TOBIAS-
Nothing can ever prepare you for it. You can try to make a plan, have a list of things to do. But they never really work.
You just find yourself falling. And there's nothing you can do to slow down and the floor is so far away that you have no clue when the final drop will be.
"Soph! Sophie!"
You just know it's coming. And nothing you do will stop it.
"It hurts, Toby. Toby, it hurts."
"I know, Sophie, I'm sorry princess. You just have to chew on these they'll be here soon and everything will be okay."
"Make it stop, Toby."
"I'm trying, Sophie. I'm trying."
It's just an eternal plummet. Gaining speed as you fall longer.
"Help me, Toby. Please."
"I'm- I'm trying, Sophie."
Until eventually, you crash.
~
I'm not a religious man. I don't really believe in any external source of power. I don't particularly understand how people can fathom an all-loving being that can allow all this unfathomably cruel suffering in the world.
But people turn to anything in times of need.
Drink.
Drugs.
Sex.
God.
They're all just distractions. Something to pin hope to. Something to pin blame on.
~
"He didn't answer me," I sobbed, hunched over the empty cot. "He didn't answer my prayers."
A nurse stood by my side. A golden cross hung around her neck.
"Dear boy," she said, in such a sweet, delicate voice, "God always answers us, it's just- sometimes... It's not the answer we were looking for."
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Call Me Six
Fanfiction"I'm not who you think I am." *** Human beings are incredibly good actors, we all put on a daily show and take part in the charade, entitled: Life. You may hate me, call me a slut or a whore, but please remember... I'm not who you think I am. There...
