My life, my way [Unique Teenage RP] Semi Lit.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

Cue's father took no notice of Mitchell what so ever, he was seemingly trying to provent any type of contact with him. Cue ran past Mitchell, his running was much slower then a normal boy his age. Cue ran out into the street, countless people staring at him in discust once the got a good at 'The Sign'. If you had good hearing you would be able to here Cue crying softly as he ran away from his father. Him running in the streets shirtless was practicly shaming him by showing his beauty wasn't really beautiful at all.

Cue's father waited abit before Cue was out of the shopping centre. He quickly got into the Mini Van and sped after Cue like a mad man. The van slid across as it took the sharp turn into the main street following after. He drove across to the other side road as Cue changed sides. The turn he took was too sharp and the van hit Cue hard in the side sending him skidding and rolling across the road. As that happened the Van bolted up the street's hill only to forget that it was the wrong side of the road... a petrol tanker came down the hill there was a sharp screech of wheels and a painful sounding crash before a huge ear piercing explosion. The petrol tank had exploded and sent chunks of metal and fire balls all through the street.
((OMG!!! Massive bad luck))

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((Oh my lord O.O ))

Mitchell's mouth flew open in horror as he heard the explosion and he put his hands over his ears, his dark brown eyes wide. "Oh god what was that!?" He screeched and looked around at the people at the shopping center around him, all looking puzzled and frightened. Crap Cue went that way! He thought, his eyes widening and he quickly held onto the food he had brought earlier and bolted in the direction in which the feminine boy had ran and Mitchell skidded to a stop his eyes widening as he saw what lay further up the hill, trees on either side of the road were on fire from the explosion.

"Oh my god" Mitchell whispered and then he looked around and his eyes widened as he spotted Cue. "L-Lord C-Cue! Are you alright?" He exclaimed and bolted over to him.

(( This must be the most shocking day of Mitchell's young life D: ))

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

Cue twitched violently on the road where he layed. Him being hit by the van must have hit a nerve or something. Cue was a wreck he was all cut and bleeding badly, he could hardly breathe and he could hardly move at all. Cue's eyes fluttered open "I... f..f..eel...l P..ain" he said weakly, attempting to move but only managing to move one fingure. Cue looked very broken, if there was a classifcation for him he'd be half between looking like a ragdoll and a crash test dumby.

Two ambulance came quickly up to the hill. The paramedics raced over to Cue's side, two others bringing a large stretcher to his side. They checked over him quickly, "His body is going under extreme shock!" one exclaimed, "His rib cage is shattered!" another one boomed. They carefully pulled Cue up in the stretcher and pulled him up into the ambulance. One of the paramedics walked over to Mitchell, "I'm sorry but at this moment you can be with the other boy, but if you like you can come to the hospital in a few days" he explained, handing Mitchell a card with the directions of the hospital on it.
((Sky may we time skip a week with Cue to the day of he get released from hospital or something?))

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((Sure ^^ I'm guessing the timeskip will only be for Cue and Mitchell though :3
Shall you post first for the start of the timeskip?))

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((Stupid me double posting, but I'll write up my post now ^^'' ))
((Timeskip activated! ))

Mitchell shuffled nervously in the waiting room of the hospital, his dark brown eyes scanned around the pristeen room he was in and he instantly felt very.... Dark. He sighed slightly and straightened up his jacket lightly, trying to look presentable.

"I wonder if he's okay..." Mitchell muttered and cringed at the memory of Cue's beaten and broken body, it had been about a week since that had happened and he was still as anxious as ever, surely they wouldn't let him visit a dead body right? So Cue must be alive. He brushed his fingers through his curly black hair and blinked a few times.

He looked at the other worried looking people, some young children, he cringed slightly, they must be waiting to go visit a parent, he shook his head slightly and he let out a small groan.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

((Yep they live in a fully different time XD, Ah don't worry I left one of my characters back twenty years in my Roleplay XD))

Cue was sitting up in the hospital bed in room 67. He had stitches all over his body and his hair was faded out and turning some what grey. The ordeal he went through in the last week had put him under alot of stress and somehow seemed to age him. He still looked the same, but inside his body clock had sped up to one of a twenty-five year old. What had damaged Cue the most was to know that it was his fault that four people excluding his father were dead and many more were injured because of him.

