[She this face? it's scrunched up and not happy and no those aren't tears in his eyes, and fuck, he had so much anger issues. So much guilt on everything and Trauma helped with that today and--]
[He didn't pay attention, and he didn't care of Trauma went Nightmare on him or anyone around. He didn't give it much time either. He had hit him, and the shock of that set in a moment later.... but he was still moving. He took hold of the boys shirt, at his shoulders, and yanked, then pushed him down, dropping his back hard to the ground, and scrambled on top of him, crouched over, fists balled up in the boys shirt on his shoulders and shoved again, yelling down at him now.]
[Yes... he's a 16 year old boy on his own and a world he left behind on his shoulders. And fuck, Trauma you pissed him off] You Fucking don't get it! You of all people should get it! Why you of all people?! You fuckin'-- why?!
[He shoved again, and yeah, that was really emotion filled, cus he feels back for losing his temper again, and that damn voice in the back of his head was telling him to knock it off again, and to cool off, but he couldn't walk off could he? His voice cracked in the yell, cracked and squeaked for being yelled through a too tight throat] Fuck!
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Date: 2011-01-01 08:10 am (UTC)[He didn't pay attention, and he didn't care of Trauma went Nightmare on him or anyone around. He didn't give it much time either. He had hit him, and the shock of that set in a moment later.... but he was still moving. He took hold of the boys shirt, at his shoulders, and yanked, then pushed him down, dropping his back hard to the ground, and scrambled on top of him, crouched over, fists balled up in the boys shirt on his shoulders and shoved again, yelling down at him now.]
[Yes... he's a 16 year old boy on his own and a world he left behind on his shoulders. And fuck, Trauma you pissed him off] You Fucking don't get it! You of all people should get it! Why you of all people?! You fuckin'-- why?!
[He shoved again, and yeah, that was really emotion filled, cus he feels back for losing his temper again, and that damn voice in the back of his head was telling him to knock it off again, and to cool off, but he couldn't walk off could he? His voice cracked in the yell, cracked and squeaked for being yelled through a too tight throat] Fuck!