Distance.
"Everything is messed up."
Aside from the City hustle. There's an another tiny world of someone.
Outside of the street lights, there are many houses that can't be lit up.
Far from this urban area, a broken home in a small town.
A crunchy, thick voice from a thristy throat could be heard.
A thin yet devoured in darkness figure is rasping his hand at the scratched walls.
. . .
I Love You Mom, love you.
Smiling like a maniac, his deep scoffs is gurgling in that closed room.
He's continuously rubbing his bleed thumb at the corner of the wall while blood is oozing out from his skin.
Darius Riccitiello
Hahaha... Mom, see I'm drawing something for you.
Darius, from head to toe covered from scratches made by his own big nails. He's looking like a lion is groaning in pain, his dark black hair are enough to cover his hollow deep eyes with pitched black circles.
Chapped lips that he keeps peeling off that is spreading statistically along with his sharp jaws. Shirtless, showing up the scars that are clearly dancing at his abs with perfect slender legs.
He's one of the god's creation with dangerous chemicals running through his every vein.
Darius Riccitiello
(slits wrist) Mom... Y'know, he visited again, even though I told him not to.
Darius Riccitiello
(scratches something on wall with the blood)
He's keep splitting his wrist like cutting off vegetables and using the blood to splattered on the wall alongside.
Darius Riccitiello
He's always... (eek) don't listen to me.
slitting from the same spot again and again made that place dry and only his flesh is visible.
Darius Riccitiello
Argh! no more colour. (groans)
Darius Riccitiello
...Mom, he hurt your son..mhm... (makes a long cut at the arm's vein)
Darius Riccitiello
(smiles)
Darius Riccitiello
He snatched all of your pictures from me. I hate him. (furious)
Darius Riccitiello
He even told me that he'll apart us. (frowns)
Darius Riccitiello
I don't want to go away from you... Never.
His eyes are stuck at the wall while his calm yet mischievous smile appearing like an excited toddler.
Darius Riccitiello
...Hah! Mom...!!
There was no one, only his deep breaths are colliding against the wall expect there's also a light box of ashes in front of that beast that he's adoring.
. . .
Fúcking down your guts.
. . .
Ugh! I'm done watching your ugly face over something worthless.
Darius Riccitiello
Don't talk bad about my mom or else...
Darius Riccitiello
(clenches fist)
Darius eyes are only at the normal speed of a table fan front of him, while he curled up himself putting both hands on his knees.
He's not mentally and physically well since his mom passed away.
. . .
What? What'll you do? (grits teeth)
Darius Riccitiello
Please, don't (furious)
Darius knows well that he can't go against him. No matter what he does, that unknown person is much more dangerous than him but, Darius has some guts to always mess up with him.
. . .
She's a fúcking evil, who was eating us alive.
. . .
She was just putting on mask of kindness, you don't fúcking know her real personality.
. . .
A bitch, who can't be someone's truly.
Darius Riccitiello
(clenches jaws)
. . .
I've tried many times to get her truth in front of you but every time she buttered it up all.
His blood is boiling up because he can tolerate all but he can't be quite after hearing a single shít about his mom.
. . .
SHE DESERVED TO DIE, SHE FUCKING DESERVED.
Darius Riccitiello
ENOUGH!!
Darius Riccitiello
..Mhm..Hugh!
Darius Riccitiello
(goes straight up to holds his neck and clenches onto it)
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