“ why? why would you want me?”
THERE’S AN OVERWHELMING CHILDISHNESS to the way it stomps its foot on the ground , fingers curled to fists sent downwards with the gravity of annoyance the more questions come out of the boy’s mouth. finally there’s a second of silence , the earth gone completely still as the jingle of bells fades , distorted , into the air. but it’s still partially there , the sound , much akin to the ringing of someone’s ears but just enough to drive anyone mad when trying to find the source.
“ BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS TALK BACK. BLAH , BLAH , BLAH - ” one hand is raised, cupped to make the shape of a mouth as fingers move together and then separate to give the impression of talking with those last , final words. “ WASN’T IT NICE FOR THE MOMENT , RICKY ? THE SILENCE ? OR WERE YOU STILL TALKING TO YOURSELF INSIDE THAT LITTLE HEAD OF YOURS ? ” it frowns , stalks forward and bends with arms straight at its side again , “ BUT THIS TIME , YOU DON’T WANNA SHARE , DO YOU ? ”