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[raven5210]

i was relieved when he smiled, and glad- a small feeling i hadn't felt in a while. did i offend him? i worried when he replied, i didnt mean it in that way exactly- i shouldn't have said it, i felt guilty, but then he wouldn't have smiled either... his last question interrupted my thoughts "y-yes, my dad thought of it." i didn't want to think about that, but i couldn't help it- i stared at the cement with an icy glare. i hated my dad for that, and for many other things. it wasnt the name that bothered me, it was the reason behind the name, and the fact that, that name suited me.

[.Watch.Shield.Kill.]

As soon as he mentioned the man that had named him, Echo's face instantly became cold and angry. Zigzag could practically feel his rage radiating off of him, and he thought better than to press him further for information; when it came to verbal arguments, he much preferred to be the one to start it, and in an ideal situation, the only one yelling. Sifting about his head for further conversation topics, Zigzag found this a harder task than it seemed. Okay, either I'm really out of practice, or the conversation has gone south already. He remained quiet for that moment, deciding that maybe it was better that way. Echo could overcome his mood, and he could...well, zigzag through reality, like he always did.

[raven5210]

suddenly swirling flashes of everything i hated, it overwhelmed me, i gripped the edge of the bench so hard i thought it would crumble, trying to hold on to reality. it wouldn't stop or slow down. i was trembling, breathing hard, and crying with my eyes shut tight, i couldnt stop all the thoughts, like my own personal hell. i was terrified. i reached into my pocket and found the smooth silver object, i pulled out the shining blade of the pocketknife, i pulled up my sleeve, i was unstable. i couldnt stop, the blood will stop it , every time that was my escape from my hell, if i bleed it will stop . i completely forgot i wasnt alone.

[**Stars Align**]

Hehe. Julie chuckled, "uh, funny story." She shifted in place rotating her weight. "I may have busted my phone beyond compare." Hehe. He. I mean not cause you called or anything, I didn't know, but uh yeah, I sorta threw it at a
Building and it shattered and bounced into a street and car kinda ran over it."

[.Watch.Shield.Kill.]

That was when things started to escalate, and very quickly at that. Zigzag watched in fascinated dismay as Echo displayed his anger, tightly gripping the bench and generally giving off the aura of someone on the edge. But then his tears started falling, and his trembling increased. His dismay turning into a familiar horror, Zigzag felt his eyes widen in surprised shock: horrified shock altogether. Because he recognized every bit of Echo's rage. He had felt it himself, more times than he cared to admit, and it was so...strange to see his emotions reflected in another individual, and reflected almost perfectly at that. Surely their motivation was different, but still...Zigzag felt a chill race itself down his spine, and a sense of urgency began to grow within him, somewhere deep inside. It only grew faster when Echo pulled out his pocketknife, and suddenly he was no longer just some stranger.

He was a familiar.

His sleeve was up, the blade was drawn, and his wrist was ready. Zigzag suddenly felt sick, something akin to nausea but nothing wanted to come up; it was all pulling him down, deeper than the pit of his stomach. It took him but a moment to realize it was dread. Acting on impulse, he too pulled back his sleeve, revealing his scarred skin once more, and quickly rested it atop Echo's wrist. Not you... he thought quietly. Cut me, cut the bench, cut anything...just not yourself.

[raven5210]

i needed the blood to come and stop it, my eyes were closed, lost in my hell. i brought the knife to my wrist, i froze, my eyes flew open, i saw someone elses wrist on top of mine, zigzag . it brought me back to reality. i just stared-you were having one of your sessions i realized, i had never stopped before never . i dropped the knife and heard clearly as it clattered to the ground. i didnt know what to do, all a knew is i almost hurt zigzag, at that moment and for that reason alone i hated myself far more than my father. i never wanted to do that again. i finally moved, i hugged zigzag's arm that was on top of mine, tightly wrapping my arms around it, the tears rushed to my eyes and fell like rain in the middle of a swirling storm of thoughts. "s-s-sorry!" i sobbed, it was the only thing i could say. i held onto his arm, desperately hoping he would forgive me, i pressed my cheek up to his scarred wrist, looking down. "s-sorry" i said again, closing my eyes, still trembling and crying.

[.Watch.Shield.Kill.]

Thoroughly shocked by his own actions, Zigzag observed the situation, wide-eyed and hardly breathing. What have I...done? What did I do? He couldn't possibly care that much about an acquaintance to shield him from his own actions. He didn't care about anything! But, obviously, that was no longer the case. As much as he hated to admit it, Zigzag knew this situation called for a difference in his approach. It was one thing to cut himself and see pictures of self harm on the internet (for ideas, to be perfectly honest), but to watch it live? Witness someone hate himself so much he had to physically harm himself? That was just too much for him. Furthermore...he was terrified to see such a familiar image. After a simple change of positions, that could easily be him with the knife, crying and clutching his familiar's arm to himself. Wait, he's touching me? He's...he's touching me. But Zigzag wasn't pulling away. He knew better than to do that now, and as sensitive as he was about showing his scars, he allowed Echo to seek comfort in them. He listened to his apologies, and he softly answered each one. "It's fine..." he whispered. "Perfectly fine..." He too trembled. "Perfectly fine..."

[raven5210]

what are you doing? you almost hurt him already, soon your going to actually hurt him. stop, pull away and run, you're alone, don't let this stranger trick you i heard these thoughts and dismissed them, i didn't want them to be true, they were the passageway to my hell, i didn't listen to them, or believe them. all i believed is that i had to hold on to zigzag. after a minuet i had to try and explain "i-i didn't mean to, i-im s-s-sorry!" i said in a small trembling voice. i heard a soothing voice, saying its fine, who was saying that? it could never be father but who else did i have? zigzag it was his voice comforting me. why was he comforting me? i looked up at him, still trembling with fear, my tear filled eyes met his.

[Titanium~]

Selly's eyes widen as she takes in the information "Your phone..... got run over by a car? But how? Did you drop it in the road or something?" she shakes her head thinking it doesn't really matter that much after all it was Julie's personal information not hers. "Oh well whatever happened, I am so glad your here! Sorry I had to rush off but I had to meet someone for ummm... stuff. So have you met anyone new yet? That guy Rayne seemed super nice" she smiles "Where is he by the way?" she glances over julies shoulder looking for him.

[**Stars Align**]

Julie half smiled. "I told you, I sorta threw it at a building and it bounced into the road. No I haven't met anyone new." Selly's speech made her a little suspicious, but it was ok, she wasn't the good friend that she had known for years and got told all the secrets so she said nothing. "I haven't seen Rayne since he went with Jimmy to get the Orderves."

Rayne had gone with Jimmy and tried one of the Orderves. They were horrible! He smiled for Jimmy's sake cause he wanted friends but he went straight to the necessary right after and wretched for a bit. He eventually came back to the ballroom and found some punch and drank greedily. There that was much better. He saw the other girl that had ran out earlier and waved, saw that she was with Juliezabeth and grabbed 3 cups of the juice bringing it to them. "Here you go" he said shyly.