The girl lead him to her room, letting him in before closing the door. She was in suitable clothing, as she didnt really want to change. She smiled nervously, itching the back of her head. " Yeah. Sorry that it's kinda small. " she said, looking at the bedroom. it was about the size of 5 queen beds.
She had a King Bed, as she always liked more space for a comfort factor. She had soft white sheets with a downy grey blanket over it, and that was it.
" Well, you can hop on in. " she said, walking over and pulling down the blanket, looking over at him to come join her. She felt slightly awkward.
Without any feeling of awkwardness to express he steadily laid down onto her bed, burying his cheek in the fluffy pillow and drinking in the freshly washed scent. He than hugged the pillow and smiled softly, waiting for her to hop into her bed. It was shocking to him that she could sleep in this every night. He was actually a little jealous.
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.
Ella covered herself with the blanket, looking over at him. She laughed when he hugged the pillow, and laid her head down on her own pillow. Dark, she nearly drifted to sleep, watching the little light that floated from the window down onto him.
23 ended up falling into a deep sleep right free her, his dreams going to dark to lively and colorful. At one point in the night he ended up snuggling up to Ella. It's been a while since he's been able to sleep next to someone. He couldn't even remember the last time he was able to sleep next to someone, which was when he around the age of five when a huge thunderstorm raged outside his bedroom window. He liked it a lot.
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.
She wrapped her arms around him, blushing as he snuggled up to her. She rested her lips on his forehead, deciding she wasn't all that tired. She'd watch over him tonight. Ella's eyes were restlessly wide, and she just lay there, holding him, in the dark.
23 felt her arms around him and let kit a deep exhale. He dreamt of his mother which he had but only a faint memory of her. She had long brown hair that ended at her lower back with mysterious grey eyes that was always decorated with eye shadow of many colours. She always had sunglasses on the top of her head and only put them on her eyes when the sun was impossible for eyes to bear. However she was in a fight with her husband, screaming at eachother about some affair that he was told his mother had, and at the end of their fight the mother shrugged and walks upstairs. His father walks up to the young 23 and told him to go to bed, along with his two year old sister hiding underneath him. In the morning, he woke tip to his father saying that his mother left with another guy. Than the scene went white and than he was standing at a closet with a garbage bag that tumbled out of it, the smell of death everywhere. Than his dream wet blank, and he slept without another dream after that, his body growing colder.
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.