to be with danger

a bit of the past

Moving his neck a bit under the hot shower, type took in very deep breathes has he was loosening his back muscles.
Turning his back to the wall, type closed his eyes to then let the hot water go about his front.
Signing, type then slowly opened his eyes to then look across the way to make a face.
I know what I'm going to have to do next week, but I really don't want to.
Type then moved his hand up to shut off the water to then turn to go out to grab a towel to then place it about his lower, to then take another to place to his head to start to dry his hair to then go to his bed to lay to his back to look up.
Signing, he then turned his head to grab his pack of cigarettes, to then open it to draw one out, to then turn his head to the other side to grab his lighter to place that cigarette to his mouth to light to then place in-between his fingers to then place a hand to his forehead.
Fuck! I know I have to go in this direction to make mr. Tyme trust me but....... For years I have had guys like ceto want me because of what I am and.....
Type closed his eyes to then furrow his brow to then place the end to his cigarette to his mouth to take in a very long inhale. To they take it out, to then move his hand to the side to flick the ashes to the bedding but really caring he was going to have to buy more.
Type then moved his thumb to the middle of his head to move it up and down in irritation.
What I am is going to help me land this asshole, however it goes against everything I have been pushing back for years.
Type started to then click his teeth together to then slowly get up to then move to the edge of the bed to make a grimace to then start to kick his feet about to then place the cigarette to his mouth to take another deep inhale to then flick it across the room to then place his hands to either side of himself.
What if......I do this.... And he becomes like ceto? Like the..... Others? I always pushed them away but with him I have to pull.
Type growled a bit to then turn his head to then dart his eyes.
This fucking sucks!
Looking to his wrist, he eyed his watch that went off to then get up to roll his eyes to then go to the bathroom, to look over his medication bottle to then pick it up to eye.
A past memory went through his head.
Type about 17, was to his bed, arms wrapped to shake his head has his watch started to go off.
"No! I'm not going to take them!"
His father to the other side of the door kept knocking.
"Type, stop this. You need to take your...."
Type snapped his head to the side.
"No!"
His father signed to then place his back to the door to look forward, types mother came forth to then place a hand to his shoulder to look over him sympathetically.
"Maybe...... He needs to learn the hard way. Take him out side."
His father gulped.
"Do you think that is best?"
She took in a deep breathe to then eye down.
"Not at all, but he keeps doing this. He.... Needs to learn the consequences."
Flexing his jaw, his father turned to then open the door that wasn't locked to then eye over type. He then leaned up to eye his father up and down in anger.
"What are you doing! I don't want you hey!"
His father went to type to then wrap his hand to his wrist to then start to pull. Type looked to his mother in horror.
She made a face to then hang her head.
"I'm sorry type."
Type looked to her up and down to then eye his father.
"What are you doing!?"
"I..... Need to show you what will happen if you don't take those pills. They are not just to stop one thing but another. Especially at this age."
Type started to breathe heavily.
"Dad please...."
Type moved his other hand up to try and get his father's off.
"I'm sorry, this needs to happen."
Type hung his head to have tears start to go down his face.
"I'll take them!"
"You need to...."
"Dad please! I'll always take them! I've read the books! I don't want what could happen! Please don't take me outside!" He pleaded.
His father stopped before the door to then turn his head to eye.
"I need you to promise."
Type took in a very deep breathe to then nod.
"Everyday?"
"Yes...."
His father let his wrist go to then watch type turn slowly to then go back to his room to his bathroom to eye that pill bottle to then open to grab one to place to his mouth to swallow in anger.
His Parents were behind him with sullen faces.
Coming back, type slowly looked up with the pill to his hand to take a deep breathe to then consume.
I don't want what could happen if I don't take this, especially since I'm a virgin to this age, if I don't take my medication and for me to go out......
Type closed his eyes to let a tear fall, he despised what he was.
Type then shook his head to then go about back to the bed to flop to his stomach to grab a pillow to place under his chin to look forward to groan.
Just have to stick with my plan, have to keep my promise, just have to get through this, then I really do need to get out of this job and settle down with a woman.
Type closed his eyes to nod.
I won't let what I am dictate my life any mother fucking longer! I can be normal! I don't have to be a freak!