Latula's POV- The day started off normal in the dream bubble. All the ancestors were going about their normal business. I was on my way to see a special someone. I grinded down a railing and found the guy I was looking for. Poor Tuna, face down on the ground again. I walked over and helped him up. "H3y Tuna whats up!" I was hoping he was happy and not in a mood like last time.... "0h, uh 1m f1in3 1 ju57 f3ll....4g41n. G0D D4MN 17 WHY C4N7 I D0 4NY7H1NG FUCK1NG R1GH7!" Oh Mituna.... "H3y Tun4 17'5 ok 1'm sur3 n3x7 71m3 you"ll...." He smacked me hard across the face then yelled." N0 1 W0N'7! 570P LY1NG T0 ME 7UL1P, JU57 570P IT. 1 W1LL N3V3R B3 N0RM4L B3C4U53 1'M 4 5H7UP1D 1D107 4HTFLP3H5713PBR" I couldn't believe he just hit me like that across the face. I started to cry,and lowered my head, hoping he wouldn't see. He did. Still in a rage, he cried out, " WHY 7H3 FUCK1NG 5H17 4R3 Y0U CRY1NG Y0U 57HUP1D 455 5H17 H34D!" I know he doesn't mean it, but the words still really hurt.....oh Tuna I wish I could have been there when it happened. Sweeps ago- " M4n 7h1s 1s so r4d1c4l! 1 n33d 7o 73ll 7un4 4bou7 17!" I ran to Mituna's hive and knocked on the door. " 7un4 y4 hom3! 1 found 4 s1ck pl4c3 to gr1nd!.....7una?" When the door remained closed for ten minutes, I pushed on it and it opened. I made my way around his hive and went to his room. His door was open so I just walked in. I noticed on my in that there was some blood on the floor....his blood. "7-7un4?" I asked with shaky breath. He lied on the ground unconscious, bleeding from his head. "7uN4!" I yelled and ran to be by his side. "Wh47 h4pp3n3d 7o you b4b3? Why 4r3 you bl33d1ng?" I asked, grabbing one of his shirts that were astray on the floor. " b-b4b3 1 54v3d,1 uh 57h4v3d, y0u guy5, 4nd uh,..." he paused and grabbed his head and started screaming. "WH4 5H17 5H17 FUCK 455 0H G0D MY FUCK1NG H34D HUR7S L1K3 H3LL! WH47 D1D 1 FUCK1NG D0 7UL1P, WH47 D1D 1 D0!" his voice was very demanding and harsh. "1-1 don7 know b4b3 I was wond3r1ng to....l37s go f1nd som3 h3lp 4nd 7h3n..." he laid himself up and punched me hard in the jaw. "N0 WHY D0N7 Y0U G0 FUCK Y0UR53LF 57HUP1D B17CH 455 WH0R3 F4C3!" I couldn't help myself at this point...he was different, but I was still flushed for him deeply. I started to cry and hugged him. He yelled and kicked and screamed for a bit, then he calmed down. "7-7ul1p wh47 d1d 1..." he pulled back and looked at my face and saw the bruise forming. "N0 1 d1dn7....1 d1dn7 m34n 70 7ul1p....1m 50 50rry..." he started to cry into my shoulder. I held him tighter and comforted him. I knew he hadn't truly changed. A while later, I got him a helmet to wear. "why d0 1 n33d 70 w34r 7h15?" he asked. "W3ll....17 looks so r4d1c4l on you b4b3!" I said with a smile. I felt terrible. This was the first time I lied to him. I only wanted him to be safe, and the helmet would ensure his head wouldn't get anymore damage then it already had.... -Present- I cant stand to see him like this. I picked up my board and ran away from his anger and hate. I will always be flushed for him...even if one day it kills me....
