1,000,002 | bad influence (day 4)
Jul 16, 2023 18:24:15 GMT -5
Post by mat on Jul 16, 2023 18:24:15 GMT -5
U L Y S S E S.
Fuck, dude.
I stay away from the boys as they cluster around Caspian. Who truly knows what to do in this situation? Get close and join the mourning or keep your distance. It feels impossible to do the right thing. Say you're sorry. Cry. Tell a story. When Mom and Dad died in the accident, my grandparents expected me to just know how to act. What do you mean, of course you should know how to look at someone you love in an open casket! No. It's never that simple. After the fight dispersed, it was Torian who ran to Caspian's body, and it was Jayson who joined him with the other half. Grandma clung to Mom and Dad after everything that happened. Mourning was drawn up like a scale for her, and it wasn't okay to beat her in the competition. A sick habit in the sight of death, I hold back by the trees. Surely, they don't think the same way as Grandma, but I'd just rather not chance it.
This part of the arena looks like a warzone, even in the darkness of night. Half-stripped bark from the tree trunks blow in the metallic wind. Blood is everywhere. From my ankles down, I'm drenched in puddles sprinting back and forth from one fight to the other. Others are much, much worse. Caspian and Lara. Perry, Jayson, and Torian. Fuck, my boys don't look great. A couple more moments of fighting and they might be on the ground too. Larissa took Perry to the skies again, Bellamy in tow. There's not going to be any more fighting today. And if there is, it'll be uncomfortable for the people who aren't on my side.
Arms folded, I look over to Jayson and Torian again, glimpses of a still Caspian between the boys' movements.
A tear slides down, one so slim that I hope the darkness can't catch it. Why him? Caspian… you could see in his eyes that he was already shattered into a million pieces. Why'd they have to tear him in two? Why'd they have to break him again?
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