one breath in.
another out.
in.
out.
in.
out.
he functioned like an old machine built on scraps, each singular movement not quite as smooth as it should be. the links in his chain were once sturdy, perhaps a little rusty, but now they were eroded, broken, and no one could figure out why.
ryan wouldn't let them.
sometimes, may li curses her observational skills, for she would be blissfully unaware of the boy's inner conflict had they never developed.
there is a fear dwindling in his eyes that was once a glimmer of happiness, a promise that this mistreated boy would one day become whole again. but now the glimmer has vanished and, along with it, the promise that held all hope for his future.
it is more than a simple flicker, though. the care worker has caught ryan staring many times without him realising, and each time he is tense and watching her sharply as if she was the one who attacked him.
(she may never understand what was going on inside of his mind, but there is one thing she knows for certain: the child in front of her was not the ryan she grew to love.
he had been twisted, somehow.)
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a twist of fate
Fanfiction"getting him back... that was supposed to be the hardest part." -*- in which ryan is kidnapped, and loses himself along the way. {full summary inside}
