Even though it is was rare after she escaped from her depression years ago after finishing primary school, however since the start of the outbreak; her self-destructive mannerism slowly starts to come back to her, and bit by bit.
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.
❛ 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 whyyou shouldn’t end when it gets too hard. ❜