「 g a r e t h  」:

( carnxfex. )

   there have been times when he’s wanted to. when they 
     took over his h o m e ; when they raped and murdered his 
     people. he still remembers being locked away in a place so
     dark he couldn’t see the hand in front of him. the hunger, the
     pounding in his head, the f e a r. 

                  he thought they were doing something good.
                             he wanted to do something good.

       but such thoughts remained a ghost in his memory. he never
       attempted anything, he couldn’t. his mother was there, so was
       his brother, and gareth had to be strong for them, and he was. 

                                 he survived, they died.
                                                                    he didn’t end it. 

             ‘ you’re right. those who end it didn’t evolve, they 
                   couldn’t evolve— didn’t have it in ‘em. 
                                   but we did. ’

       ❛ —-yeah, okay maybe ye’ have a
              point there, but… gareth… ❜

                   and she had considered about this.
                   this is indeed a sensitive subject; to her; felt like
                   a wave of painful recollection throbs her head. yet,
                   this was suitable to what she was about to disclose.
                                  ( or thought about to disclose. )

                                   nimble fingers grasp the fabric of
                                   her sleeve; a delay seeks questions in
                                   her thoughts. could she trust him with this?
                                   gareth would’ve found on his own one day,
                                   and if he did, she’d had to explain – possibly
                                   – out of the blue. so, as courage builds within
                                   her veins, naomi tugs up her sleeve and does
                                   the same to the other; revealing ladders of scars.

                         ( and leaves both out, visible, in his sight. )

       ❛ i don’t care if ya give zero fucks or not;
         but… jus’ wanted t’ say i’ve been there & done that.
         it’s not easy havin’ a constant thought in yer head that
         you just wanna escape from it all. then i realised; why
         do that? when i got somethin’ t’ live for, to f i g h t for.
                 —and that’s why y o u shouldn’t end when it gets too hard. ❜