Troye
The floor was cold , I've haven't had a proper shower in weeks. There is still dried blood on my shirt . When I said I haven't had a proper shower I meant , I don't get to shower . I miss my mum , my dad . I miss sage , tyde and steel. But mum told them I was bad . You see ever since that incident with Connor I haven't been able to leave this place , I'm not allowed to see my family nor friends .
"Would anyone like to say how their day was ?" You see Mrs.Beverly is a sweetheart. I like her , she has blond locks and has a bright blue eyeshadow that makes her eyes stand out , Mrs.beverly is here in the day and Mrs.Karla arrives around 8 . It was currently 6:35 . I liked Karla better though , she brings us snacks. Mrs. Beverly made us read. Not that I hate reading, but when you're stuck in a place like this , there is lack of motivation. "God, i want to leave" I mumbled .
"What was that troye?" Mrs.beverly said as the others just gave a cold stare. " would you like to tell us how your day is going ?" All eyes were now on me . I picked at my chipped nails " it was ok, I mean it can't get better sitting here all day and doing nothing." She smiled " thank you troye , for expressing your feelings, keep it up and you'll be out of here in no time" she nodded and gave a warm smile " would anyone else like to share how their day Is going?"
I didn't have a roommate but you can say I'm pretty close to the chic that sleeps next door to me . She's also the only girl that I like speaking to. She has blond hair with faded pink in it .she has a tattoo on her wrist that looks like it's probably a poke and stick . If we weren't in here I'd say she holds a 70's/80's style , but we're in here and the bags under her eyes , nappish hair and dirty clothes say otherwise .She's been here longer than me , she's practically seen it all.
When Karla arrived she had someone with her , it was a tall figure with dark brown hair , baggy grey sweats with a Pink Floyd shirt with holes . This might be interesting . Aura took a seat next to me while she opened a juice box , " he's a hunk , isn't he , troye ?" She said as she takes a sip out of her juice box. The tall figure finally turned around . If it weren't for the sunken cheeks , bagged and red eyes , cracked lips , I'd say he has gorgeous features . Apart from the red puffiness ,I think I seem to lose myself in his hazel eyes .
"well , troye , we seem to found you someone new" she gave a cheeky smile , "I'll be right back, aura" I got up and walked towards Karla . She was filling out papers , I stood next to her and waited for her to finish . The hazel eyed boy gave me a weak smile . "Hey Karla , can I please talk to you" She put her finger in the air signaling me to wait " Jacob sign here and I'll take you to your room, then you can come and hang out with them till it's time for bed" he nodded and took the pen " alright troye , what happen?" She looked at me and smiled " oh I just asked if we could talk about my release " she nodded "yes sure" Jacob look at me and I gave a toothy smile. " well i have marked down that you leave in four weeks" this can't be fucking happening " wait what! I thought I was being released in 3 weeks . Why was I added another week ?" Mrs. Karla looks down at the folder that holds information on release dates , phone numbers, prescription drugs and etc. " I'm sorry troye but it says 'due to Mr.Mellet's lack of eating, lack of motivation, and possible major depression, another week is needed for the patient' this couldn't be happening . For fucks sake.
"Troye do you think we should invite hazel over , he's kinda lonely" I shrugged "all in favor say 'I' if you want hazel to come over, and have a chat with us" there is four of us .
Christian Rodríguez , Christian grew up in an addict household . Both mom and dad were addicts , Christian had an older brother who practically played daddy . By the age of 14 Christian was out on the streets of Bronx selling his brother's drugs. Just so that they could provide food and other survival necessities . When he turned 16 him and his brother planned to go to Florida where their rich cousin Ricky was. They were going to find a car , stay with cousin Ricky for a week or so. Rob his ass and come back to Bronx and live the happy life they wanted . Everything was fine until one of Christian's neighbors caught him trying to break in into their car and called the cop on him.
Axel Taylor . Axel was a dancer, a bailarina to say. He had great looks and a Beautiful persona. He loved the way his feet would make a mind of its own when he was on stage , loved it when cheering crowds asked for more, always craved for the fans love. Everyone was jealous of him . Everyone wanted what he had . Talent , looks ,shape. You name it . He was at some point happy . Until his manager demanded that he needed to lose weight because axel was having a hard time dancing due to the weight he had been putting on . He did everything he could , calorie counting , restrictions, bingeing, and Purging. On the last night of his tour he passed out on stage doing the whipped throw . He was diagnosed with anorexia and bulimia.
Aura Frangipane, Aura had a nice childhood. She lived on the country side of Michigan, where she grew up surrounded by cows. For her 7th birthday her dad said he'd went to go buy her a special present, but as days turned into weeks , weeks into months and months into years . She knew he wasn't coming back. When She turned 13 her mother brought someone knew home . Aura always knew something was wrong with Todd . Then on New Years aura was on the phone with her best friend , when Todd went to her bedroom to ask if she wanted to see the fireworks. Aura was never the same afterwards. He raped her while the bright and colorful fireworks lit up her cold and somber room. By the age of 16 aura had enough of Todd and ran away from home. She took a train to New York where her dad was living. When she arrived to her dad's house, she saw a cozy family inside and fought against disrupting. After that day she began to cut her beautiful porcelain skin and smoking her beautiful pink lungs.
Then there's me . Troye Sivan Mellet, reason why I'm in this shit hole is for failed suicide attempt , and self harm. But nobody knows . So let's just keep this between us . wonder what Jacob did to get him self in here.
"Troye what do you say?" She gave me puppy eyes " I'm sorry what?" she gave a cold look " would you like hazel over there to come over ?we all said 'I' , what do you say?" I rolled my eyes "I guess" She squealed " AYE HAZEL, COME SIT OVER HERE" he turned around and got up , I can feel my heart beating faster in my ears, he grabbed a chair and sat next to me , he gave a weak smile. " so what's your name hazel?" I haven't heard axel speak since breakfast " I'm Jacob" I smiled , I liked that name.
" what's your full name, Jacob?" Aura was now leaning in against the table " it's Jacob Taylor bixenman" I cant help but blush at that name . He rushed his slim fingers through his hair "so Jacob , why are you in here?" Christian said " well uh- you see I'm addicted to drugs and sex" aura squealed "ME TOO!" she moan " i feel you, Jacob" he grinds ear to ear " you're a liar aura" Christian said with a hard tone "whatever ,so Jacob are you into chicks?" She bites her lip . I rolled my eyes and acted like I didn't care but actually it kinda bothered me. "Ugh no , no Im not, sorry . I really like boys " he gave a dirty smirk . I blushed so hard " and I'm into the ones who blush a lot too"
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