we adopted the little boy his name was drake he had a beautiful shade of black hair and he seemed to wear alot of black. i was laying in my bed i couldnt move and i needed to pee.
"um ryan can u uh help me go pee?"
ryan laughed and came and picked me up. he sat me on the toliet after he helped me with ma clothes.
"weres drake?"
"with ivy"
*2 months later*
i had gotten all my casts off. the doc said i needed to run. so me and drake decided to take a nice run.
"so drake since we never really got to talk and ur my son can u tell me about you?"
"sure. first off im really srry that my parents did that 2 you i had no idea what was happening"
"awww sweeety its no probs"
"second my fav color is black"
"mine to i feel safe when i wear it"
"same here"
"i cut myself i have commited suicde 5 times and i love black and i love my 2 kids i love ryan and ivy and nathan. srry just thought i should tell you about myself"
"oh wow same. i hvae grown to love them all they are such wonderful people"
"awww and your emo?"
"yes srry i didnt tell you"
i stopped and pulled him into a hug.
"kid it isnt worth it just stop cutting and ur life will be easier"
"ive tryed im already addicted to the feel"
"would you go to thearpy?"
"yes i would"
"ok i will get u an appointment"
