Austin Carlile/Alan Ashby
Rated T
*Possible Trigger Warning*
Can you do one where Alan and Austin are sitting in the back lounge of their bus late at night/early in the morning showing each other their scars and the stories that go along with them, some from surgery, self harm, childhood accidents, etc
"This one I got when I climbed up a tree outside of my elementary school, I freaked out once I was all the way up, I didn't realize how high it was until it was too late, causing my leg to get caught. I tried getting it out on my own because I was supposed to be in class but I skipped and didn't want to get caught and cut my leg open. I ended up having to call for help and my teacher saved the day." Alan chuckled, pointing to a long, thin scar running down his left calf.
It was two in the morning, Austin and Alan had been sitting in the back of the tour bus since Midnight. They couldn't sleep so they decided they would tell each other about their scars. Austin lifted his shirt up revealing the scar on his chest.
"You know about this one, where I had my heart surgery. I think they lined the tattoos up really well" Austin said. He then pointed to one on his arm, about six inches in length going along his forearm. It was mostly covered with tattoos so you couldn't really see it,
"When I was about 10 years old I broke my arm," Austin laughed.
"I remember I was on the playground at school and I was trying to do the Monkey Bars and I fell. I never went on it again" He covered his mouth with his hand and giggled. Alan put his arm out in front of him and pointed to his wrist, faint scars still visible on his arm. Austin's face dropped slightly and his smile faded.
"I would get picked on in school for a lot of things, my hair, how I dressed, that I liked kittens. People would call me "The Ginger Faggot". Almost everyday I would go home and lock myself in my room with a razor blade. I remember running it across my wrist, wanting to release the sadness." Alan looked down, upset.
"Hey," Austin nudged Alan, who looked up and saw him extending his arm too.
"I was 'Frankenfaggot' or 'The Sequoia Princess'" Austin explained revealing cuts on his wrist.
"Everyone made fun of me because I was tall or because I liked Disney. My mom would always tell me that it was okay to like whatever I liked. To not care about the words the careless said. To always be myself, but it still got to me, I didn't understand why I would get bullied for what I was. Then there's these," Austin showed his other arm,
"My tattoos cover these, I did it when my mom passed away. She was the only person who made me feel better after all the crap I got and then she was gone." Austin started tearing up. Austin and Alan sat there talking about other cuts and the stories behind them for another few hours.