[CLOSED] how high can you fly with broken wings?

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

Sedrick smirked, shook his head. "I know him, he was flirting hella last night.." He insisted, probably the most he had spoken to her at once. Then again, they were alone now.
"Don't care, whatever works.." He pushed his hair back, looking down at the tiny pup.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

She was still terrified of the idea of him liking her. He was so close, he was living with her. That was both a blessing and a curse. She yawned, staying curled up close to him as her dad said he was going to get them breakfast. She hoped it was McDonald's, had a serious craving for a hash brown. "I think I'm gonna go take a shower before he gets back. There's three upstairs, so we can all have our own bathrooms. But mine's purple, so it's kinda hard to miss." She smiled, then got up, walking up the stairs to her bedroom to get her clothes.

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

Sedrick nodded, watching her go. But he didn't plan on a shower, patting the little puppy gently.
'Go on. Nobody's watching, and you know you want to. It's been two days, just a bite hm? Or maybe three.'
'Just imagine how much stress you can take off.'
'Don't you want to feel goood?'
He gazed down at the sleeping puppy, wandered upstairs and set it in the shoe box from his things with several towels so it would stay warm. He searched around, cursing, and several of the voices laughed in his head. Sneaking back downstairs, he checked everywhere, avoiding Noelle's mother and ending up in her father's office. He peered through drawers, huffing as he found what he was looking for. But he only took one razor, and one of the small bags of white powder before turning around and slinking through the hall, back towards the stairs.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

Noelle took her shower slowly, making sure her hair was soft before she got out. She dried off and got dressed, then started to comb through her hair. When she was done, she walked out of the bathroom, pulling the strap on her shirt back up. She wandered into her room, fishing around on her dresser for her mousse before she put that in her hair, along with a little hair gel. She started down the stairs, not paying much attention as she passed Sedrick. "Mom? Are you gonna curl my hair?" She called, peering into the rooms for her.

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

Sedrick swallowed as she passed, but continued on up, slinking into the bathroom and closing the door, locking it.
'Not so hard, now was it?'
He pulled the casing off the end of the razor, gazing down at it and chewing on his lip before he rested it on his left wrist. Pressing down, he swiped it across the skin with a soft gasp, tears pricking his eyes at the pain. But that was exactly what he wanted. One by one the coices silenced as his attention became more focused on the burning in his wrist. He pressed harder. "I'm sorry moma.." He choked under his breath, blood running down his fingers and spattering on the floor. He switched hands shakily. "I don't wanna be here... Why can't I be with you instead..?" He moved the blade carefully, stumbling to sit up against the wall.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

Noelle couldn't find her mom, and decided to see if Sedrick was okay instead. She walked back up the stairs, her hair hanging in wet waves in front of her face. She pushed them back behind her ear, knocking gently on the door. "Sedrick?" She asked quietly, trying the knob but it didn't work. She grew worried. He hears voices and now he's locked in a room alone. That sounded like disaster if she ever heard it. "Sedrick, open the door.. Please.." She pleaded.

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

"No..." Sedrick rasped softly, studying his arms warily. He didn't want to be here, didn't want to be alive. And he wanted that man dead, ripped to pieces for what he had done. "I just want my mom..." He choked, didn't dare add that it got rid of the voices. They already thought he was crazy enough, already wanted to get him help. He lifted a hand to rub tiredly at and eye, careful not to smudge blood on his face.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

Noelle couldn't deny it broke her heart to hear a grown boy say he wanted his mom. "I'd give you your mom if I could, Sedrick.. But she wouldn't want you to hurt yourself.. You're her baby no matter what happened. Your mom will always be with you and your brother. You two are half of her. And I know she's watching over you.." She rested her forehead against the door, feeling helpless. She just wanted to make sure he was okay. "Please don't.. I like having you here, being my friend.."

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

"You all tell me that shit!" He snarled. "It- it doesn't change that she's dead and he's living and-" He shouted angrily, coughed, and threw the razor across the bathroom, watching it clatter to a stop in the tub. Closing his eyes he rested his head against the wall, felt dizzy. He dropped his arms to his lap, blood soaking into his jeans as he yawned, mumbled a slurred, "Go 'way..."

[tisha noelle gillespie]

She winced at the harsh words, realizing that the entire house suddenly felt empty. "No, I won't go away because you aren't gonna die!" She said, feeling the door frame for a key to the door, but there wasn't one. The one bathroom they had lost the key to. She felt like she needed to protect him, keep him safe. He was hurt and lost, he couldn't help it. She walked downstairs, and into the closet. She pulled a box out, and carried it up the stairs, despite it being freakishly heavy and half her size. She pushed the lid off, and started to go through it, looking for the key. 'Please don't die..' She thought, trying each of the keys on the door before she tossed them aside.

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

Sedrick wondered where Richard had gone off to, why she was the only one tryig. His eyebrows furrowed, tears rolling down his cheeks as he shifted his weight, drawing in a shallow breath. He could hear the clatter of each key she threw. Part of him wanted her to find it to late, find him like he had found his own parents. The other part knew she didn't deserve that, wanted her to help him. But still he didn't move, wondering how deep he had actually cut. His arms felt numb.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

She finally got sick of trying keys, and dumped the box out, grabbing a screwdriver from the pile. She started to unscrew the door knob, not caring if she lost the screws or not. She could get new screws. She couldn't replace Sedrick. She finally got it undone and pulled one end off, the other end dropping to the bathroom floor. She pulled the door open past the junk on the floor and crawled over to him, realizing just how far away the towels were. She pulled off her shirt and tore it apart as best she could, slowly wrapping it around his arms. She held them tightly, tears falling down her cheeks. "Please don't die, Sedrick.. Please.." She begged, crawling over to the counter to grab the towels. She made her way back to him with them, holding them tightly to his arms.

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

Sedrick barely flinched as the doorknob hit the ground, two tired to even open his eyes. He lifted his head slowly as she wrapped her shirt around his arms. "No...let me go.." He pleaded weakly, jaw trembling as he gazed at her brokenly. And yet in that instant he knew she was there to save him, that she cared. He began to cry, face pale from losing so much blood. He heard the front door open and close and Richard say something, realizing he must have gone with Noelle's dad. Resting his head back against the wall, he closed his eyes again, drawing in faint breaths.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

"I'm not letting you go.." She breathed, holding tightly to his arms. She heard the door opened and screamed for her dad, gently wrapping her arms around him. "Shh.." She gently ran her hands through his hair, looking up as her dad came in. "Please don't let him die, daddy.." She cried, holding tightly to him. Her dad called for her mom, and she came in, gasping at him. She heard him say something about stiches, and her mom ran downstairs. "I'm not leaving you.. I'm not going anywhere.." She whispered to him, gently running her hands through his hair. Her dad wrapped a towel around her shoulders, and she started to cry harder. "He can't die!"

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

Sedrick bit his lip as he heard them come in, didn't dare look at them. He heard Richard curse, then retreat, and the crying puppy was soon silent, taking the edge off the chaos. He shivered faintly, would have hugged her, tried to reassure her, if he had even had the strength to lift his arms. Because no matter how much he wanted all of this to end now, it hurt having her cry over him. She barely even knew him. "I'm sorry..." He choked. It was getting harder and harder to focus, he didn't want to stay awake anymore, didn't want to try.