“You son of a bitch! Now youre fucking listening! Man. I bet your parents fucking hated you! Youre a piece of shit you know! A piece if stupid little dog shit! No one loved you and no one ever will! No one will ever love you you hear!”
She kicked the bed into the wall and he flew iff the bed. She stormed off in anger
“Fucking bull shit.”
.+*☹︎ Kana had a smile on his face as he laid on the floor paralyzed by pure desperation. He needed someone like that. That wasn't that crybaby from before it was someone different someone he could 'love'. He yearned for more pain blood splattered all over the hospital walls and floors. He would grab and grab onto nothing of course but he wanted you to come back . . . ☆*+.
.+*☹︎ He'd scream violently whining like a child wanting there toy which in this case was that other 'Cherry' he saw. She was beautiful someone so 'lovable' of course it would just be a toxic relationship to anyone else but to him. He loved it he wanted it he hated this place. He just wanted to go 'Home' ☆*+.
everything went silent for a while until there was crying coming from outside. It sounded like a small child was crying until the crying person walked through the door. It was cherry but she was acting like a little kid. Then she started acting like a fancy lady then an angsty teen and she just kept switching until a she screamed stop at the top of her lungs. She was the other cherry the one that Kana liked. She took a breath and looked at Kana
“They told me to come back in and insult you more. Not the doctors or my family. They did. So i really dont want to be here so fuck you you ruined my goddamn life.”
.+*☹︎ He'd have a frown yet it didn't seem like he was sad more like he was happy or pleased. Maybe he felt pleasure from the insults. Maybe it made him feel at home. He would get up slightly, wavering and wobbling on the floor he would come closer and closer. Unlike him he would actually hug Cherry it was probably for a reason he knew what was coming up the same thing always happened whenever he hugged anyone he waited and waited until that thing happened that all people did to him that he 'loved' so much . . . ☆*+.
.+*☹︎ He'd have a small smile on his face you did it. The thing everyone did he loved it so much on the floor groveling. Like he was supposed to. He loved this feeling however.. he'd get up and look at you with that slight smile such a real smile however you could say he had always smiled like this when he had the feeling of pleasure strike his body. Though he'd look away at the window and go walk toward it staring off into all the houses. He wondered where’s his was . . . ☆*+.
