School started for me today, so my uploading time won't be on the morning anymore, but rather later in the day mot likely around 9 or later like today.
i'll try my hardest to keep updating every monday and friday but if it gets too busy i'll only post on fridays.
Hope you enjoy this chapter, and please pardon any horrible grammer and such b/c i didn't really give it much editing.
It was dark, hallow, with just a cold air running by. The boy's vision was a glitch, his every movement in slow motion, his hair flowing as if there was a current. He walked around and seemed to be in a room, with nothing but rotting walls. Ah, but he's been here before, many times in fact, this was home, not that modern white isolated house he lived in. No, this was where everyone recognized him, welcomed him only to then humiliate him. This was his home.
The boy heard laughter, and turned in the direction only to find nothing but the darkness crawling away leaving white in its trail. Soon the entire room was white, much clearer and the laughter continued as their raised voices filled up the room. The boy turned back around seeing a familiar lamp illuminating the room, he stepped forward noticing that in two steps he was already under its light. The laughter had died down; silence now encompassing the room and the boy looked around for some sign of where the voices came from.
There was a chuckled from a raspy deep voice coming from all directions "Are you really going to go through this again, you damned fool?"
The boy's eyebrow raised his body tensed "What are you talking about?"
"Hm, what were their names again? You know the short pink skinned idiot, and the tall buffoon you used to hang around…your so called second family" the voiced started chuckling until it broke into full out laughter, the many voices followed along.
"SHUT UP!" the boy yelled out, the painful feeling that seemed to crush his chest.
"Touchy subject? Hm well I'll have you know that little ginger will be the same." The voiced seemed to force its way through the boy's skull, cracking every time it spoke. "I've told you once and I'll tell you again, you'll end up disappointed, he's lying to you, he's trying to deceive you and get to your weak points." The boy's brain pulsed with an ache "You know what you are, shouldn't that be enough to keep you away. You'll end up contaminating him, he'll become sick, disgusting, won't ever be welcomed in heaven…Just touching you is gradually damning him"
The boy felt his knees become weak, and sluggishly sank to the floor hearing all the voices laughing at him. A headache shot through his head, making him grunt, his teeth clenched together tightly and pulled at his hair with his long fingers.
"Useless!"
"Worthless!"
"Pathetic!"
"Devil child!"
At very word they spat out there was a cut to his now bare body. The cuts on his arms were quickly spilling an alarming amount of blood. "Pay for your sins, you disgusting creature" The boy tried to cover his arms, and hide away from sight, or run away from their torment. But he knew there was no way to escape, they continued to laugh, and yell cruel words, and he like always crawled into a ball and prayed for it to pass soon, prayed that he died soon and be done with it forever.
The lamp began to glitch until it turned off and the darkness slowly crawled back. There was complete silence for a long time until he heard a familiar faint voice calling his name. Now this voice was new to him, he hadn't heard it ever before around here, yet he knew that voice. It was calm, patient…warm. It reminded him of someone, a woman with long dark hair and eyes as blue as the day's sky. Though the voice did have the same feel, it wasn't hers…
"EDDWARD"
There were two olive green eyes, looking straight at him. He blinked trying to regain composure and focus clearly on the person the eyes belonged to. "Thank god" the little ginger whispered "You had me scared there a moment" he sat back down on the floor next to the couch where Eddward laid.
Eddward opened his eyes wide taking in the white ceiling of his house and feeling nauseas of the memory of his dream. His gaze then lowered to the teen sitting beside him and that's when he remembered that once they had arrived to his place, Eddward had begun to have a terrible headache and apparently fallen asleep on the couch leaving Kevin to his own devices. "You were groaning with so much pain, I didn't know what to do…" he turned around to face Eddward " I tried waking you but you wouldn't, then I saw you grabbing onto your arms and I rolled your sleeves to check if something was wrong, but there was nothing. Then you starting trembling and tears were running down your face, and I just kept trying to wake you up but you wouldn't you just kept mumbling to yourself, you were kept saying… pleading…I didn't know what to do…"
For the first time Eddward could clearly see the boy in front of him, he was trying to contain himself, yet the sight he had behold had shook him. The raven haired felt his heart drop at the sight of the frightened boy and right in that moment he swore the ginger was the epitome of everything that was good in this world. The tears that began to drop down freckled cheeks, the trembling hands that held tightly onto his shirt and the pleading eyes that stared at him were full of honesty.
They were wrong, the other two never looked at him the way Kevin did. His honesty was clearly reflected in his eyes, something he never saw in the other two he once called friends…family. Their friendship was just a simple companionship that helped him cope with his isolation from his real family. Yet they never truly cared for him, always leaving him behind and having to deal with the terrible consequences of their childish pranks and scams alone.
It seemed that no matter what he did, he wasn't going to get Kevin Barr to leave him alone. The ginger was stubborn; Eddward knew that from when he always tried to stand up to Jimmy and Johnny, and occasionally him. Though that didn't mean that he couldn't see the fear behind his fake confidence, he knew inside he was terribly afraid, yet somehow he continued to put up a fight. It was always something that puzzled Eddward, had it been him in Kevin's shoes he would have given up a long time ago.
So Eddward questioned everything now, his eyes searching the ginger, and his mind trying to block the voices. His chest ached terribly as if he was going to make another mistake, as if he was just desperate once again for that companionship. He placed a hand on top of one of the freckled hands hoping the strength the ginger held would somehow stick onto him.
