Ok, gonna attempt for a lead again. Wish me luck!


" ... chard... Richard! "

Richard groaned, feeling a horrible spinning sensation in his head. He felt like he'd just been hit by a meteorite, or had been knocked out by someone slamming him in the head with a bowling ball. Yes he was exaggerating a good deal, but the vocal point was... his head hurt horrible, and he felt like absolute garbage.

Was someone calling out to him...?

Slowly the boy looked up, slightly surprised slightly not surprised to find Jimmy looking down at him, looking down right worried for the psychic human below him. And Richard couldn't say he wasn't surprised. After all... he was laying in a well, probably looking like total crap. Being worried would be the natural reaction to seeing this...

Barely able to move the psychic maneuvered himself shakily onto his feet, using the rock walls around him as support. He felt so dreadful... like his entire body had gone into a state of shock truly. Nothing wanted to move. Everything felt shaken and stung. He felt like he could barely move, and... he just wanted to curl up somewhere and just...

Unknowingly the boy began to climb the rocks a bit, and taking Jimmy's hand once close enough to it, greatly relieved to be out of the well. Yet he simply stood there, face void of emotions or feel, simply staring at nothing as Jimmy spoke to him.

" Oh Richard, I'm so glad you're alright! When I saw you down there I thought you were seriously hurt! How long were you down there?! Is anything broken?! Did you hit your he-? "

" No more... "

Jimmy immediately stopped talking as he heard this, wondering what it was he just heard exactly. No more...? What did the other mean by that, no more? No more of what? Falling? Getting hurt?

" No more of this... I... "

Richards head suddenly snapped up, shocking the other as tears began POURING down the poor psychics face.

" I can't take this anymore! "

The child suddenly began sobbing viciously, rushing forward and throwing his arms around Jimmy, the blond only capable of staring as he did so. He didn't know what was happening. He didn't know why Richard suddenly began crying in such a way. He didn't know what to do. But slowly he hugged back, just allowing Richard a moment to get all the tears out of his system. It was clear he'd held these tears in for a long time...


Once Richard finally calmed down, the blond took him inside, where the whole famil was now, and Rebecca had prepared him some mint tea, hoping it may perhaps help sooth the poor boys clearly shot nerves. It at least relaxed him as he made them cute little sippy noises when he drank, which was good to see.

Richard slowly lowered his cup, looking at everyone in the room with guilt filled eyes. He hadn't wanted to worry them... he hadn't wished to do that to them when he doubted there was much any of them could do about this situation.

" Richard, sweetie, could you please tell us what's wrong? "

Rebecca asked sweetly, turning to her husband to continue.

" You've been acting unusual ever since we've arrived. "

Graham slowly turned to Jimmy, who continued with no issue.

" You can tell us anything you know. "

The blond turned to Leah, who finished off with the writing on her notebook...

' We're all so worried about you... '

Richard bit his lip, feeling tears entering his eyes once more. He... he felt moved and hurt by all this... moved because his family cared about him so much. Wanted to help him and get to the source of his dilemma. Yet at the same time hurt because... he'd been hiding it all from them for so long...

In a fit of tears and a broken pain the psychic blurted out.

" There's a monster in here and it's trying to hurt me! "

The child hunched over and sobbed into his hands.

" I-I don't know what it wants! I-I didn't want to tell you, cause I thought you'd make me leave the house, and I thought I had been imagining it at first, and I didn't want to worry you all, a-and I didn't want to leave the house my Auntie left for me-! "

The poor boy finally broke down completely feeling a bit of relief for finally confessing everything to them. It felt good to be honest, and to let out his true fear of the situation in general. He could feel the arms of Leah and Jimmy surrounding him, to which he welcomed happily, feeling as though he needed all the comfort he could get truly. He felt so helpless right now...

" ... I'll look around. "

Mr. Bradley said firmly, Richard slowly looking up and sniffling. He found the man grabbing his vacuum like machine- the ectovault Richard believed- and swinging it on his back in a fiery determination.

" Don't worry Richard. That monster will not bother you anymore. "

" And don't worry sweetie. "

Rebecca added softly, kneeling down in front of the boy and placing a hand down on his knee gently, giving him a kind smile.

" We would never make you leave. We know how much this house means to you. "

Richard smiled widely, tearfully before attempting to dry his eyes. Yet to no avail. He felt so... so happy... and stupid for EVER doubting his family wouldn't understand. They were truly good people, and he should've trusted them a bit more. Should've known they'd understand how much this meant to him. How badly he wanted the house, and how badly Graham would want to protect him. He... he felt like an idiot truly.

The child choked a few more sobs as Jimmy and Leah embraced him once more, Leah rubbing his back soothingly. He was... so grateful to have a family like this. Blood related or foster. It didn't matter. They were all so sweet and kind and... he knew he could ALWAYS count on them.


Awww, Richard finally confessed what he'd been seeing since they got there. Good for him. :')

Also, hurray! I FINALLY managed to get a small lead! Wooo! Here's to hoping I can keep it! :D