I killed all those people, I thought it would make you think I was strong enough for you!" Brick frowned.
"Boomer, you didn't have to-" Boomer cut him off with tears. "I quit the RRB for Mitch, but all he wanted was to, use me for things you could never imagine. He…raped me Brick…"
Boomer fell to his knees crying. Brick opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it. He turned to Mitch with the most hateful expression anyone had ever seen.
A boyish notion of false emotion.
These words are spoken despite my love.
A fools devotion was set in motion
My eyes are open now…
Brick punched Mitch so hard he flew all the way down the street, and hit a lamp post.
He was unconscious after that.
Brick was about to march over there to finish him completely when Butch grabbed his arm.
"It's not worth it." "But do you know what he did to-" "I know what he did, I heard Boomer tell you."
Brick sighed and ran back to Boomer, scooping him up in his arms like a baby. "I love you, don't ever leave like that again! Especially with some guy like him!" Brick cried as he carried his brother all the way home.
It's a glass cage so I can't pretend.
You hide beneath, the physical.
I see it coming but I can't defend.
You cut so deep my belief is gone…My belief is gone….My belief is gone….My belief is gone….
My belief is….
It's a glass cage so I can't pretend.
You hide beneath, the physical.
I see it coming but I can't defend.
You cut so deep my belief is gone…My belief is gone…My belief is gone….My belief is gone…
My belief is…