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Post by Avatar Korra on Jun 21, 2012 15:20:00 GMT -5
Peyton just sat there on the ground, not wanting to do anything at the moment, wishing he was more dead that alive. He didn't want to really live, nobody liked him, no matter what he did. They saw him as the weakest link. They make fun of him so much, it hurts him so bad... A girl saw them go into the woods and followed them. "Oh look! Two freaks together! Do you wright letters to your mom, Peyton? Oh right, your mom is dead! She was probably as stupid as you to die in a fire." She sneered, smirking.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jun 21, 2012 15:33:33 GMT -5
Darken shoved the canteen into Peyton's hands and glared over at the girl. "Hey, why don't you go back to your boyfriend? Or is he fucking your girl friend behind your back?" she asked. It really ticked her off when someone was pushed lower than she was. She found herself blocking the girl's view of the boy whom she had felt a small connection to, her arms folded in aggravation.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jun 21, 2012 15:37:50 GMT -5
"Oh, the freaks standing up for the stupid kid. That is so inspirational. The freaks are sticking together, aww." She spat at them. Peyton got up on his feet, sturdy. He walked over to the girl, and looked her in the eye. He then full on bitch slapped her, the smack echoing through the woods. "I will kill you if you insult my mother one more time." He snarled at her and connected his fist with her face, a audible crunch hearing as he broke her nose with the force of the punch. He just started hobbling away from the two girls, wanting to be alone.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jun 21, 2012 15:41:30 GMT -5
Darken watched, her jaw dropped in awe. She looked at the girl and cracked her neck quickly before shoving the girl backwards until she fell and then taking off. She knew neither of them would probably live to their twenties.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jun 21, 2012 15:45:24 GMT -5
Peyton limped to his tree and slipped inside, covering the whole with a shadow. He closed his eyes, sleep taking him quicker than the pain could make him pass out. The boy looked sweet while he was sleeping, like he didn't have a care in the world. But that was a lie, he felt like he was burdened with a one ton weight on his shoulders since his mother had died.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jun 21, 2012 15:53:16 GMT -5
The redhead teen sighed and sat down in the woods. "Alone, again." she muttered. She stared at the ground and began drawing in it, unsure of what to do. Then, she began contemplating running off again and becoming a real runaway. She got up and went to her cabin, grabbing her laptop. Once again, she ran to the woods and opened her laptop, looking up the stories of missing children.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jun 21, 2012 15:56:50 GMT -5
Peyton woke up, with a screech. He had a dream about the day his mother had died in the building. He covered his mouth quickly as he let the sobs out. The boy never showed this weak side of him in front of anybody, no matter what his relation was to them. He wanted to have somebody to go to in the summer, but he didn't. He just sat in his hollow, crying and letting his sobs go into his hands.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jun 21, 2012 16:01:15 GMT -5
Darken read the story of Michelle Gordon, a young girl who went missing two years ago. Then, it showed footage of her dismayed family. Her brothers were comforting the girl's parents, but also crying with them. She listened to them begging and pleading to return the little girl to her home. The ache in her heart grew stronger and she soon found herself crying, but making no sound.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jun 21, 2012 16:04:19 GMT -5
Peyton forced himself to stop crying, to hold his pain inside. He crawled out of his hollow and went to the pavilion, his hunger finally hitting him full force. The boy lost his bottle of medication, the guys probably took it knowing it was his and burned it. He was glad they did it so he could die soon hopefully. A painful death that he deserved so much...
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jun 21, 2012 16:10:42 GMT -5
Darken shut her lap top and walked to the cliffs, taking her electronics with her. She set them by the edge and stared down at the fall. She'd failed to die last time she attempted it where there were no shadows, ending up with only a broken leg. Slowly, she gathered her thoughts, wondering who would miss her at all. Certainly, no one would, but she desperately wished that someone would come and tell her how much she meant to them. No one loved her like that, no one except her family. Not even Peyton, whom had given her the razor, attacked the bullies, or even acknowledged her as a person.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jun 21, 2012 16:15:05 GMT -5
Peyton shook his head, he wasn't going to eat. He wanted to die just sitting somewhere, not just from his head ache but hunger and dehydration too. So then Peyton started limping off to the bottom of the cliff, nobody really ever came there. So he sat against a tree and closed his eyes, and then he started singing a song his mother always sang doing housework.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jun 21, 2012 16:25:10 GMT -5
Darken started crying all over again and she sat down. The one person whom was even a potential friend didn't even want to be around her. In fact, after he did anything good, he just ran off again and didn't say a word of anything. Maybe it was only an act of pity, but that was probably how he felt she was. Why couldn't she just say hi or talk to him? Perhaps, it was because she was afraid he'd get hurt even more for hanging around her.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jun 21, 2012 16:28:28 GMT -5
Peyton sang, the song gradually increasing in pitch. He closed his eyes, remember his mother backing dinner one night, singing this song. He loved it whenever she singed it, it made him calm and relaxed. But right now, in the present, it made him want have burned to death with her and not have went to do something else. If he was there he could of probably saved her. But she died and now he has just himself.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jun 21, 2012 16:35:31 GMT -5
Darken sniffled and sobbed into her hands. Maybe it was better if she just went home. No one wanted her in this camp anyway. She was skewing their version of the word "perfection", but if she left Peyton hear facing these people alone, he would be hurt more and more. That was something she didn't want, so instead she set out to find him again to make a deal with him.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jun 22, 2012 1:45:47 GMT -5
Peyton felt his heart scrunch up more and more by each word. He had to stop singing and start thinking of a different song that made him actually happy now. He had to scan through his mind for his favorite songs and came up Just Say Yes by Snow Patrol. The boy set off to singing the lyrics, loosing himself in the words. This song made him feel wanted, actually feel wanted in this world.
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