Oh god, oh god, oh god. He doesn't know what is going on now. Trauma knows but he doesn't know how he knows, and it's not about the guy, or maybe it is but maybe it's not and he doesn't know when things went wrong, and he was so sure that if he didn't say anything that it would be alright so long as he figured out how to forget about it himself but that was part of the issue wasn't it? That was what the problem was. He made the other forget, or change or, or, or god he didn't know what he did.
He was having an internal freak out. That was for sure.
He opened his mouth to speak, choked back on it as he heard the tone of the others voice and felt like his heart was breaking. Oh god, oh god, oh god, he's so mad and he has every right to, because he didn't tell him what he did, and he had done it, and he's horrible.
"Trauma... I..." He started, only to be hit, right in the face. He stumbled back, foot caught on the bed edge and falling backwards into it, half his back hitting the wall at the head of it with a hard thud. His hands came up to hold his face, trying not to howl but choking on a groan. "Ffffffffffuck!" He hissed, hands both over his face and growled out words.
"Fuck! I didn't DO it on purpose! Ow, fuck, shit... you had ta hit me in the damn face didn't you!?" He protested, curling up to a knee unless the other advanced on him. He's not even sure where to start now.
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Date: 2014-09-12 07:48 pm (UTC)He was having an internal freak out. That was for sure.
He opened his mouth to speak, choked back on it as he heard the tone of the others voice and felt like his heart was breaking. Oh god, oh god, oh god, he's so mad and he has every right to, because he didn't tell him what he did, and he had done it, and he's horrible.
"Trauma... I..." He started, only to be hit, right in the face. He stumbled back, foot caught on the bed edge and falling backwards into it, half his back hitting the wall at the head of it with a hard thud. His hands came up to hold his face, trying not to howl but choking on a groan. "Ffffffffffuck!" He hissed, hands both over his face and growled out words.
"Fuck! I didn't DO it on purpose! Ow, fuck, shit... you had ta hit me in the damn face didn't you!?" He protested, curling up to a knee unless the other advanced on him. He's not even sure where to start now.