04/23/2015 20:10

"There is something wrong with that kid." 

"What do you mean?" 

"He seems fruity." 

Nodding and looking away. Silence. Words, that should have been said. Saying that he has nothing wrong. The "something wrong" is in your head. It burns my throat to say something. Silence. The quiet is loud to me and he isn't even noticing. Words should have filled the air with defiance but instead... Silence.