ACT I A Fully Dysfunctional Family (S.A.M.S opposites day AU)

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Content warning!
Cursing.
Just general angst. Y'all know the score by now.

[Moon's pov]

It is so cold in this room.
      Used to it by now..
View of the street is dark.
     The late Autumn air is cool
And calming
     Although my nerves are still buzzing in my head
      like the static
           of a television set.
Ringing in my ears.
Distracting me from the numb pain building up against my chest, the tight feeling forcing the air from my throat and blocking my lungs.
The ache in my heart.
     Longing desperately for something I cannot have
Something I will never have
I want it
     So
Badly
It hurts me to think about..

Nevertheless
     An impossible return.

A silly idea, that's all.

Everything is so cramped up inside me
There isn't enough room for all this feeling.

I feel so angry. At Sun. At myself. At everything. Eclipse is hurt. If he doesn't return them I know I will be the one to blame. It's my fault he left. He needed some time alone. I interfere with everything. I was the one that needed to talk to someone. He doesn't need me. I'm useless. I can't do anything. I can't help him.
This is all my fault.
I did this.

The tears are dripping down my cheeks and I remember how weak I really am, no matter how I cover it up.
I just want somebody to tell me everything is going to be ok.
     To tell me that somehow, this whole stupid fucking thing will be over and done with.
To reassure me that I am doing all I can...

I try so hard.
But it never gets me anywhere better than the place I am already trapped in. I don't understand it.

I wish they never made us. All this would have never happened if it were not for that virus.
That fucking virus.
It would all be fine.
Floating around peacefully in non-existance. Free.

I want to be free of all these thoughts.
I want it, just me and my brothers again.
I don't want these feelings piling up inside me.

I want Sun back.
The real Sun.
That kind brother that always took care of the kids, always looked after me when I was down.
Not this amalgamation of psychopathy.
And not that AI generated nice-guy either.
The real Sun.
With a sense of humour sharp as a needle.
The real, three dimensional Sun who always got on my nerves so much, was a lovable idiot and somehow always knew the right buttons to press in every situation imaginable.
      The Sun I love so much
He is gone away now.
     And so is Lunar.

Lunar
...
What of Lunar?
What of him?
What is his part in all this?

Lunar...
The one that got away with so, so much.

What of him?

What happend.