Post by Chris//London on Jul 27, 2006 22:12:41 GMT -5
Chris had made it through that horrible night a week or so ago, he needed to get away from everyone and everything, go back to his house, where people actually wanted him. Somewhere where he wouldn't get hurt and he could start over. He knew he had children but at the moment he didn't care. He just needed to get away and stay away. Even if Makenzie, and London both needed him, he couldn't stay here, he just couldn't. As he started to walk around he flipped his hair out of his face and stared at the ground as he walked. It was sprinkling at the time and he looked up at the sky, wishing it would rain harder.
Hoping that no one would come out and bug him he put his hands in his pockets and didn't care that he was sheding a few tears. It's not like anyone was around and for once, he liked it that way. He wanted to it to stay that way. Chris knew he had changed and maybe it would get both of the girls to turn away from him all he wanted to do was leave this fucked up school, go back home. Even if he didn't have anyone. All he had was his cousin really, someone he had only talked to once and didn't really know. But Alana was a year or two younger than him, maybe she wouldn't mind staying with him seeing both of her parents had died as well and she had to live in the house alone.
As the rain got harder he continued to walk on, he didn't want to go back inside, he knew it was just pure hell.. well to him it was. All he ever did was get yelled at, was forced to be with Makenzie most of the day, and he ran out a lot. What kind of life was he living? Sure as hell not one that he wanted to be living. I just need to get away...forget everything that's ever happened here. Chris couldn't think anymore he once again stopped and let the rain hit him, it was now starting to thunderstorm now, but he didn't give a damn.
Sitting down he put his hood over his head and stared at the ground just for a little bit after about ten minutes passed he stood back up said a drying spell and started to walk, not knowing where he was going the rain coming down hard. He just walked turning around he looked at the school which he wasn't that far from he had only made it a little bit away, and was still in viewing distance of anyone and anything. Closing his eyes now he turned back around and continued to walk on.
"I just need to walk away... and not turn back." He said aloud. No one was around, or at least it's what he thought, he was getting close to the forest but he didn't realise it until he was at the forest edge. Chris muttered something and turned the other way then once he got on the rockyish path he started to walk. Not getting out of viewing distance though, still close to the school he wondered if anyone would even notice he was gone. He knew that he had a few friends here, and then he had London, and Makenzie, plus the twins. But besides them two would anyone else notice? He didn't think so.
After coming out of that little thing that happened a week or so ago, he was in no condition still to be walking away from the school. That was a big no no.The wounds he had and the things he had done to him shouldn't be getting wet not this soon. But he didn't care at the moment he felt like dying. He was still pale and the cold rain hitting him wasn't going to help anything at all. The hoodie he was wearing was thick and it was keeping him warm but he knew it wouldn't last for long.
The night got darker as he walked on and he could barely see where he was going, he sat down under a little awning thing, he could still see the castle perfectly he knew that anyone could see him as well. As he sat there the cold winds started and he started to hear noises. Then a voice out of no where came into his head. Do it.. End your life. no one wants you. No one cares. Hearing the voice he shook his head and stared at the ground, shivering a little now. But the voice wouldn't leave him alone.
You know it's what you need to do. You know your just making peoples life hell. Kill yourself. End it. Everytime it would say kill your self or end your life, but he was trying to ignore it. Chris wasn't that stupid even if he felt like dying. He had learned from the last time he tried to commit suicide which wasn't his first try at it either. He had tried many times when he lived back at home, before he even came to this wretched school. No thoughts of how to get away from it would come to his mind though, it was starting to piss him off.
While he sat there waiting for the storm to end, but it wouldn't it just got worse and worse, he scooted closer into the little shed then opened the door and sat in the door way, looking in he saw it was a house, and a nice one at that but it was deserted. Like someone had just that day abandoned it. Everything was new, but he stayed sitting in the doorway. He didn't want to stay here. Chris knew that someone sooner or later would come after him and he knew it would end up being Makenzie. Or someone. The storm was getting worse by the second continuous thunder and lightning he just wouldn't walk in it.
