into the attic part 1

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* oh my name ? it's shard* it takes a minute for him to process the name.
Not wanting to wait I trail up the ladder. I hear a hushed wait from behind  me hinting  that he had began to follow me. Once I'm in the room I tack in my surroundings. It a old room layered in dust making it obvious no one has been in here for years.
Then there's a dresser blocking the rest of the attic almost as if it's supposed to keep us out. I'm pulled from the thought when something grazes my hand. My head tilts at a odd angle,  only for me to see mono and nothing else.  I let out a annoyed grunt and move away from him But he seems to notice because his bag tilts to the side. But I ignore him just as I have done since we first  met.
But sadly I can't avoid him forever  I need him , I need him to get out of here.
So I'll help only when needed . *hey do you mind giving me a lift* he points over his shoulder and at the dresser. My only response is a Nod before getting into a position . We copy the exact movements as last time. And when he lands it creates a small thud, he calls out a thank you  but before  he leaves he turns around to look at me *don't leave* then he turns around and leaves. Im alone again but I'm not afraid of my thoughts. though they still swarm me like Flys do to trash. Because that is exactly what I am, trash, I am the definition of trash I serve no purpose. But that doesn't mean I cant make a purpose for myself. No I plan to make a purpose for myself even if it's In
This fucking forsaken world. I drop my thoughts on a wim and sit down letting my sleep deprived eyes close.

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There will be a part two in mono's pov
And sorry for the late update 😅  hope you enjoyed





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