into the l i g h t [OPEN]

[phoenix gabriel black]

YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE YOUR EYES

if ten million fireflies lit up
THE WORLD AS I FELL ASLEEP

IT was kind of early and yet, he couldn’t really. It was the same most nights, or morning even, spent tossing and turning, until he finally moved from the bed. Sitting himself up, he rubbed his forehead, hangover getting at him.nothing too out of the ordinary, since he liked to party, most nights of the week, well when he wasn't busy. now he was paying for it. he couldn't stay asleep though...he needed to get out for a bit. staying indoors...within the small four walls wasn't what he wanted. he hated confinement, even in the small house he had lived in for a little while now.

He stumbled up from his bed, regaining his balance, as he rooted around for his clothing. Not always easy, as he usually just threw things down in a heap. His room was always a mess, never tidy. He would never say he cared about any of that stuff, not cleaning anyway. He managed to find a shirt and jeans, which he quickly changed into before, wandering to the bathroom to wash his face, shift his fringe out of his eyes then head back out into the small kitchen to grab some water and a couple of painkillers. Downing the glass and pills quickly, he stood by the counter top, wondering what to do with his time.

Rubbing his forehead, he did second think his idea too go out. Maybe..it wasn't sure a good idea? Nether less, he was dressed now..and rather bored to be honest. And it was far too early to try the 'drinking more alcohol to get rid of the hangover' trick. Or something he liked to call simply, get more drunk. he probably drank more than he should..but he was at least trying to cut down, like with the drugs, that had stopped completely and had done for almost a year now, ever since that night. that he hadn't liked to talk about since. no one knew, well apart from that one person. and he was going to keep it to just that because honestly, he didn't need to go back down that back, did he?


biting his lip, he knew he shouldn't of even thought about it...but his hand went to trace the cars on his right wrist anyway. he slammed down the glass hard on the counter top, urging himself away from any flashbacks. He had to get out...without hesitation, he soon headed out the door, slamming it shut, taking his keys with him. A walk would do him good, so he reckoned.

not that he had idea where to go. sighing, he did wander around for about an hour, before he ended up circling the town, once or twice. it was obvious that he was bored. trying to distract himself too...Sighing he found himself drifting from there...and ending up in the forest, He often found himself there, just aimlessly walking around. He probably looked like a weirdo, but nether less, he didn't seem to care what anyone else thought of him.

he had drifted quite far in..settling down one of the hidden paths until he found a bit of a clearing and sat himself down. he sighed as he knelt down, leaning against the only tree in the clearing

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status: complete
tagged: open
words: 500+
outfit: POLYVORE, BBY.
notes: n/a
lyrics: FIREFLIES, OWL CITY
credit: TEMPLATE BY SHAZI ?! AT CAUTION 2.0