Behind The Wall

"You mean you've been living your perfect petty life this entire time?" Tyler snarled at the stunning girls face. She shook her head in disbelief spitting words out as it flowed, "Perfect? It's entirely the same thing everyday!" She stuttered. He sighed looking up, refusing eye contact taking heavy breaths as the words she spoke, repeated in his head. He cringed like the words were venom then found a nerve to look at her. "What's it like?" His voice cracked. She had a questioned, sympathetic look. "Wha-what do you mean?" She leaned on her hip. He placed both hands upon the back of his neck looking at the floor. Trying to find the words to explain his incomprehensible feelings he thought. His eyes raced back and forth, he thought of all the awful things that happened in his life. Loss of family, going hungry, violence, all the pain. He filled his chest and spoke. "To have a family, to never go hungry-or be scared." She stared at him in disbelief like he shot her, and was speechless.