Not used to crying grief{open}

[ashton]

"You live and you die....nothing new about it....nothing old about it....just an everyday routine." Ashton muttered as he picked a few petals off what was this.the 10th flower he'd destroyed in less then two minutes? Was he really that sick in the head? It felt better then crying at this point. It wasn't fair really....not fair at all. Someone he loved died recently, and his aunt called him disgusting for not showing a bit of remorse. His dad hadnt died, no Bruce was tougher then that, doctors said he'd make a full recovery. That he'd be out of the ICU in the next 6 months and in about a year after he'd be moved into therapy and such then in two years he'd be back to work and singing "''I've been working on the railroad, all the live long day."

He was in pain. Not physically but emotionally. But he wasn't showing it. He was used to hiding it. He just let out his frustration and depression in other forms. He'd snuck a kitchen knife from lunch. Pulling out the silver he ran his finger along it till it bled. He watched as the soft red liquid fell and dropped onto the ground, splattering the white flowers with the color. He knew what he was doing was wrong. Most don't do it. The child had been doing this since he was 8. He was certain that his arms were so close to loosing their feeling. He took the knife then sliced the skin open, watching as the cuts bled out onto his pale skin.

It wasn't deep. Never too deep, otherwise people might notice. He wished he didn't have a roommate so he didn't have to worry about being caught. Oh the pain...as well as the over joyous pleasure it filled him with. The warmth it had him filled with. Yes, oh god! Glorious pleasure! It was wonderful! It made him feel better. He didnt care at the moment. All that mattered was the bliss he felt.

[maddiefingmatthews]

Maddie was already in the Garden, she had been peaking at Ashton, whom was too oblivious to know she was also in the green house. She liked it here. It was warm, because that's what the flowers needed. She liked warmth. Usually you would find Maddie in the gardens or in the stables.

She was never one to be cooped up inside. She scowled, the metallic smell of blood hitting her nostrils. "Hey!" The brunette hissed, hazel eyes narrowing angrily. She seemed to jump over the table that was between them, trying to grab for the kitchen knife that was in his hand. "YOU IDIOT!"

She hissed, still trying to grab for it, not caring if she hurt the younger teenager while trying to do so. The act of cutting always angered her, ever since she finally broke her habit of doing it. Blood also made her uneasy because she had seen so many spill from her parents as she killed them, all the blood splattering onto her skin and clothing.

She screamed, quite flustered as she lashed her palm at his head, trying to pin him down.

[ashton]

Ashton had been so wrapped up in what he was doing that he hadnt noticed the other. That he hadnt noticed Maddie in the room with him till she tried to tackle him. He was still on a high, so he was still out of his mind. But the worst was being tackled. He let out the loudest scream he could muster from his small form. "RAPE RAPE!" he screamed loudly, hoping someone would hear it as he tried to fight the girl off him.

"GET OFF ME YOU PHYSCOPATH WHO THINKS THAT STUPID FUCKER FREDDY KROGER IS REAL!" he screamed loudly. He was still on a high, but he honestly couldnt register where he was. He grabbed the knife from her then made a move to stab her in the hand before grabbing a random object and smashing it into the girls head. He needed freedom. No, he needed air. He needed to breath. Needed to get free. Yes, he needed to stretch his wings and be free. He longed for that freedom. He missed it so much. Being stuck with several hundred lunatics would do that to anyone.

He made a move to kick her again, purposely digging things into the marks. The blood was freely flowing onto the ground now as he struggled still to get lose. This was becoming a hassel. Why couldn't people just leave him alone? Let him do what he wanted? Why take something away that made him happy? First he loses Celena, then his freedom, now this? Was everyone out to get him today!? When he needed someone, no one was there. When he wanted to be alone people bugged him. Was it natural human nature!?

"GET OFF ME!" he screamed loudly. He thrashed against the female. "Why can't you all leave me alone!?" he yelled louder. He was near tears. But they were from frustration.

[maddiefingmatthews]

"I'M NOT TRYING TO RAPE YOU! I'M TRYING TO STOP YOU!" She screamed, chunks of hair falling out of her pony tail in the struggle, getting within her face. "NOW GIVE ME THE FUCKING KNIFE!" She hissed, reaching for the knife once more. She sighed, feeling the handle in her hand.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" She yelled, feeling hurt by the comment. He didn't even know what she had gone threw! What had happened to her! She felt the knife leave her hand again, staring down at him with shock in disbelief, then screaming loudly as the knife cut into her hand. "GOD DAMN IT!" She screamed, recoiling.

Then the flower pot hit her over the head, sending her to cold ground for a moment, blood dripping from her skull, pooling in her eyebrow then dripping over her eye. She closed it, growling angrily. She then felt the kick to her cheek, causing her to bit threw her lip.

She screamed in agony and anger as she flew at the boy once more, still trying to free the knife from his grasp. "JUST LET GO AND STOP!" She yelled, tears now flowing down her face, mixing with the blood dripping from her forehead. She had probably over reacted when she saw the boy destroying himself, but that was one of her few triggers. At least at the start, she was trying to help the boy. Now she was just plain pissed.

"I WONT GET OFF TILL YOU STOP!" She bellowed, hair sticking too her face from the blood and sweat. "Just...STOP!" She squealed, now covered in her own blood, as well has Ashton's from his arms.