Suicide Angels - Why Dont We Family-

Stab in the back

Might be trigger idk maybe a little not a lot.

Zach awoke that day before anyone and he couldn't go back to sleep. It was only 4am so typically it would be hours still until anyone woke up. He didn't feel good like at all he felt dizzy and extremely hungry. He moved close against Corbyn and moved the mans arm to wrap around him since Jonah was facing the other way, he tucked his face into the mans chest listening to his pulsing heartbeat. He pulled his arms close to his chest huddling in on himself and shut his eyes tight just willing himself to go back to sleep. His stomach growled causing him to whimper quietly and scoot closer to Corbyn.

He heard noises from the downstairs but assumed it just nova playing around since she often got hyper at night. His heart began to faintly hurt nowhere near as bad as it had been recently though. Immediately his mind shot to the thoughts of what he couldn't have, today was going to be a long one and he could already tell.

Just risk it. The voice in his head said. No not worth it he thought again. Remember what happened last time?

Yeah but that was last time not this time.

No I don't need them

Yes I do

I need them

No I don't

I don't want them

Yes you do

Everyone's going to be so mad

Not if they don't know

I don't even have money

But dads do

No I've already stole once I can't do it again

To bad

No I don't have the energy to walk there

To bad

No it's dark and scary

To bad

I don't want to

To bad suck it up

Zach hugged his body closer to corbyns as his mind wouldn't shut off. He tried so hard just to go back to sleep but he couldn't he couldn't stop his urges. He started to cry silently. This was more than a craving at this point it was an absolute need he felt like he needed it in order to survive like he would go crazy if he didn't have it. Against everything in him his urges quickly won the debate though despite his crippling fear. He slowly pushed himself up and gently crawled overtop of Corbyn. His legs wobbling like crazy as he did so. But getting out of the bed took almost all of his energy resulting in him sitting on the floor for a few moments to collect himself. He then devised a better plan and rolled into his stomach propping himself up on his elbows. He began to crawl under the bed. He knew where Jonah kept his wallet and he knew he would have more money in it than in corbyns so he crawled under the bed all the way to Jonahs side.

Jonah was facing his direction still asleep so he knew he had to be careful and quiet because if he woke up he didn't know how he could possibly get himself out of this one. He picked up jonahs whole wallet to afraid to waste time and pulled his sleeve over his hand to hide it. He walked around the bed this time to the other side and made his way to the door. Before exiting the room he looked back at the bed at the open spot where he lay so safe moments prior then he spent a minute looking at each dad before leaving the room but not by choice...he didn't want to go but he couldn't fight this strong urge deep within him.