✗Hyland Joel Blade✗
♫"I'll be coming home,
Just to be alone.
Cause I know youre not there,
And I know that you dont care."♫
Hyland didn't say anything, though he contemplated sitting on the floor. He decided against it and stepped past Randy to sit on the counter. He set his phone down next to him. Finally saying; "what kind of names do the jocks and preps call me behind my back?" He asked, leaning against the mirror and looking at the ceiling. "It's always driven me crazy, you've been on their side before. We've go inside eyes now. And don't worry about the preps or jocks, I'll get them to leave you alone. By force if nessesary." He didn't take his eyes off the ceiling but yawned widely. "Ugh, I need to get stoned or something..." he muttered under his breath.
His life was on the breaking point again. Shortly after Raliem's party had broken up Colin had been broadsided by a truck. He was in a comatose state in the hospital and it was highly unlikely that he would survive, he was getting weaker by the day and eve if he did live he'd be paralized from the waist down. Hyland knew that Colin wouldn't want to live a life like that. Colin had been like Hyland, living for the thrill, and you couldn't do the things Colin did in a wheelchair.
Hyland's eyes darted to Paxton, then Randy then back to the ceiling, a small sigh passing through his lips. Nathen and Angela were dating and living far away from him. His mother was dead, his cousin was on the verge of death, his two best friends had died two years ago, Raliem was in the hospital. May it's best if I just draw away from people, he thought coldly, everyone I get close to dies...
♫"No matter how hard I try,
You're never satisfied.
This is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone."♫
[Lol, I'm dropping Colin as a character. Whatever happened to Raliem and that other guy...?]