I jolted up, sweat dripping down my neck. I scrambled for the pills beside me and popped two into my mouth. "I shouldn't have done that." I muttered.
I sat up shaking violently, waiting for the medication to kick in. Slowly I started to feel numb a...
"You can set yourself on fire, but you're never going to burn burn burn." ~ Panic! At The Disco
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I tugged on his arm but he didn't stop walking.
"Hayden stop." I told him and when he did I walked around him and looked up at him but he was looking away. He had his jaw clenched and his hands in fists, as small streams of tears escaped his eyes.
I whispered stop to myself, just hoping that he would stop crying. I wrapped my arms around his torso so that he can't escape from me. He needs a leaning shoulder.
"Let go of me." He yelled harshly but I ignored it. I sighed as I felt as if I was just making things worse, but right when I was about to let go, I felt his arms wrap around me and his head go into the crook of my neck. I felt him sob into my arm, feeling my shirt fill up with tears. It was a mixture of tears and just pure sadness landing on my clothes. His body shook as he cried on my arm, almost as if he was having a panic attack.
But I didn't care.
He cried and cried, and I could feel my own eyes fill up with tears that I didn't dare let spill out.
He's troubled just like me.
"I-I just can't do it anymore Ca-Cassandra." He sobbed into my neck and I bit my lip from preventing me crying. I hugged him tighter and rubbed his back.
"Hayden it's okay, you're okay" I whispered to him, hoping that he would calm down but he didn't The grip that he had around me was so tight that I felt like I couldn't breathe. I was standing on the tips of my toes, because he was practically lifting me up.
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"No, no i'm not." He sobbed, his body shaking.
"Hayden believe me your okay, if anything you have Julian and me, believe me when I say both of us are here for you, both of us."
He didn't respond but as he cried onto my arm, I just thought, how troubled I am now.
Because this boy is no joke.
He isn't.
And slowly, ever so slowly, I feel like he is now... this object for me. I can't describe it. I just cant... but.. He's slowly doing something to me that I'm not liking the affect.
I wanted him to stop crying, I wanted to take the pain away from him. He doesn't deserve this. He deserves a normal happy life with a beautiful family. I just don't want him to have this pain.
