[CON] you better watch your fucking neck.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor scoffed at his words, sitting as his hand was let go. He shivered, pulling his wings closer as he traced his fingers over the hand shaped burns around each wrist. He had been upset, slit them and tried drowning himself in front of Quinn. The guy hadn't seemed to get the picture, cauterized him and took him to the infirmary.
He crossed his arm, staring at the ground with faintly panting breaths.

[perseus james rudman]

Perseus looked over at the boy, his eyes tracing over the scars on his arms. Had he not seen his brother with them too, he might have asked what they were for. "Why are you and Deac always trying to die?" Perseus asked, sitting down next to him. "You don't think there's anything worth living for or something? I can't see a reason to die. I have too many books to read." He sniffled, reaching up to rub his eye. "No one wants to see you guys die, you know? No more than we wanna see Bandit gone."

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor looked over at him and shrugged the slightest bit. "I-I don't have a-anything left." He mumbled. "I scr-rewed things u-up with your brother, everyone e-else stays away. All I h-had was my s-sister. But not even her if I'm stuck in here...i-it's torture. I'd r-rather be dead." The words had a sort of finality as the sick, thin male wrapped his arms a little tighter around himself, his blue eyes void of the will to live that they once may have had. And perhaps cliche, he needed somebody to save him. If it wasn't already too late.

[perseus james rudman]

Perseus couldn't help but wonder what had the boy so fixated on his brother. But he didn't ask. He didn't think it was any of his business. "Don't worry about Deac. He's an ass. He won't let anyone close to him anyways." He said quietly, reaching down to pluck up a blade of grass. "Maybe no one gets close because you push them all away. I'd love to know you. But I can't if you act like I'm gonna behead you." He looked over at the boy, doubting he got the joke.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor bithis lip. The guy wasright, he knew. He rose an eyebrow in slight confusion. "I-I-...it's h-hard too trust anymore." He shrugged, coughing, his fingers curling feebly in the grass, pain blanching his exhausted features. He wrapped his arms tighter around himself after a moment, panting.

[perseus james rudman]

Perseus nodded slowly. "I know. Its really hard. But sometimes, we have to be hurt- a reason. And we don't understand it." He reached up, rubbing his eye as his head suddenly hurt. "But daisies are my favorite anyways. They remind me of Bandit. She's the cutest little girl, huh?" He looked over at the boy, flicking his blade of grass at him.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smiled the faintest bit at the mention of the girl. "Yeah, sh-she ia.." He murmured. He reached out with scarily trembling fingers to pick the grass up, and flicked it back. His shoulders relaxed a little, honestly enjoying a conversation with somebody other than anyone pissed at him.

[perseus james rudman]

"She doesn't even say no. She says 'm'ow' like she's a cat or something. Deac wants for her to learn ballet. Guess cause he's not very graceful and she's a girl so she's supposed to be." He smiled as Connor flicked the blade of grass back at him. "She looks a lot like her mom did. When Deac first met her? She had long red hair and these.. ocean blue eyes. And freckles. Tons and tons of freckles. Boy, did she love my brother." Perseus looked around, then plucked up the longest blade he could find, tickling Connor with it.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smiled the faintest bit, though he was confused by the words. Deacon had been in love with a girl? Why even look Connor's way then? He squirmed at the tickle of grass, sticling his tongue out. "Deacon l-loved a woman?" He murmured, clearly confused. He coughed huskily. "I wasn't lying y-you know... When I s-said he kissed me."

[perseus james rudman]

Perseus shook his head at his question. "I said /she/ loved /him/. I don't think Deacon loved anything until he saw Bandit, to be honest.. I mean, they slept in the same bed for ten years. He'd bring her out to dinner and they'd decorate the Christmas tree and when she was pregnant, he did everything for her. But he never once said he loved her. He never kissed her or held her hand. He's a great dad. And a good boyfriend. But he never loved her." He shrugged. He'd never understood it. "I still don't think he's gay. He would have told me."

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor shrugged indifferently. "He's not gonna tell y,you he kissed a piece of sh-shit..." He mumbled, coughing. Connor saw nothing in himself, didn't blame Deacon for keeping his mouth shut. He shifted his weight, rubbing at the burns healing on his wrists again. It had only been a few days. He wasn't even sure, everything was a blur now.

[perseus james rudman]

"You are not!" Perseus said, flicking the blade of grass at him. "You need to stop being so hard on yourself. You're really attractive. And your stutter's even kinda cute. You're just a little broken, is all. You need someone who's gonna make you smile and show you it's gonna be okay. That's all." He reached down to pick up a little flower. "You ever did the 'she loves me, she loves me not' thing with the flowers?" He asked, handing it to Connor.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor frowned. "I'm not a-attractive," He mumbled, flicking the grass off his leg. He felt the guy was so dead on with everything. He thought he had found people who could make him to that, but he had been wrong. The older male was holding a flower out, and Connor took it hesitantly, thoughtful. "Y-yeah..with my baby s-sister.." He smiled the sligjtest bit.

[perseus james rudman]

"Are too." Perseus argued, looking over his face. 'Too bad my brother would kill us both if we did anything..' He thought, smiling as the boy did. "You have a little sister?" He asked, his memory clearly worse than everyone else's. He might be brilliant, but he couldn't remember much. Not when he needed to, anyways. "I always wanted one. I'm the baby of the Rudmans."

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor nodded, tired blue eyes fixed distantly on the flower. "Sh-she's seven.." He murmured, looking up at Perseus spoke again. "I u-used to be the middle.." Not anymore, but he couldn't change that fact. Chewing on his lip ring, he shrugged and sighed, gently setting the flower on the older male's knee. He was getting dizzy again, shaking more than he had been. But he didn't notice the change much in his already bad state.