Like Fire

I was broken from a young age Taking my soul into the masses Write down my poems for the few That looked at me took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heart ache from the pain

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"So I either get a room to myself or I become a doped up idiot like half the people here. Great," Teddy replied, drawing out the last word. Taking in the boy, Teddy leaned back against the couch wondering if the guy was any trustworthy or not. "What are you here for?"

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"Uh, yeah- that's kinda what I want them to do." Jerking his arm away from the crazy person behind him, he looked at the other man. "What the hell do you do, then?" he asked pushing away the hand and jumping up with a frown. "Damnit! Stop!"

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"Oh no I'd strangle you," Teddy replied, his lips turning down. "I just don't understand why the hell you want to be strangled. Unless your into that kind of shit, but I don't find you all that attractive so..."

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"More of a him question, sweetcheeks." Lifting his gaze away from the handsy asshole. "I will break his fucking hand with no hesitation."

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"Ah, understandable." And sensible. Clearing his throat, he picked through the scraps in his hand for the bigger pieces. "Oh- you're no fun, sugar. You stay up all night but don't do anything with he extra time? Boo."

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Teddy held back a grin, turning completely to face the other. Raising his eyes to the ceiling, he raised a hand. "Let's see. Did you fuck a flat chested redhead in 1996?" he asked, raising a brow. "Cause if not, then you ain't my fucking daddy. So don't talk to me like you are." The redhead looked back at the other guy, giving him a toothy grin. Turning back to the window, he let out another loud whoop as a red burst of whatever fireworks were made of shot into the night sky.

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"Eh, the voices tell me to naughty things. Bringing it up makes me think you wanna watch big guy," Teddy replied, rolling his eyes as he watched his paper clips disappear. "Thank the great state of fuck you. They'll take it in the form of cash or fruit baskets. You know the kind dipped in chocolate." Running slim fingers through his hair, Teddy chuckled. "Ah- you wanna know what name to groan to the image?" He laughed at his own joke. "Teddy. Do you need a last name too?"

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Teddy sat back down, throwing his arm over the back of the couch as he let his eyes roam from the book to the eyes that were his way. "The Road? Ain't there a movie based off of it? Kristen Stewart or whatever?" He paused, holding his hand out. "Teddy. Better name than Theo."

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"Nix," he repeated, his lips pulling in appreciation. Strange name, but he couldn't bash it. His mom had some weird fascination with presidents. "Eh, not so good but it's more information than you originally gave up, Stutter." Biting his lip, he sighed. "But it was a nice try none the less."

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"Ohhh, so someone shot daddy." Teddy crossed his arms, leaning closer. "You've got to go into detail. Give me something to work with, here..." The redhead broke off, not knowing the girls name. "Where's the lead up, the plot arc? Why'd you shoot daddy dear?"

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The reply came fast after his obnoxious noise. Stepping closer to the window, he watched as a white one was set off at next to a red and blue. "Ah America, its great isn't it? We're all for explosions and loudness." As another blast went off, he clapped his hands loudly with a jump and another loud boom. "Yes! Fucking yes! God bless 'Merica!" He let his voice get louder, pressing against the window to watch the lights. Even so, his grin grew because of the man that had spoken. Turning slightly with his hands still against the window. "I'm sorry. Am I being a bother?"

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Teddy tightened his grasp just the slightest bit, her eyes staring straight at him gave him a sense of being out of this hell hole. The smirk threw him off. Sighing, he took away his hand. "Why the hell is wrong with you people?" he asked plopping back on the couch and crossing his arms. Somehow these people didn't budge. "God just send me to a hole where I don't have to deal with you fuckers."

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"Woah- you've got the wrong kind of crazy," Teddy started, raising his hands in defense. "Sexual sadism isn't my thing. Regular sadism- now that's fun." Raising his chin, he took in a deep breath. "So that's why your here? Because daddy hit you?"

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Ocean eyes locked on the brunette. Lacking sleep and patience, he raised his hand to her neck quickly, tilting his head as he tightened his grasp. "You really gonna call bluffs? Cause I'm begging for solitary right now," he hissed. Teddy never figured he was crazy, but this place was sending him well on the way.