Been to hell and back(Open)

[james scott harrison]

James had just came back from visiting his mother in jail. Like he predicted she was still in denial about being a bad parent. It drove him crazy that she didn’t feel guilt about killing her baby. James walked into Starbucks and took a seat in the back and put his head in his hands in frustration. His dad still blamed himself for her death and it wasn’t even his fault.
Somebody at that time needed to work and since James was ten at the time there was no way he could support the family. It was his mother’s fault if she was angry she should’ve just left and punched a wall not kill his sister. James often wondered what his sister would be like. Also what his life would be like. In a week it would be her ninth birthday.

James could feel tears falling from his eyes but quickly wiped them before anybody would notice. He sat there until the server came over and asked him what he wanted “ Strawberry banana smoothie” He told the server not even looking up at them. He scratched the top of his head as he thought of something he could do to take his mind off of this. Therapy didn’t work in fact it might have made him worse. Drinking didn’t work just made him more depressed.

The only comfort he found was music. Mostly the depressing songs about losing somebody that was very important to you. “ Fuck it” He said leaving but before he did he gave the server twenty bucks before leaving. He felt bad that they had already started making his order and that he had no intentions of actually taking it. He left Starbucks and just walked and walked until he had no idea where he was.

He seemed to be in some sort of forested area. He just laid down on the grass staring at the sky. “ Love you baby girl, miss you every day” He said as he started to cry. Right now he didn’t want to do anything all he wanted to do was lay there until he found the strength to get up and continue his life.

[leila letitia lacroix]

Once upon a time, a lovely little sausage named Leila LaCroix was busy being bored. She woke up around eleven, not having too many plans for the summer day, and lazed around for a good while. The house was slightly chaotic, as Sophie and Addy were home for a few weeks. With three teenagers and two twenty-somethings in the house, even something as seemingly simple as lunch became a giant ordeal. Leila didn't even bother getting dressed until some time in the afternoon, and even then, she just tossed on some lazy jeans, a tee and a hoodie.

At that point, Leila decided it was time to alleviate her boredom. She grabbed her keys, waved goodbye, and bam! it was time to head on out to... do stuff. Feeling thirsty, Leila figured Starbucks wouldn't be a half bad place to start. Once she arrived, she ordered a chai tea latte, and it was quite lovely. About halfway through her drink, Leila spotted a certain distressed someone that she knew quite well. Popping out an earbud and releasing the tunes of Vivaldi to the world, Leila began to make her way over to where James was sitting. Or so she thought. "Hey, James, how are- op there you go." Before Leila could quite say hi, there was James, storming off, looking upset to boot. Okay. We can deal with this.

Leila followed James for a while. At first, she shouted and tried to get his attention, but she gave up on that as soon as it became obvious he wasn't really paying any attention. Eventually, they ended up in some weird forest-y area, and Leila spotted James laying on the ground. He said something Leila didn't quite catch, but she did notice him crying. Hoo boy. Leila marched up, then leaned over James' face. "Hey there, sweetstuff, fancy seeing you here." Her expression and voice were soft, since she had an inkling of what had gone down today. Not many things made James cry, after all.

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notes:Sorry this took so long to post! I've barely been on the past few days.

[james scott harrison]

As James laid down on the grass he heard a voice. The voice of a female. James didn’t want a girl to see him cry so he quickly started wiping his face hoping that the tears would disappear. Even if the tears disappeared his face would still be red so there would still be proof that he was crying. Sure a lot of girls liked watching a guy cry because it showed he had emotions or some phyco babble like that but to James it was a sign of weakness. Besides James had not seen his dad cry the last ten years.

So if his dad wasn’t going to cry then neither was he. He looked up and saw that it was Leila. She would know why he was crying after-all once he had taken her to see his mom. Of course it wasn’t James’s idea his mom kept bugging him to bring his girlfriend over, James got sick of arguing so he did it but still feels horrible about taking her to that kind of thing. James continued to wipe away the tears from his face even though it was very obvious that he had been crying.

James gave her somewhat of a grin. Well what he could manage anyway it was very hard to smile when you were crying. “ No you were stalking me” Was his reply to her he had no idea if she had actually been following him or not but that was his guess. Plus it was fun to think of being stalked by one of his ex’s.