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@bowersblade  liked a   𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 .    »     how to save a life by nilu

        “  drive until you lose the road.  ”

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𝐁𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎 . // @bowerspsycho​

No sound escapes the brunette as shorter male rests his head on his shoulder. From that he could tell, something had to have happened at home—he had seen him at school earlier, and now he had a bruise. Patrick doubts anyone would start a fight with him from school, so home had to of been the only place it occurred. It reminds him of Henry, of Butch and how he had been one of the nastiest sonovabitches he had ever met. Alas, it wasn’t a battle he was going to fight, least not yet.. .he needs the go-ahead.

Patrick deals with similar issues at home, the only thing stopping physical violence is the fear that Patrick would kill THEM as he had his infant brother. Least when Patrick got aggressive, they backed down…he can’t imagine just TAKING it. “Why don’t you stop it?” He questions, his voice very soft, though his gaze lifts to watch the distance, his face deadpanning, “I…just don’t understand…” His gaze drifts to the left, “My ‘parents’ won’t even touch me anymore, they’re too scared…if you need someone to scare whoever is doin’ this to ya, all you need to do it ask. I’ll take care of it for ya.”

          it’s not that neil’s usually gentler       the old fucker wouldn’t know gentle if god punched the notion through his thick skull ; it’s that neil’s usually more careful. it’s not that he hasn’t been popped in the face before because he has. he can’t count the number of times he’s gone to school with a black eye or a fat lip or come home with a black eye or a bloodied nose. it’s that he got hit and the next thing he knew , he was sitting here half   slumped against patrick’s bony shoulder. the realization makes him haul upright , vision blurring and head swimming and that john wayne casserole from lunch is churning its way up his throat by the time he’s stumbled a few feet away. 

fumbling the cigarettes from his jacket , he jams one between his lips - doesn’t bother packing it       and lights it. sucking in deep with eyes shut , billy turns back to patrick and cracks open the eye that can still do so fully. it takes a few seconds for the three of him to melt back to one , but they do.     “  neil doesn’t work like that.  ”     coughing , billy inhales again , flicks ash to the ground , and stares at a fixed point when he feels his legs sway. running from his or fighting back against it never got him far , only made everything worse. billy knows what kind of asshole his dad is. he watched his mom get the shit beat out of her until he started getting involved. if he passes the buck off , it’ll be max that catches it. max doesn’t know how to shut the fuck up. susan’s too meek to be a problem for neil.

still , out of curiosity . . . billy’s gaze slides back to patrick and he holds out the cigarette in offering.     “  if i let you , what would you do?  ”

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“ oh my god, i’m way too stoned for this. ”

𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐖 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 .     »      accepting    »     @infantiicide

                  that made two of them. hotboxing in patrick’s van instead of going to fourth admittedly wasn’t the smartest decision when fifth was chemistry. when fifth was chemistry and the teacher hadn’t realized billy and patrick were actually in attendance when he said pick your own lab partners. when fifth was chemistry and they stupidly partnered up instead of picking anyone else who wasn’t stoned and knew even remotely what it was they were doing. licking his lips , billy glances up at the chalkboard then back to the instructions in front of them and the chemicals before peering over at the girls next to them.     “  what’s the worst that happens?  ”      they blow the school up. somehow.     “  iss? fuck it. pour that green shit into this white shit and see what happens.  ”