joe_shane

To spend years building a house, you learn to fill it with the things you can't find a place for
Unaware it stacked up, over time the walls you painted begin to peel, the carpet begins to mat, and it grows with a clutter you thought you didn't mind, but no you couldn't mind that, where else would you put it.
All your doors are closed, some locked, and some filled.

And soon your locked inside.

How long does it take to know you can't stay inside there, you can't live amongst a past your not a part of anymore
A family that isn't there anymore, how long does it take to know you can't leave.
It's then you can panic, maybe nobody will notice, maybe nobody will see if you loose yourself in the home you built.

But is it the same home if you destroy it.
Burn it from the inside, flip the tables, rip up the carpet and destroy your house.
Leave your house.
Or burn down with it, for if a house is divided by itself, it will not be able to stand.

14MNDR6

Ronins eyes blared open as Percy stood across from him, the room was lit but felt like it was the darkest, Percys face looked the same, he wore the same glasses, smile and body language, each one Ronin enveyed. His fist tightened as he observed the situation in front of him, "Ronin?" Percy asked soon stepping forward, a small grin fel apon ronin's for Percys arms had held Ronin in a hug, filling him with a warmth that could only come from Percy who's smile reassured his own, Ronin still held in the hug looked across the room which had soon filled with a light, for the smile on his dropped as the light covered the scene revealing Percys shadow.

Ronin threw himself off of Percy, backing up, "what's wrong?" Percys voice was filled with a nervous shock. Ronins eyes narrowed before he could process a reaction of vulnerability, for now he could see it, the shadow, whos smirk was all that had to be shown before Ronin grew with an anger hed held in, grabbed Percys swester before watching as his fist colidded with his warm cheeks, "son of a bitch!" Ronin growled tackling Percy to the ground, where now the whole scene has fallen in a dark hume, he hit the dark figure "too far, too fucking far" his voice grew weak as he they rolled across the floor, the classroom spun around them until everything stopped.

They rolled into the light that came through the shape of the door, everything was lit clear, his eyes widened as Percys watering eyes looked at him with fear, for as if he were afraid of the fear in ronin's eyes, he backed from oercy hitting the wall abruptly as if the room was forcing him to stay.

The room grew quiet both of them sat across from each other supported by the checkered floor that somehow brought them closer, "I didn't-im sorry" Ronins words were shaking.

"it's ok" Percy said as ronin could only watch him hide he pain that erupted throughout his body, Ronin gripped his stomach that had spread with a dark bleed. "I'm scared, I'm fucking scared Percy" Ronin began to wrap leaning into the printer beside him, he watched as Percy sat up, crawling towards him his arm found its way around Ronins shaking body again. "Why" Percy asked simply.

"I'm, I'm going away Percy" he swallowed the spit that had surfaced before continuing to talk in the broken tone hed resonated with, "I don't know what to do" he looked at Percy who looked back as if he understood, "I didn't want to hurt you, I just didn't know if it was you" each word stabbed ronin with the parts of him mind he was loosing, he feared it would soon be lost, like every event that had led to his confrontation, the missing dioluage could only torture him, the chapter of his life had only just begun and yet it was missing the first half, for the climax felt present, for this story was different he couldn't set his head on the falling action, as he knew it wouldn't come.

He was just a side character in a strangers story.

chapter 7