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The room was dark, except for the flickering lights from the small rundown television that sat in front of me. I sat silently on the couch, trying to keep my mind clear of anything that could plague it. Arms crossed, back pushed to the edge of the couch, and feet tucked under the small blanket, I sat.

I was alone…

Sighing, I closed my eyes.

Deep snores echoed through out the small room. My writs burned from the cloth as I kept up my struggles. Finally after hours of struggles and burning pain, my writs were free and I stumbled off the bed.

My body was sore making my legs heavy like sandbags, but I pushed forward not once looking back as I ran out of the room. I quickly put on a long jacket and pulled my pants up before rushing down the steps. Flinging the door open I looked side to side and darted to my left. Pushing past people I stumbled into the road and quickly avoided cars as they drove past. I looked up at the sky as I entered a trashy alleyway. The sun was setting making the alley cursed with shadows. I slowed my speed, gradually coming to a halt. I just stood there, knees shaking, shoulders slumped, head hung, and eyes closed tight – I tried to prevent the tears…but they came…like a rushing waterfall I gave into my sudden weakness and fell to my hands and knees. The tears ran out from my closed eyes racing down my face only to fall off onto the ground.

I choke back air. I didn't deserve live.

Unsteadily breathing in, I stopped my crying and stood.

Breathing in I took a step forward, then another, and another till I was walking at a slow and steady pace. As I walked I looked around – suddenly I noticed a dark figure looming in the woods that hid the side of the town. Without another thought I walked quickly to see the figure. No one ever went to this side of the town, except the small gangs at hid in the shadows…so I cried at this figure. "Hello?"

It didn't move, nor did it seem to recognize me. "Hello," I demanded.

Then, abruptly, it turned and started to move deeper and deeper into the darkness of the woods. I quickly picked up my footing and raced towards this figure. But then…I stopped. Looking around franticly I realized that I was lost, the only thing that surrounded me was trees, dark, gloomy trees. I turned around quickly then turned again, and again, and again.

I was lost.

"H-Hello?" I questioned hoping for some type of answer.

I stood there, unsure of what to do.

Then I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I quickly faced what I thought would be a person, but was met with a spitting image of myself; the only difference was the eyes…instead of green they were a deep brown.

"Hello," He smirked.

I fell back and landed roughly on my back. I rolled on my stomach and started to reach out and drag myself across the ground.

"He hurt you Gary," my voice – deeper – echoed inside my head.

The light of the moon ripped through the trees. I shook of the feeling of shadows that seemed to loom over me.

"He hurt you, and now…you are nothing!"

I shook my head and leaned against a tree. The shadows were gone now and I was alone, only to be eaten by my own thoughts.

"He did this to you Gary!"

Tears escaped down my closed eyes, but I seemed to be held tightly – my body seized by a strange force.

Then strangely I was standing over my body watching my eyes blink open and the color flashing from green to brown.

"Hey Roach?" Someone shook my shoulder, "Roach?"

I blinked open, "Hm?"

"Come on mate," MacTavish smiled at me, "We're goin' to get a drink."

I laughed as he pulled me to my feet. He raised his eyebrow as I waved him off.

As my feet touched the ground of the parking lot, my vision covered but I quickly blinked away the clouds.

Meat slung his arm around me and pulled me into the, oh to familiar bar, and laughed at my resistances. "Come on Gary, chicks here can't be that ugly!"

I pretended to laugh at his stupid joke and shrugged his arm off my shoulders as I followed the rest of the team inside.

Once everyone grabbed there drink, some headed out onto the dance floor and some sat at tables, but I just staid at the bar. Drink in my hand I spun the drink around in the glass staring down into the cup.

Suddenly, my breath caught as I felt a presence close in on me. I cursed myself as I heard him speak my name.

He cleared his throat, "Gary?"

I shook my head, "What?"

"C-Can I talk to you?"

With my head hung I tilted it to the side and glared at the man that destroyed my life. "What?" I barked with a deep and dangerous growl.

"…in private, please."

I thought for a second then placed some money on the bar and turned towards Ghost, "My choice of 'private'."

He nodded quickly and I led him to the back of the room where the bathrooms were. Opening the men's bathroom door I let him go in first, then followed and locked it behind me.

"Look Roach-" He started but I quickly cut him off by sending my fist into the side of his face. He fell back and hit the tile wall.

"You hear that?" I asked as I leaned down.

He glared at me then listened outside the small room, "…No…"

I smirked, "Well I do. It's too loud for people to hear us."

"So?"

"So…they wont be able to hear you scream in pain as I we have our little talk."

Oh, Roach is so evil! XD
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