Everything was so quiet.
You could hear another's heartbeat if you listened hard enough.
So quiet.
Anti filled the silence with whatever he could try to find to watch on the TV. All that he could find, though, were old memories or videos from Sean's channel.
It was so frustrating.
To be reminded all the time.
Stuck in Sean's head like a doll waiting to be let out of the closet.
Everyone else was let out so why not him!?
Not like he'd cause TOO much trouble . . . . .
Oh who was he kidding?
He'd wreak havoc and he knew it.
Still, they've all been gone for a long time.
Everything was so quiet
Did Sean make the decision to keep them all out except for him?
The very thought started to hurt.
'No, surely that's not the case. Sean wouldn't be able to handle all of them at the same time, anyway. Definitely not Jackie and his self-righteous bullshit'
And he liked to think they liked him SOMETIMES.
'Chase would at least stick up for me, right?'
It was the only thought hanging in the air that kept him sane.
'Let's see. . . its been a couple weeks now, right?'
At first he enjoyed the silence.
But now . . . . .
Even the silence was starting to accumulate a sort of annoying sound.
Like static in the air.
Some would think he'd like the sound.
But it was starting to burn through his ears.
So much so that he'd fill the silence with anything. Even Sean's videos.
"Bastards are probably having such a laugh leaving me out of everything."
Or even his own voice.
A couple of weeks ago was the incident.
A few days after his itching had persisted to drive him mad.
He had to get rid of it somehow.
So he made them all leave.
So was it his fault, then, that he was now alone?
He wouldn't have to wait much longer, though.
'They left all their things. Everything's all still in their rooms'
He thought about snooping but then again, he never knew when they'd show back up. They could just be WAITING for him to fuck up.
Were they all just messing with him?
Was this his punishment?
'Well maybe I'll just have to punish them again' he thought to himself.
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