I'm still here
#4
The thoughts of Honrin & Ookami's conversation often came to mind. Jace wouldn't see anyone? He wondered why, he had't seen her in so long and he missed his best friend. He needed her, he felt like his life was starting to tumble down, he liked hurting himself, it was a release and he found it pleasurable. His forearms were covered in deep cuts, some fresh, some stabbing over. His knuckles were still all messed up, he would often purposely reopen those horrific wounds and respite his knuckles. He was angry all the time, at Adonia, at Zalen, at himself and at the world. He needed his best friend just as much ad she needed him, or so he would think when he saw her.

The bark echoed in his ears and they perked up, it was Honrin, calling for the rest of his family. Ookami couldn't help it, he had to go check it out. As he walked to the call, he instinctively crossed his arms, so his cut up forearms would be hidden. Finally he saw Honrin, his sister, and Temo... He looked just awful, so skinny and dull looking, the man's spark was gone. Then, then he saw Jace and his feet stopped moving. He whimpered, trying tk clog it with his throat. He then forced himself to move forward, his golden eyes burned with sadness and anger and worry. Never had he seen Jace this bad before, he whimpered softly again, "Jace..."


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