I sat in the cold metal chair of the group next to Farbzy listening closely to his story, "Hello Motha crackas!! I'm Farbzy, I'm gay, and single!" He added with a wink in the direction of every guy, "I'm in here because..." he paused rubbing his thumb in circles over his wrist, "because I used to Self harm." He says his whole dilemma changing, "my uncle wasn't too proud of raising a Gay nephew, he used to burn me with his cigarettes, beat me and he said some...things. I remember one time he locked me in a closet for a few days.." Farbzy said sitting down. It broke my heart, he'd been through so much for so young for too long. "Hi I'm Ana, and I got addicted to Heroin after I lost my son.." she started trying her best to fight back the tears "I-it was an accident...I lost control of the car and...." she sat back down without finishing as she bawled her eyes out. The guy next to her rubbing small circles on her back. "Damn you guys make me sound like a woos!" I say trying to lighten the mood which worked a little caused a small chuckle through the crowd. After we talked we ate breakfast and went back to our rooms. I laid on my bed thinking of my beautiful Sophia. Oh how I wish there was another way, It breaks my heart just thinking of what I did, I should've at least told her but I was so hazed by everything I never did. "What's Hasten Your demise is Your regret!" Farbz says plopping onto his bed. "That's actually very wise." I say not even bothering to glance at him. "Thanks I got it from a TV show." Then the room was silent.
"So I'm getting released tomorrow, they said my Uncles changed and he's ready to take me back. I know it's all lies though,no way someone as hard headed as him could change." That caused me to turn towards him. "You're leaving?" I ask swinging my legs onto the side of the bed. He just nods. The look in his eyes tho. This is the first time I'd seen anyone look so scared. I was speechless, I didn't know what to say. He has every right to not forgive his uncle, just like My little girl had every right to hate me.I should've said something anything but the only words that left my mouth were ... "Well I'm gonna miss you!" If only I would've said something more than that, maybe it would've changed what happened next. I fuck up too much, I never think before I do, maybe I deserve to be 6 feet under the ground I walk on, maybe I deserve worse, all I know is I don't deserve what I have.
Third person POV
The three large men barged into the bathroom door, a crowd stood out in the bedroom doorway, most shaking or Crying, but Tom felt Numb. He stared at the Old worn out sneakers in his feet. He couldn't believe he'd been only a thin wall away from it.
They carried the lifeless body across the room, the blood from his arm dripped onto the wooden floor making a trail to the room door. Everyone was quick to follow but Tom. He stared at the blood on the floor, all his emotions rushing in at once.
Tom picked up the closet item he could find throwing it at the wall with full force causing both it to shatter and a dent in the dry wall. Then he continued and continued till his arms grew weak! As he slid his back down the now closed door looking at all the trash the laid scattered around the room. His knees hugged close to his chest as his sobs died down. His only friend in here was gone, that abused scared young man was gone. And Tom did nothing but say something irrelevant as always.
Night
Tom dragged himself out of his room hearing the sniffles from the other room. He would be damned if he let another incident happen again. He forced himself into the room seeing a young girl sitting on the floor with her head buried in her knees. "Are you alright ?" Tom asked 'Are you really that ignorant, she's crying of course she's not alright'
"I-Im sorry." She says looking up to Tom. Tom remembered her, Caitlyn, She was the girl who was supposed to be released from here 2 years ago when she was 12 but, nobody came for her, so she's been stuck here. She reminded him A lot of Sophia, She looked like her, but they also shared the same sweet Shy personality.Tom slowly slid down the wall next to her, "Caitlyn, do you want to tell me what's bothering you?" He ask giving her a small smile. She gave him an unsure look but proceeded to tell him, "F-farbzy. He was..." she paused choking out a sob, "he was the only person who gave me a chance. Only person who talked to me, and treated me like a normal person. Everyone else here treats me like some lost puppy and I hate it!" She she says with a cracking voice. Tom thought for awhile before finally saying something. "Yeah, Farbzy was something different!" He says wrapping a protective arm around the little girl. He could've said a whole speech about Him, but it was just fine, cause they both knew exactly what it meant.
Sorry this chapters a little weird but I had NO idea what to do for it,like I have the ending of the story written but idk what to do for the middle 😂 so if anyone has any ideas.... pls let me know!!!
Also, Farbzy was based off a real person, (Not the story just the name and personality) I wasn't going to kill him off but.... the guy he's based off of requested I not use him in this and I had to rid him some how, so I'm sorry pls don't hate me 😬😬
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