Time went by as it still rained. Finally getting sick and tired of waiting around, he had gotten hungry. He went in his house and went to the kitchen like place still seeing no one he went to the fridge and looked at it. It was luxurious he didn't get anything from in there and he went to a cookie jar thing. Getting a cookie out he went back and sat in the doorway. He liked it better there he could get a little cold but then get hot by going in just a little into the house. Chris continued to wait for the storm to end..
Hoping that no one would come out and bug him he put his hands in his pockets and didn't care that he was sheding a few tears. It's not like anyone was around and for once, he liked it that way. He wanted to it to stay that way. Chris knew he had changed and maybe it would get both of the girls to turn away from him all he wanted to do was leave this fucked up school, go back home. Even if he didn't have anyone. All he had was his cousin really, someone he had only talked to once and didn't really know. But Alana was a year or two younger than him, maybe she wouldn't mind staying with him seeing both of her parents had died as well and she had to live in the house alone.
As the rain got harder he continued to walk on, he didn't want to go back inside, he knew it was just pure hell.. well to him it was. All he ever did was get yelled at, was forced to be with Makenzie most of the day, and he ran out a lot. What kind of life was he living? Sure as hell not one that he wanted to be living. I just need to get away...forget everything that's ever happened here. Chris couldn't think anymore he once again stopped and let the rain hit him, it was now starting to thunderstorm now, but he didn't give a damn.
Sitting down he put his hood over his head and stared at the ground just for a little bit after about ten minutes passed he stood back up said a drying spell and started to walk, not knowing where he was going the rain coming down hard. He just walked turning around he looked at the school which he wasn't that far from he had only made it a little bit away, and was still in viewing distance of anyone and anything. Closing his eyes now he turned back around and continued to walk on.
"I just need to walk away... and not turn back." He said aloud. No one was around, or at least it's what he thought, he was getting close to the forest but he didn't realise it until he was at the forest edge. Chris muttered something and turned the other way then once he got on the rockyish path he started to walk. Not getting out of viewing distance though, still close to the school he wondered if anyone would even notice he was gone. He knew that he had a few friends here, and then he had London, and Makenzie, plus the twins. But besides them two would anyone else notice? He didn't think so.
After coming out of that little thing that happened a week or so ago, he was in no condition still to be walking away from the school. That was a big no no.The wounds he had and the things he had done to him shouldn't be getting wet not this soon. But he didn't care at the moment he felt like dying. He was still pale and the cold rain hitting him wasn't going to help anything at all. The hoodie he was wearing was thick and it was keeping him warm but he knew it wouldn't last for long.
The night got darker as he walked on and he could barely see where he was going, he sat down under a little awning thing, he could still see the castle perfectly he knew that anyone could see him as well. As he sat there the cold winds started and he started to hear noises. Then a voice out of no where came into his head. Do it.. End your life. no one wants you. No one cares. Hearing the voice he shook his head and stared at the ground, shivering a little now. But the voice wouldn't leave him alone.
You know it's what you need to do. You know your just making peoples life hell. Kill yourself. End it. Everytime it would say kill your self or end your life, but he was trying to ignore it. Chris wasn't that stupid even if he felt like dying. He had learned from the last time he tried to commit suicide which wasn't his first try at it either. He had tried many times when he lived back at home, before he even came to this wretched school. No thoughts of how to get away from it would come to his mind though, it was starting to piss him off.
While he sat there waiting for the storm to end, but it wouldn't it just got worse and worse, he scooted closer into the little shed then opened the door and sat in the door way, looking in he saw it was a house, and a nice one at that but it was deserted. Like someone had just that day abandoned it. Everything was new, but he stayed sitting in the doorway. He didn't want to stay here. Chris knew that someone sooner or later would come after him and he knew it would end up being Makenzie. Or someone. The storm was getting worse by the second continuous thunder and lightning he just wouldn't walk in it.
Time went by as it still rained. Finally getting sick and tired of waiting around, he had gotten hungry. He went in his house and went to the kitchen like place still seeing no one he went to the fridge and looked at it. It was luxurious he didn't get anything from in there and he went to a cookie jar thing. Getting a cookie out he went back and sat in the doorway. He liked it better there he could get a little cold but then get hot by going in just a little into the house. Chris continued to wait for the storm to end..