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Authors note:
Hi, god this took a dark turn. Just a warning, I've bumped this chapter up to an M. Swearing and direct mentions of (Oh dear, the list Is long) Suicide, death, mental disorders, child abuse, drugs, addiction, murder and a whole bunch of other angsty stuff. Now, if anyone asks, YOU WERE WARNED! I hold no responsibility for any discomfort or offence experienced while reading this. The song is The Kids Aren't Alright by The Offspring. I have changed some of the lyrics, but not many. It is my personal belief that Mal ORIGINALLY showed up because Mike lived in a messed up town and Mal was around to keep him safe and blissfully ignorant. I'll say it again, you were warned of the new rating.
When we were young the future was so bright, the whole neighbourhood was so alive.
And every kid on the whole damn street, was gonna make it big and not be beat.
This was what Mike saw. He and his friends would chatter carelessly about the future and other things they didn't understand.
Now the neighbourhood's cracked and torn, the kids are grown up and their lives are worn.
How can one little street, swallow so many lives?
As soon as Mal takes over however, the world takes a different shade. He sees what Mike is to innocent to see. Murder in the alleyways, drug addictions, kids with abusive parents, kids with none at all. Mal protects his brother from this.
Chances thrown, nothing's free.
Longing for, what used to be.
Still it's hard, hard to see.
Fragile lives, shattered dreams.
Mal used to pity those less fortunate than Mike. Those who's innocence was not so carefully guarded, so viciously protected. That was, until they started picking on his brother, then he lost all sympathy for them.
She had a chance, yeah she really did.
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids.
An old friend lives at home cause he's got no job, just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot.
As they grew into teenagers things grew no better, childhood friends letting their lives take a turn for the worst.
He committed suicide, the kid next door OD'd and died.
What the hell is going on?
The cruelest dream, reality.
Incident after incident was kept From him as Mal went about as always. It was impressive how thorough he was with those lies, especially since Mal was obviously getting desperate for some attention. Just shrugging it off as errands and little jobs.
Chances thrown, nothing's free.
Longing for, what used to be.
Still it's hard, hard to see.
Fragile lives, shattered dreams.
Chances thrown, nothing's free.
Longing for, what used to be.
Still it's hard, hard to see.
Fragile lives, shattered dreams.
The day Mal turned, the day he stopped protecting Mike from the real world, Mike saw his hometown for what it was, this was one month after he got out of juvie.