Eddward noticed the touch calmed the other and in turn relaxed him as well. The ginger now held tightly onto his hand as if trying not to let him get away, with his eyes still fixed on the raven haired. With his other hand Eddward reached to cover the gingers face blocking his sight completely, and in a whisper so low he wasn't sure if Kevin could hear, he spoke "Please don't give up…" he wasn't sure if he was speaking about himself or the other but before he could get any response from Kevin he quickly got up and went to the kitchen to grab a small box then headed to the back yard.
Kevin was left stunned kneeling on the floor trying to figure out what Eddward had just said, before his lips curved into a small smile and stood up following the other out. Before he stepped out he wiped his eyes and took a breath in, then opened the door to see Eddward sitting on the steps with a cigarette in hand making him cringe "You know you shouldn't be smoking, it's terrible for you" he said taking a couple steps closer to the other.
The raven haired took one puff as if to tease the other "Helps me think more clearly" he simply said.
"Oh yeah? That's a terrible habit to have" he chuckled shifting on his feet a bit.
Eddward shrugged "We all have terrible habits I suppose" he tossed the cigar on the ground and stepped on it watching its flame die. "…I'm sure even you have one"
At this Kevin raised an eyebrow slightly shocked by the positive response and softly smiled taking a seat next to the raven haired "Well I don't know if it's as terrible as yours, but I have a habit of riding my motorcycle at full blast down a highway at night."
"Ah it's just as terrible as mine, both have the possibility of death" Eddward laughed looking down at the crushed cigar. "Possibly worse"
Kevin looked up to Eddward with wide eyes, just what was that wonderful sound he heard? A laugh? An actual laugh! Kevin began to laugh himself "I'll have you know it feels amazing! The adrenaline really makes you feel alive. You should try it"
Eddward looked now out onto the empty yard "I'm sure you wouldn't want me offering you to try a cigarette now would you?"
"Well no, but it's not the same!" Kevin whined "Just a drive around town"
"Possibly another time…" Eddward scratched his neck a bit awkwardly.
Kevin happily leaned back a bit "Alright then, I'll hold you up on that"
For a long time, they were in complete silence both looking onto the yard and the sight of an abandoned playground just beyond the bushes. In all honesty Kevin was alright if Eddward didn't want to talk anymore, his conversation given him enough satisfaction and was pleased that the other had decided to give him a chance.
"We used to play in that playground when we were kids" Eddward voiced spoke softly breaking the silence.
The ginger turned surprised once again of the bully's openness "who?"
Eddward shifted his hands now tangled together "…a friend and I did"
"What's their name?" Kevin asked intrigued
"Blaine…he used to live in this neighborhood, before he moved to a different state during fifth grade." Eddward finally turned to give a glance to Kevin "We used to go up that hill over there and make plans about getting the hell out of this town. Said we go over to Europe and live there working in shop we would build together." He chuckled shaking his head.
Kevin chuckled as well "Those are some big plans for two kids"
"We…we didn't know anything about life then, we just dreamed and talked big" Eddward looked back down at his intertwined fingers.
"So what happened? Do you guys still talk?" Kevin listened closely trying to hear Eddward, the real Eddward.
"No…it's been a long time" Kevin noticed the other body tense for a while as if debating something with himself "…died actually… In a car accident with some older teenagers who were only injured in the event"
Kevin's heart sank realizing the playground, and the entire place must bring the other sad memories of his friend. "I'm sorry to hear that…" he lamely said not really sure what else to say.
"You remind me of him sometimes…" Eddward continued ruffling the hair underneath his beanie.
"I do? How? Physically or personality?" he asked cheerfully trying to not let the mood get too sad.
"Physically no, you're nothing like him" Eddward chuckled "He was a brunette for starters… but he shares your annoying habit of being persistent, always optimistic and…odd"
"Odd?" Kevin asked a bit confused by what he meant.
"It's just a feeling I got from him, I could never describe it in words but I get the same feeling radiating from you…it's odd" the raven haired shrugged.
"mhmm…" Kevin looked up to the sky seeing a little couple of birds flying together "I guess that's good huh" Eddward turned towards the ginger curious to his response. "I mean what's so fun about being normal? Seems to me like Blaine was a remarkable person"
The older teen shook his head with a smile "He was…suppose he could have been grand"
"Wish I could have met him, we could have gotten along great" Kevin smiled imagining a world where Eddward had had the friend he desperately needed growing up, and he only wished life wasn't so cruel.
"Perfectly actually" Eddward whispered before he sighed feeling relaxed and at the same time exhausted. He was afraid, but he had to be strong because maybe just maybe his last tiny bit of hope he had left lay with Kevin Barr.
They both sat down for a very long time watching squirrels jumping from tree to tree, birds flying back to their home, and wind blow the grass. Both boys lost in their minds, one filled with enthusiasm, the other filled with conflict.
In time they headed inside the house and Eddward leant Kevin an educational book he had, while he read the pirate book which to his surprise wasn't half bad. The raven haired had made his special tea with Kevin right close to him watching for any possible secret ingredient that made the beverage so good, which he ended up feeling a bit disappointed because he found none. Then after reading they decided to watch a movie, in which they debated a long time trying to find a movie that they both were interested enough, in the end agreeing to a documentary about an unsolved murder in the 90's. When it was time for Kevin to leave, Eddward decided to give the boy a ride home. The entire ride was in peaceful silence and once again both caught up in their thoughts, one satisfied and the other tranquil.
Once dropping off Kevin, Eddward stood outside his door for a moment hesitant about going inside the now abandoned home. He opened the door and headed straight to his room and changed to sweats and a sweatshirt, he took off his hat, brushed his teeth and got under the covers of his bed. Peculiar enough the house wasn't as cold as usual.
Peculiar enough the voices made no sound that night.
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Hmmmmm... wasn't sure how i wanted this chapter to end, however i was pretty satisfied.
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