A/N: Second bite of my quote. :D Enjoy.
"There was a time when I stopped talking. Just like you. My reasons were a little bit different, but I think the feelings of being ashamed of myself and hating myself are the same." – Yuki Sohma
A Rat in a Shadow
2. when I stopped talking
He was never asked anything, and his protests lead only to more pain. So he talked less and less, and eventually the words couldn't escape his mouth any more.
The silence screamed at him, and he couldn't do nothing to fill it. He tried, before he stopped talking completely, but his voice was thin and pathetic and no better than an inaudible creak of a floorboard one stepped upon. Before he stopped even crying, because the tears accomplished nothing as well.
His God seemed both happy and angry at him, just like he'd been angry and happy before. Except his God stopped coming to him, and the little Rat was left trapped in his steel cage to rot.
And rot he did, silently, because his voice was a useless, useless thing – and so was the rest of him. So useless, that even the child that was his God had tired of playing with the broken doll that was him.