St Sebastian (arrowplagued) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-06-22 00:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | george, sebastian |
Who: Saints Sebastian and George
What: George is a hero~
When: Monday night.
Where: Their apartment.
Warning: TBD
His chest felt tight and he was having trouble breathing. Most of the time it was all he could do not to think about it and to keep his hands from shaking and nails from sinking into his own skin just to get a wave of something to counteract the feeling of being empty- of wanting things he could never have. He just wanted that rush again and to feel like the bad things didn't exist anymore. Most of the time he could hide this or keep it at bay until he was alone and no one would see him in that state. But tonight there were just too many things piling up and each one made it harder to keep the last one hidden behind a cheerful disposition and a smile.
He tried so hard and he couldn't even do this much right.
Sebastian put his laptop away and curled onto his side in bed, drawing his knees up and running his hands through his hair before tucking his arms around his own body. The craving wasn't even that bad, it was just the thing that kept him from being able to really deal with everything else that came up. And he hated being weak; he hated needing help. He did everything he could to keep people thinking that he was strong and happy and dealing with it when really he was repressing as much as he could and trying to ignore the rest.