Boris:
after the talk that I had with Gilbert, Miles started to talk, he is the voice in my head, and all those thoughs about to set Miles free are killing me.
Miles is like a demon inside me, I think he's been in me since I born, it's hard to explain, he made me do a lot of despicable things, almost killed my friends and my family. Nobody but them know about him, when my dad notice that, tried to make a kind of exorcism, I was 13 then.
I fell pressure, beacuse in any moment I'll be weak and could scape very easily; I need to destroy him, but I cant do it by my own and I cant tell to the guys, I cant put the responsability on their shoulders, it's to much.
-hi mate - fraser came and put his hand on my shoulder-
-hi - said looking at the floor
-you okay?
-yes... it's just... nevermind
- is something about Miles?
-how did you know that?
- because I know my best friend, tell me what happen
-i dont know it's just, what happen if someday Im weak and he scape
-I'll be there to take you back like the last time
-I cant ask you for that, you almost die for my fault last time
- wasnt your fault, and I'll be there for you, like I've been there before, I'll be there for you 'cause you're there for me too
-Well, at first I thought I'd have to bear this weight by myself, but when my knees were getting weak and I was in need of help you were there to take away the pain that I felt, you're the only one that gave me hope you're the only one who really knows
-know what?
-I've got all these demons hiding underneath nobody can see them, nobody but me, and you're the reason the only thing that keeps me from diving off the deep end because I've got all these demons
- well we all have demons inside, but yours are worts and being honest we need to find out a way to take "Miles" away from you, like, kill him but not you
-yeah sure -I said with a little bit of sarcasm- like we could
-trust me we'll find a way, Im sure about it
I look right into his eyes with a little bit of hope, cause being honest, thething I want the most in this world is kill that part of me.
-please Fraser, you are giving me too much hope and I really wanna think that that's possible but, how can you kill a part of your soul without die trying?
He put his hand in my shoulder
-I know we could and I think we should talk with the guys
-ok, lets go inside- I said
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greyhound
Fanfictionlive in Seattle, but not the nice part of it, Greyhound is not the perfect place to raise. Is always cloudy, that its not bad if you don't like the sun like me. Always is kinda wet.