Disclaimer : Not mine. Don't own anything.
Summary : Series of drabbles.
Author's note : First fic ever. English isn't my mother tongue, so be nice.
Tired
Tired to pretend that everything's okay. Because the truth is, nothing is okay. I'm not a human being anymore, I'm just a rock who's slowly drowning in the abyss of despair. In other terms, I'm tired.
I'm tired to give hypocites smiles.
I'm tired pf lying. Now, I'm left alone : no brothers, no sisters. Mother dead. Father just died. I'm so tired to claim that I'm not affected by anything.
What can I do now ? The past is the past. Have to move on.
I, Robert Chase, am tired to pretend that everything's okay.