Colors {Lams}

John's had a rough life. Well, that's an understatement. He's been taking care of his siblings since as long as he can remember. John's the oldest, so it's only fitting that he's in charge. His dad isn't exactly fatherly. More often then not he's passed out in a drunken bliss or just plain missing. John's more of a parent then his dad will ever be. Johnny's always associated his feelings with colors, even when he was little. Sometimes when he's mad or upset he'll just straight up say, "Red."

As for Alexander- he's been taking care of himself ever since his mom died. His foster parents couldn't care less about him, so he often finds himself more independent then most of the people he hangs around. He doesn't like getting all that close to people unless he trusts them- which is pretty hard for him.

It's a cliche story- but, I hope you enjoy what I've got!

(I want to make something v e r y clear. I am not trying to romanticize mental illness, or awful situations. I'm trying to promote the idea that we all have someone who can help us out of the dark. I hope you understand. Thank you.)

!TRIGGER WARNING! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY SENSITIVE SUBJECTS!