Boy In Blue [ bxb cglre / agere ]

BREAK - chp 4

Hi lovelies! I hope you're all well today.

This chapter took me forever, and feels rough in some edges because I am currently exhausted. :,) I worked on all 4 chapters today while dealing with cramps and a migraine. It's a juggle. However, I'm very proud of Liam as a character. I feel like Caregiver character's are always these stoic or forceful types of people, and I just can't understand that. We're all humans after all, including caregivers! I hope you all love Liam as well. <3
Rant over heehee.

Hope you enjoy!

Q : when did you start regressing/caregiving , if you take part in it ?

A : i started at around 15 , but did it without realizing since I was like 12 xP

Liam POV

He sighed as he walked around the block, nearing the corner to the street where their house was. He was extremely anxious, and even that was an understatement to how he felt.

Once he had arrived home, he called out a 'hello', receiving nothing in return. There was the faint noise of cartoons on the TV, and he could hear Amelia's occasional giggles, but there was no one that greeted him. He didn't even bother calling out again, and instead went to his room with a gloom and doom expression, hearing light chatter from his mom's office. That made sense; his cousin was hanging out with his girlfriend, and his mother was busy. No time for him. He hurried to do his homework, not trusting himself to do anything else as he felt a wave of fuzziness take over. A sad kind of fuzziness.

As he set out to do his homework, he quickly found that it was not going well. He was biting back tears, a few managed to slip through and fall onto the paper. The instructions jumbled together like a puzzle, the numbers weren't numbering, the math wasn't mathing, and every sound, every buzz was becoming so unbearable. He slammed his pencil down and bit his lip, ripping at a piece of skin and feeling the metallic taste of blood in his mouth.

He was shaking in his chair, hands in hair and tugging at it, while his tears continued to come through. His pants quickly became soaked in some spots due to the tears, while his nose started running. He felt tiny, and so sad.

As soon as he started sobbing, he heard someone coming up the stairs, and his door slowly creaked open. He knew who it was without even turning around, and he let his sobs come out more loudly this time.

In an instant, Killian was by his side, tugging Liam's chair back so he could kneel in front of him, gently taking his hands from his hair and holding them in his, taking deep breaths and coaxing Liam to do the same.

After a couple minutes, all Liam felt was a dull ache, sore eyes, and a sniffly nose, his breathing back to normal.

"There ya' go, Liam. It's gonna be okay." Liam nodded at Killian's words, but couldn't respond other than a slight whimper. "Can you tell me what happened, bud?"

"The uh-" Liam didn't trust his words, so he pointed to the sheet of math homework on his desk, sniffling.

"Oh dear. Math isn't very fun, is it?" Liam shook his head. "How about you do this tomorrow, okay? I don't think you're feeling your best, and I know you can easily do this usually. Take some time to relax, okay?"

"No! I don't want to- I need to do this now." He glared at Killian, who's expression was shocked, to say the least.

"And why's that?"

"I just need to, okay?!" He pushed Killain back and brought his knees to his forehead, hugging his knees to his body and taking ragged breaths.

"Liam, I think you know where you're coming from, and I unders-"

"You don't understand!" Liam looked up at him with a glare, his whole body shaking once again.

"Buddy.. I went through school too, I know how scary this year is, with the Test and all."

"You still don't understand! Your classification was easy, you knew what it was." Liam sniffled while standing up abruptly from his chair and going to his bed, covering himself with the blankets.