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muserevival2014-10-06 02:02 am
pullmysteth) wrote in muserevival2014-10-06 02:02 am
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078.4. Drabble
Breakdown
Sometimes you just needed to be alone. Sometimes you needed to stop and let yourself feel all the things you were trying to suspend up inside you to keep it together. People care, and they worried because they cared, but you couldn’t please everyone and do what was ultimately the best course of action.
He woke up way too early that morning after all of an hour or two of sleep which was broken and restless. Grayson was still asleep beside him, so he exited the bed carefully and quietly, pulling the bedroom door over behind him when he left the room. The tight coiled knot in his stomach could have been mistaken for nausea, but pent up emotion could cause even the most stable of souls to feel sick like you would never shake it.
Getting to the bathroom, he lent back against the door trying to catch his breath but instead of throwing up or fumbling for a glass of water, he just... broke down. All it took was one sob, and he crumbled, sliding down the door and curling up into a ball. It wasn’t like he hadn’t cried since the whole awful turn of events, but not like this. He pressed the back of his hand to his mouth in a vain attempt to muffle the sobs, but it was a pointless effort. The flood gates had opened, and he honestly had no idea how he was going to stop.
Riley Bryant || Original Character
Sometimes you just needed to be alone. Sometimes you needed to stop and let yourself feel all the things you were trying to suspend up inside you to keep it together. People care, and they worried because they cared, but you couldn’t please everyone and do what was ultimately the best course of action.
He woke up way too early that morning after all of an hour or two of sleep which was broken and restless. Grayson was still asleep beside him, so he exited the bed carefully and quietly, pulling the bedroom door over behind him when he left the room. The tight coiled knot in his stomach could have been mistaken for nausea, but pent up emotion could cause even the most stable of souls to feel sick like you would never shake it.
Getting to the bathroom, he lent back against the door trying to catch his breath but instead of throwing up or fumbling for a glass of water, he just... broke down. All it took was one sob, and he crumbled, sliding down the door and curling up into a ball. It wasn’t like he hadn’t cried since the whole awful turn of events, but not like this. He pressed the back of his hand to his mouth in a vain attempt to muffle the sobs, but it was a pointless effort. The flood gates had opened, and he honestly had no idea how he was going to stop.
Riley Bryant || Original Character