"kill my emotion"

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How do we feel? Does anyone actually have an answer, if you ask someone what answer do you think you'd get?

Is it natural to be born with the gift of feeling or is it a privilege that people earn? Can you just ignore them and act like they don't exist, hiding away in the shadow of your own mind.

The damage that can be dealt by emotion is lethal, it could be only the smallest thing that could make someone crumble. That's the thing with emotion, it can kill someone ever so easily.

But no one notices until the damage has been done.

Narrator's POV
It was late.

Very late to be exact. 1 am and yet here he was crying over something he probably shouldn't be. It wasn't his fault he was just emotional per say, it was had been a rough few months and with her anniversary coming up soon he didn't feel any better.

His knees were pulled tightly up to his chest and his head was buried into them, choked sobs were all that could be heard from the weeping boy.

He was trying his best to stay silent, god forbid he woke anyone up. Jacob got particularly violent the last time, he accidentally woke him up. He didn't really want a repeat of that.

Boy took a whole goddamn beating for that one. Big yikes.

At this point he wasn't exactly paying attention like he should of, that's why he didn't notice the figure coming through the door, right to him.

Josh's POV
I knew it was late when I walked back into the base, I wasn't stupid I did know that. But I had to finish up some work, for one of my, well, jobs. I won't really go into it, bit too much going on right now.

So at 1 in the morning I walked as quietly as I could back to Klas and I's room. I offered to stay with the young lad to make sure he'd be alright.

I knew he got hung up about a fair amount of things pretty often and I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable so I made it my role to keep an eye on him.

I was a bit like a personal counsellor for him I suppose.

The thought of that made me smile, Klas was a cute lad; being the youngest of our little group we often made fun of him but nothing serious. He did have a lot of insecurities though, but it is understandable, as the youngest I guess he thinks that he has a lot of expectations to live up to.

In reality, we honestly couldn't give two fucks about what happens along as the job gets done and there's no major consequences for it. There wasn't really a reason for Klas to be insecure as none of us really cared about stuff like that.

I mean half of the time when we think O- I mean Matte has a plan we then find out that she never had one, and has literally just been winging it since we started. I always wondered how she'd been able to do that.

To just formulate a plan as time progresses instead of one being thought out. Although, I suppose by having no plan it is much easier to adapt to anything that may happen while a job is being done.

My mind wandered a bit as I strolled somewhat aimlessly back to Klas and I's room.

'Why do donuts have a hole in them?'

'Which socks should I wear tomorrow?'

'Are my wrinkles really that bad that I look like a dug up fucking fossil?'

"That's a doorframe." I said as I casually walked into it, so I grabbed the door handle and pushed it open as gently as I could, just in case Klas was asleep.

He wasn't.

As I entered the room all I heard were choked, quiet sobs coming from the corner. There was a curled up figure that the sounds were coming from and I knew in an instant that it was Klas.

So I slid over to him, getting down on my knees right next to him. I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and pulled him into me.

I had an idea of what he was going through right now, and I knew that he needed someone to be there while he cried.

"Klas, I'm here."

Narrator's POV
That statement was all it took for the boy to break entirely. He sobbed more loudly than before into Josh's shoulder. Leaning into him to cry on his shoulder.

"There, there it's alright, cry as much as you need to, I'm not going anywhere Klas. That I swear on."

"I-I"

"Shh it's alright lad don't worry about it. Let's just get this out of your system yeah? You can talk to me about this after if you'd like too."

During the time of comfort fifteen minutes had passed, and slowly but surely the sobs began to stop and all that was left was the occassional sniffle.

"Okay, now that's passed would you like to talk about what caused this?"

For a brief moment Klas was silent looking towards the ground seemingly in shame.

He took a brief glance around the room and then focused back on his hands which were folded tightly on his lap.

He squeezed his hands slightly harder until his knuckles started to turn a shade of white.

"Klas...I'm not going to force you to talk to me but sometimes it is better for you to get it out of your system, yeah lad?"

Josh placed one of his hands over both of Klas' and gave a small squeeze and turned his body around to give him a small smile.

This caused Klas to gently sigh,"Fine...but can we talk more about this some other time? I just don't really feel up to it right now."

"Of course we can lad."

And therefore Klas began to mention and explain what had caused him so much grief. Although, he never went into too much detail - not wanting to relive the memories that the past holds over him.

Who hurt you Klas?

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Sooo I'm back I guess, I had a bit of inspiration to come back and finish this chapter and I'll see about getting back into writing again pretty soon. I have a few more ideas now and I think I'll try and act on them while they last. In short, I had writers block but I'm just about at the end of it now. Also I know this chapter is a bit shorter than usual but I didn't want to spill too much tea and I didn't really want to drag it out so it would be more boring to read.

Also, Josh really out here acting like a dad in this one. I'm sorry I couldn't help it okay. When I planned for his character I decided that he'd be the more dad one of the group, and I hope it'll be more apparent as time goes on.

Last thing I've been tagged. So I'm not exactly sure how this works, but I have to tag four people to carry it on. So I'm tagging:
lilcryybby
CocoNeedsSleep
leahisaweirdo
LunaMysticMoon

Thank you for tagging me Blo0ki.

So that's all I have to say to you for know. I hope you enjoyed and I'll see you in the next one!

~_Zer0_

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