[For some reason he closed his eyes, tightly, painfully tight to the point he could see flashes of white. He sat over top of the older boy, hands on his shoulders still, face scrunched up and yelling at him, but not looking.] You of all people! Of all people! I TRUST you! Why can't you trust me on this? It wasn't stupid! I could of helped!
[His eyes snapped open, dark narrowed, glaring down into the boys face. Can you tell he's hurt? Yeah] I was screwed? Screwed if she wasn't badass? SERIOUSLY? That was the LAST thing I needed to hear! Fuck you! You can't act like my father! It's not fair! I don't need to hear him and you too! [This? This was accented with a punch, but it came in along beside the boys head, denting the floor and.... being used to shove himself off Trauma, scrambling back, away, dropping on his ass a few feet back, and ramming the palm of his hand into his eyes, rubbing, glaring, and looking really very displeased with everything.]
[What made it worse was he felt bad for hitting Trauma]
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Date: 2011-01-01 09:19 am (UTC)[His eyes snapped open, dark narrowed, glaring down into the boys face. Can you tell he's hurt? Yeah] I was screwed? Screwed if she wasn't badass? SERIOUSLY? That was the LAST thing I needed to hear! Fuck you! You can't act like my father! It's not fair! I don't need to hear him and you too! [This? This was accented with a punch, but it came in along beside the boys head, denting the floor and.... being used to shove himself off Trauma, scrambling back, away, dropping on his ass a few feet back, and ramming the palm of his hand into his eyes, rubbing, glaring, and looking really very displeased with everything.]
[What made it worse was he felt bad for hitting Trauma]