@sonprotected : ❛ how come i didn’t know about any of this? ❜
𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝚆𝙾 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝚄𝚃𝙴𝚂 , he would of had to endure a mildly uncomfortable conversation before moving on . oh , how he dreamed for the simple mild discomfort of sharing too much of anything with his father , back in a world where his words didn’t carry as much weight , where the wrong phrasing or white lie didn’t carry the key to his future jail cell . awkward hands flex at his side , knuckles white before he extends his fingers . repeating motion comforted the loud , chaotic stress that ricocheted around his ribs . ❝ i didn’t think you could help . ❞ it was the truth , or what he told himself enough for it to be his truth .
andy barber used to be superman to the young teenager , man able to do anything - 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙗 𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 . now , that same little boy , stands almost as tall as his father , accused of murder & retreating further into his shell as time went on . ❝ i don’t know . i guess i just [ . . . ] got scared . i wanted to get out of there . ❞ gaze avoids the other’s , fidgeting hands now pushed into his pockets . ❝ i’m sorry . ❞