No Name ATM

This was written as a sorry for being so rubbish at updating, my friend (Adam(he’s gonna kill me for this) Blocky) chose the words and he helped write part of this so credit to him, I picked the song and made a one shot around the words. Everything is owned by the respective owners and is not mine; D <3 xx

This is mostly due to his help that my writers block went out the window so we all love him… This is an experiment and if you hate it, do tell :D I’ll let you get on with reading and will inform you that I will update my stories every Sunday and Thursday 

Song: Perfect Weapon

Words: Violent, Anger and Ecstasy.

 

Awake at night you focus on everyone who’s hurt you.

 And write a list of targets your violent lack of virtue.

 

He was probably always violent but we didn’t look close enough to see or maybe he was just violent around those people who made him that way. When you’re growing up different people have different effects on you, your mother is supposed to be the one to care for you and save you. Your father is supposed to protect you from what is in the world around you. Siblings are supposed to hate you but love you all the same, do anything for you in the time of need but leave in those not necessary.

It changes your perspective on life when your mother shuts you out and walks away, when your father is the one who you need to be protected from and when your siblings would rather walk away and let you take it than step in and save you, being years older, stronger, bigger they could have saved you from this pain and you both know it.

LEAVE US ALONE!

YOU’RE ON YOUR OWN!

They shunned him out of their protective circle; they made him take it all by himself. He was 12! He took it and they didn’t try to help, no one helped or noticed or saw or maybe they didn’t notice? Maybe he never left enough signs. Maybe if he tried to get help someone would have and he didn’t. These are all maybe’s but maybe’s aren’t enough.

He ended up in a dead end town, living for the oblivion that only alcohol could provide. Maybe he shouldn’t have been drinking it, maybe he should have cared but the blackness was clouding in around him.

We are breathing while you’re sleeping go and leave us alone.

The liars cheating our hearts beating and now you’re on your own.

 

I guess the anger got the better of him, it just built up and built up until he exploded, he became this big ball of anger and hurt. He became violent, the thing he promised himself he would never be, his Father, he had the alcohol and the anger, and there was his father in the making. It got to him one day and his fire burnt away. He didn’t want to be this. That’s when he was saved.

He needed a new outlet so he began to sing his emotions away. He began to put his life together one piece at a time, the alcohol lay unopened on the side and the anger faded into the back of his mind, forgotten, but not gone. He opened his eyes to a new world, a world that he never knew existed, one above the pain and hatred.

Here’s to the perfect weapon crack bones with blind aggression.

Like birds whose wings are broken you live without direction.

He began gaining confidence, that which had been shot down by his family. He began to hope and pray for a better life, one without the endless cycle of find a job, being fired. Rinse and repeat, trapped in society’s brutal machine. For once in his life his prayers were answered, his life began to look up; he found a job as a cleaner in the local studio.

That’s when things took a downward turn again and he began to fall back into the abyss that he had crawled from. Maybe he was not destined for great things; maybe he should’ve just let the drink take him. He wasn’t supposed to be here, not in this world, the world that was slowly destroying him.

LEAVE US ALONE!

YOU’RE ON YOUR OWN!

He was stuck like this for years, becoming number with every passing second. It left him a haunted shadow of what he could have been.  He was reaching his breaking point, his life hanging in the balance, standing on the edge of a void, gazing down into the hungry maw.

As he stood there, a hand pulled him back, his reverie broken, he turned to see who had saved him. One of the many figures he had been running from stood there with tears streaming down her face, she realised her mistake, maybe it was too late but she was determined to fix him the way she needed to be. When he gazed into his mothers eyes and saw a shadow of her former self he decided maybe he owed her the help she needed. She had been broken by the man they had both grown to despise.

We are breathing while you’re sleeping go and leave us alone.

The liars cheating our hearts beating and now you’re on your own.

When they jumped from the burning building they fell together and clung to each other, refusing to be pulled back into the flames. This time they had someone to save them and they climbed through the wreckage to a place far above where they had previously resided.

He changed his perspective on life so much to realise that maybe if he was nice to people, they would be nice back and he began to be noticed by people, people important and higher than him, people with a great prospect in life, the prospect of fame and a life he could only dream of.

AND NOW YOU’RE ON YOUR OWN!

GO AND LEAVE US ALONE!

All it took was two words for him to start his climb to the clouds, above everything he ever was and hoped to be. He met four people. Four people who changed his life and helped him in his search for happiness.

