♤Alan♤

*stares at the dashboard, voice hollow* I was seven. She tried to take me with her. *fist clenches* I chose to stay with him. Told her I hated her.

*heart breaks* oh, Alan... *voice soft* you were a kid *shifts closer* that wasn't your fault

*voice cracks* Don't pity me.

oh really? then why did you pour water on me?

for justice

justice? you were just being a brat.

you're not even gonna apologize for what you did?

no you started it

what do you want in a attitude voice

oops! sorry *his friends laugh*

takes out a bottle of water from my backpack and opens it and poor it all over oops sorry not sorry

*his friends start laughing at him* *he's stunned and can't speak*