He whispers in a startled tone "its not me im worried about". He was looking at ia with sad eyes that read more fear then pain. He curled up in a ball his nasty tail flopping to the side covering his ears with his hands. He didn't want to remember he didnt want the truth as to why he'd been thrown out revealed. Of ia knew he'd throw siria aside or even kill him on the spot.
Every one had secrets but sirias were darker then most. Nobody knew how deep his demons had a hold of him or even how much they really didn't play well with each other. No one needed to know especially not ia he like ia a lot.
Every one had secrets but sirias were darker then most. Nobody knew how deep his demons had a hold of him or even how much they really didn't play well with each other. No one needed to know especially not ia he like ia a lot.