Chemical alley 2nd Gen RP 2

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Trent: He found his mom and tugged on her shirt. "Could we go to the hospital to visit my friend?"

Mom: she yawned "Go ask you dad. He's mowing the lawn."

Ben and Joey: they were asleep on the couches in the living room

 

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Mom: she yawned "Go ask you dad. He's mowing the lawn." Ben and Joey: they were asleep on the couches in the living room

Trent: He nodded. He went outside, scared by the loud noises. "D-dad?"

 

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Trent: He nodded. He went outside, scared by the loud noises. "D-dad?"

Dad: he turned off the lawn mower "Yeah, kid?"

 

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Dad: he turned off the lawn mower "Yeah, kid?"

Trent: "Could I go to the hospital to see my friend?"

 

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Trent: "Could I go to the hospital to see my friend?"

Dad: "Did you ask your mom?"

 

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Dad: "Did you ask your mom?"

Trent: "She said to ask you."

 

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Trent: "She said to ask you."

Dad: "Okay. Let me finish up here first." He turned the lawn mower back on and finished cutting the grass

 

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Dad: "Okay. Let me finish up here first." He turned the lawn mower back on and finished cutting the grass

Trent: "Thank you." He stepped back, the lawn mower scaring him.

 

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Trent: "Thank you." He stepped back, the lawn mower scaring him.

Dad: he turned off the lawn mower "Okay let's go."

 

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Dad: he turned off the lawn mower "Okay let's go."

Trent: "O-Okay."

 

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Trent: "O-Okay."

Dad: he picked up some grass and walked into the house "Shh." He threw the grass on Ben and Joey "Let's go." He whispered to Trent

 

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Dad: he picked up some grass and walked into the house "Shh." He threw the grass on Ben and Joey "Let's go." He whispered to Trent

Trent: He smiled. "Okay." He followed his dad to the car. "My friends name is Matt. He's great."

 

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Trent: He smiled. "Okay." He followed his dad to the car. "My friends name is Matt. He's great."

Dad: "That's nice. I'm glad you have a friend."

 

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Dad: "That's nice. I'm glad you have a friend."

Trent: He giggled and blushed. "Yeah. He's in the psychiatric ward because he was bullied and tried to..." He fell quiet.

 

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Trent: He giggled and blushed. "Yeah. He's in the psychiatric ward because he was bullied and tried to..." He fell quiet.

Dad: "Tried to...?"

 

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Dad: "Tried to...?"

Trent: "He tried to do something bad to himself. Something that I tried many times when I was in that horrible basement with the gang."

 

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Trent: "He tried to do something bad to himself. Something that I tried many times when I was in that horrible basement with the gang."

Dad: he parked the car at the hospital "Trent, please don't every try to do something bad to yourself. You have so much ahead of you. If you ever need someone to talk to you can talk to me. Now go see your friend."

 

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Dad: he parked the car at the hospital "Trent, please don't every try to do something bad to yourself. You have so much ahead of you. If you ever need someone to talk to you can talk to me. Now go see your friend."

Trent: He hugged him. "It was just that the changes of me escaping were so bleak, and I was treated so horribly, and killing myself seemed so much better than this." He gestured to his wound. "Thank you dad." He got out of the car and went into the hospital, checking in to visit the psychiatric ward.

Matt: He immediately got up. "Trent!"

Trent: He smiled and blushed. "Hi."

Matt: He ran over and pulled him into a hug. "I'm so glad you came. It's really boring here."

Trent: "I wanted to see if you were okay."

Matt: "Yeah. I am. Are you okay?"

Trent: "Mhm."

Matt: "I'm glad." He smiled and rested his forehead on Trent's.

 

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Trent: "You're so nice. I don't know why you were bullied."

Matt: "Same reason you were tortured, I guess. At least you're not making fun of me."

Trent: "I'd never make fun of you. You're great," he murmured, his head rested against Matt's.

Matt: "I'm not great."

Trent: "Yeah you are." He kissed his forehead.

Matt: His face turned bright red.

Trent: "You wanna do something?"

 

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Mark: He and Trent sat down on a couch, holding hands gently. They asked each other questions and talked about themselves.

Trent: It was really great to get to know him. He was so nice, with his beautifully dark eyes and his punked out hair. He rested his head against the older boys shoulder and sighed happily. He had only met him yesterday but was so glad they were friends. He looked at his little hand intertwined with Matt's long, thin fingers. He had a friend. All of a sudden he started to cry.

Matt: He quickly pulled him into his arms. "What's wrong?"

Trent: "I have friends. I've never had friends."

Matt: He smiled and gently stroked Trent's shaggy hair. "It's okay, Trent. You do have friends." The boys small, frail structure in his long arms felt so natural, it was perfect.