Inhale

Chapter 33:

Corey lent against the wall. His stomach aching. The vomit in his throat making him want to throw up again.

Emotional sickness was a bitch.

He placed his hands over his ears as he heard jim walked down stairs as he rocked back and forth. Something that comforted him when he was young.

God for a singer of a metal band. He was pathetic. He cried like a little bitch ass.

He heard muffled familiar voices as he felt the anxiety hit his chest hard.

Why?

Why did jason even have to exist?

All he wanted was to live a life of peace.

Okay not like John Lennon.

Mentally.

Or well better than he was.

If it was just being depressed. Which in itself was hard to deal with. He thought he would be able to cope better.

If it was just the OCD. Which again was hard to deal with. He still thought he would be able to cope better.

But it wasnt just the depression or the OCD.

It was the memories that kept him locked in hell.

And he honeslty would say he deserved to be there.

So unlovable. So dirty.

God why couldnt he look at himself in a good light?

The scars.

The scars Oh God the dirty pathetic burn scars sitting pink and brown on his crotch. He could trace them.

He was marked as Jason's forever. They forever tied him. It ment jason owned him. Jason branded him.

He hated them. He wanted to pull them off. But he couldnt bring himself too.

He sighed heavily.

Jim was still talking.

Corey felt like thay ten year old child again. Lost. Confused. Scared.

And trapped.

He ran his fingers through his hair as he heard footsteps.

Oh no.

Had jason won jim over?

He coulnt have.

He heard them get closer to the door.

Shit.

Jim had sold him out.

He felt himself need to vomit again as he shook.

"Corey...can he talk to you?"

"No!"

"Please. He wants to say something important."

"No!"

"Corey-"

"No! No! No!"

Jim blinked "I...why?"

"He ruined my life jim! I thought youd understand.. I dont want to see him. Make him go away."

Corey looked up to see jim looking concerned

"I'm just gonna talk to him."the voice said

"You're gonna hate me." Jim sighed as he stepped out

Corey closed his eyes tightly shut. He did not want to see the guy who killed what he used to be.

He felt him cup his cheek as he wanted to scream and yell. Why was Jim allowing this?