whispers from a careless night

Time can never mend

vin had been slowly going insane, Momma Jeff decided it was because he was always in his room with his own thoughts and memories of what HABIT had done, and so it was decided, they were going to go to the park, to the woods. After all, nothing bad ever happens when you are in the woods and that is a stone cold fact. vin pulled on his red flannel shirt over his black tshirt, He walked down the stairs after getting dressed and looked at Evan, he had his machete hanging from his belt. Momma Jeff had on a jumper, a hat (don't want to get the cold now do we?) and a fanny pack full of supplies because he knows his boys are clumsy and always gets bumps and scrapes.
"Right are we all ready to go?"
Momma Jeff spoke in a happy sing song tone of voice. Evan nodded looking more than excited to be getting taken out on a walk... Momma Jeff put Evans kiddy leash on his and smiled messing up his boyos hair.  undying love for his babies. They all walked to the car
"SHOT GUN"
Vin shouted with determination in his voice as his raced to the front seat. Evan went in a huff as he was put into the back seat and his belt put on for him, Momma Jeff kiss his cheek leaving a red lipstick mark... Momma Jeff loves his boy.

when they got to the woods, vin didn't like the vibes that were in the air, he swore there were whispers being carried on the wind, a soft mixture of two voices.
"I'm never going to give you up"
"I'm never going to dance again"
Vin tried to ignore it and walked further into the woods ahead of Momma Jeff. After a short while he turned around to see how far away he was from everyone, only to find he was alone. In panic he looked around
"HELLO?!"
He heard the jazz again... and this time he saw him... he was up a tree, he wore leather trousers and braces, he had a mullet and a moustache. he was thrusting slowly and passionately as he played the saxophone... vin felt sick, he tried to turn and run but he bumped into the other... he was tall, ginger hair, a navy blue trench coat, a stripy tshirt that was tucked into his trousers that were pulled up too high. he had an uncomfortable smile as he looked right at vin
"You know the rules and so do I"
Vin Screamed as the jazz got louder, it started to blend with the sounds of electric drums. He started running only to bump into momma Jeff and evan. He fell tot he ground and closed his eyes, covering his ears with his hands as he kept screaming. Momma Jeff knelt down to look at his son.
"Vin? vin calm down its only m- EVAN GET AWAY FROM THE POOP OR SO HELP ME YOUNG MAN!"
he shouted glancing at Evan who was crouched by a tree about to put a handful of what he thought was 'chocolate raisins' in his mouth, he hissed and dropped them... Evan is the weirdest child.
"Vin lets go home"
Momma picked up his favourite son and tugged on the other sons leash. they headed home.