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3rd pov

Grian was sitting in bed. just, sitting. he had music playing. the music that hit closets to home. he just sat there. 

"are you ok?" X had come in. he must have let him self in to grians home. grian looked at him.

"im fine," grian smiled. X nodded and left. 

-later that day-

grian was out. he had his head phones in again. still music hitting close to home. ren walked up to him. 

"are you ok?" ren asked seeing grian zoned out. grian looked up and smiled. 

"im fine," ren nodded and left

-that night-

mumbo was over making food. he was suppose to be grians best friend. but he felt them shifting. mumbo always talks of redstone. grian could never talk about it since he didnt know it. nor did he really want to know it. nor could he. he couldnt understand or learn as fast as mumbo. it always made grian annoyed. not at mumbo. at him self. he truely was diffrent. 

"then me and doc talked about our new redstone," mumbo keep talking. grian couldnt keep up with his talk. he remebered the other day. he was suppose to meet mumbo for a walk but mumbo was talking with doc. so grian walked behind. quitly. 

he remebered back to him birthday. he was suppose to have a sleep over. like he wanted when he was younger but he never had the friends. sadly out of 3 people he asked to be there. last minute the 2 ditched. calling him names on the way out. so he just wanted a few movies with mumbo. sadly mumbo was just planing redstone the whole time and he watched basicly alone. 

"anyways i really should go! i have so much stuff to do at my base," mumbo said getting up. grian nodded and walked him to the door. 

"are you ok?" mumbo asked seeing grian looking off. 

"im fine," grian smiled. mumbo nodded, smiled back, and left. grian sighed. he was suppose to be happy. he has a friend. he has lots of friends. but it just... wasnt feeling right. but he cant break it off or he'll be alone. it also could cause trouble with the server. he sat in his house. alone. 

he really felt bad. sick. his eating was off but what could he do? his friends where off but what could he do? all he could do was sit. watch as the storms come in and role out. not worried about him. watch his friend make more accomplishments. while he cant even read, or write, or understand was right infront of him. he cant even tell anyone because he has no words that a person would understand because he brain cant even understand that. 

it always 'im fine' hes always fine. nothing wrong. his life in perfect. he cant break from that life. itll show weakness. show that the people calling him nothing are right. that he really cant do anything. that he cant become somthing. 

he wants to fly and relaxe but the pain in his bones couldnt hold him long enough. but he will never say anything in fear his flying will be taken away. 

but of course. hes fine. he is fine. he will always be fine. he is fine. fine. 

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sorry i needed to vent lol

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