His face look emotionless as if his pride and honour was no longer any important to him. He looked the the side table with a bunch of nasty letters from peoples families who he had caused in his actions to get hurt or just random people who had seen The Sign on his back. He was in truth shattered, he seemed like he had no one left in the world to turn to for comfort any more. His mother had told him to get out only a few day ago so he was practicly homeless within an hour and one day he went down stairs to buy something and they refused to serve him... he was shamed.
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A nurse came to Mitchell's side, "I'm sorry but your friend says he refuses to leave his room, he's in bad mental health at the moment, he thinks everyone hates him, he gone through alot of stress... did you know his own mother chucked him out two days ago? He says if anyone really wants to visit him he says visit his room 67" she explained to Mitchell.

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((Heehee nice XD ))

Mitchell looked up in shock at the nurse as she explained the situation. "His mother.... Kicked him out?" He asked, his voice shocked and his brown eyes wide, he let out a small sigh and clenched his fists lightly, he got to his feet and nodded lightly to the nurse. His face quite serious, which in the best of times, was rather unusual for Mitchell.

"Is it alright if I go see him? I'd like to assure him that theres at least one person who doesn't hate him, he helped me from some bullies the same day he got hurt and he got in most of this trouble because of me" Mitchell said sadly and shrugged his thin shoulders lightly, he didn't have a typical build of a usual black man, he was very skinny, and thin shouldered.

"People should know the full story before they start judging people" Mitchell muttered under his breath, talking about Cue's 'sign' he had seen it and been conflicted, he still was, but what was it his right to judge Cue, he may be Neo, or he may not, it looked like an old make anyway.

[Clowesia]

Sunda.

Sunda grabbed her crotch in a vulgar show as she stepped past a disgruntled idiot, showing that quite frankly, she didn't give a damn about their opinions. Tightening her grip, she gave Jer's hand a squeeze as she looked up at him. Opening her mouth for a second, she closed it again as she decided not to go through with what she was about to say. 'I do not need to be an emotional pu**y.' she thought with a huff.

"Come on, what did you need again? Stuff for school? That'll be over here." She said with a nod of her head as she reached her irratated looking cousin. "I'll buy you some food, afterward." She murmured with a roll of her eyes as she puffed her cheeks, an attempt at an apology; she hadn't meant to keep her cousin waiting.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

The nurse sighed, she nodded at Mitchell, "I supose you can see, but honestly I feel sorry for him, that murder who killed his family was the one who branded him all those years ago... and it's because of that he became phycopathic in his early years, and why he wasn't adopted until he was twelve" she explained to Mitchell. She looked away, "Please convince him to atleast find emergance accomadation, we can't support someone that isn't sick... there are other people that need help here" she sighed lightly, walking back down the hall.
((Okay I'm stuck now D:, on to you Sky))

[*Skylar The Plant*]

Mitchell's eyes widened yet again. His parents were murdered? Some one actually did those cruel things to him when he was only a kid? He clenched his jaw and let out a small sigh. "I'll see what I can do, I hope I can help, though, I've enver really been good at the whole advice thing" He muttered and then looked up as the nurse walked away. He blinked his dark brown eyes a few times and stiffened in determination, he lightly walked down one of the corridors, looking at the numbers on the doors.

He paused by one door and sighed, a little nervous. Number 67 He thought and took a deep breath, he walked a little closer to the door and rapped his fist down on it twice before reaching down and lightly grabbing the handle and letting himself in. A friendly smile appeared on his face as he looked at the stitched up Cue, worry showing in his eyes, the once proud young man looked so much duller now.

"Bonjour Lord Cue!" Mitchell exclaimed brightly and shut the door behind him.