[He thought he could escape his own horrors, but he was wrong.
He stands in front of a tub, blood dripping off his hand as he stares at the lifeless body of his mother. It was such a simple thing, trying to make dinner, trying to provide for himself while his mother wallowed in her own misery. Her jeers of how she'd be better off without him, how Shido would be around if it wasn't for him, echoed around him, calling back to the time before foster care.
His heart pounds in his ears, bile rising in the back of his throat, all while he stares at her form half floating in the water. He doesn't know when he cut his hand - maybe it was a result of the Mares - but blood drips down his fingers into the dirt below, pooling into the dry sand. It's a deep cut, not so easily taken care of by household means. He really ought to see a doctor for some stitches.]
What? [Her voice cuts in, and he finally adverts his gaze from the scene before him.] Oh. [He glances down at his hand, brain finally catching up to the stinging pain.] Yes, I suppose I am... [But he doesn't know how.]
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He stands in front of a tub, blood dripping off his hand as he stares at the lifeless body of his mother. It was such a simple thing, trying to make dinner, trying to provide for himself while his mother wallowed in her own misery. Her jeers of how she'd be better off without him, how Shido would be around if it wasn't for him, echoed around him, calling back to the time before foster care.
His heart pounds in his ears, bile rising in the back of his throat, all while he stares at her form half floating in the water. He doesn't know when he cut his hand - maybe it was a result of the Mares - but blood drips down his fingers into the dirt below, pooling into the dry sand. It's a deep cut, not so easily taken care of by household means. He really ought to see a doctor for some stitches.]
What? [Her voice cuts in, and he finally adverts his gaze from the scene before him.] Oh. [He glances down at his hand, brain finally catching up to the stinging pain.] Yes, I suppose I am... [But he doesn't know how.]