‘I love you’ Those few choice words from the people he cared about were enough to send him soaring into the place he was happiest, the one place he would never leave, people threatened to break down the doors to no avail and finally he was in ecstasy.

We are breathing while you’re sleeping go and leave us alone.

The liars cheating our hearts beating and now you’re on your own.

Now know his story right? Yet you still don’t know his name. Tom Parker, the man to take the world in his stride, the man pushed down by society only to come bouncing back up. My hero, your hero.

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Anonymous asked: You used to update everyday, whats happened? :(

have you really been reading this that long? wow. And erm, life and my mum happened? sorry :/ 

AHHHHHHHHH

I’m really, really really really sorry!! I was trying my hardest to write but everything that came out sounded like a two year olds work ): I will try again after work tomorrow!!!! SORRY :’( (I feeel really bad and would do anything to mak it up to you!!!!) xx

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Anonymous asked: part 15 was awesome ;D xx

thankyou!!! ;D (OMG someone else uses that face!!) xx

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Anonymous asked: This update on "That's it" was really good ! Nice Jaythan moment ;) x

thankyou!!!!!! ;) x

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Anonymous asked: im literally obsessed with thats it. its really unhealthy.... your a great writer though! cant wait for the next part! xx

sorry for being unhealthy :L and thankyou! xx

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Anonymous asked: I absolutely adore both fanfics! Update them soon please!xxx

why thankyou! Will do, sorry I’m a fail :3 xxx

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beccaclouston asked: Update please! :) <3 xxx

Of course :) soooo sorry for the wait!! <3 xxx

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Anonymous asked: da fuq? Where you at bro!?

I was at work or sleeping? :3 

Just went to see this with the random stranger sat next to me… ^^^^ AWESOME FILM ;D <3 xxx

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That’s It Part 15

Tom’s P.O.V

Thousands of thoughts ran through my mind and I tried to pick one but I couldn’t. I saw red. Nathan, bruised and bloody ran through my mind, fire igniting in my eyes.

“How could you do that to someone so, so” I tried to finish my sentence but he finished it for me. “Weak?” He asked. I went to punch him but Siva had already got to him, Siva the one person who is sweet and kind. “In no way is he weak, he put up with you for however long and didn’t tell us for whatever reason so don’t you even dare call him weak!” I screamed at him.

It was too late to stop the fire running through my veins; I attacked him, pouncing on him with all my strength.

Nathan’s P.O.V

I began to try and sit up when a pain seared through my right wrist. I frowned trying to remember what happened when the thoughts ran through my mind, Damien, Jay, Siva, Max, Tom and doctors, lots of them. “Someone please?” I muttered to myself fearing being alone.

Someone entered the room again and I looked at them, squinting through the dark to see who it was. Jay’s face came into view and I lifted my arms off the bed, ignoring my wrist. I just wanted to be close to someone. He ran over to me and slipped onto the bed, wrapping his arms around me as I cried silently into his T-Shirt. He was getting a wet shirt and he knew it but he didn’t’ care.

I could feel my vision getting blurry and I tried to fight it but he began to sway me and sing softly. “I’ll be your strength…” I let my vision fade to black with those last words.

Jay’s P.O.V

I felt him get heavy in my arms and attempted to climb off the bed to go and see how the others were doing but every time I made a move to leave the bed he tightened his grip around me, unconsciously. Eventually I gave up and lay back against the pillows, watching the door and waiting impatiently for them to return.

I was staring at the same spot on the wall when I heard Tom’s loud laugh echoing around the hospital walls and the door swung open. He fell silent at seeing Nathan sleeping. Max raised an eyebrow and I smiled attempting to get out of bed and showing them the way his arms tightened. “What happened?” I asked carefully, not wanting to wake Nath, he looked somewhat peaceful.

They all took their respective places around the bed again and Tom grinned, looking pleased with himself. “Let’s just say if he’s in prison, he won’t be doing much terrorizing…” He winked at me. I grinned back but it dropped when I realized he said if not when. “Why if?” I asked, his smile dropped and he looked to Siva for help. “Well, Damien can’t be charged until Nath makes a statement and appears in court…” I sighed, knowing Nathan was nowhere near strong enough to be able to do any of those things for a while.

Max’s P.O.V

I could see Jay thinking things over in his head and figured that we would all need something to eat so grabbed Tom’s hood and pulled him out of the room with me. “Oi! Get off me” He laughed. I smiled back and lead him down to the café, silence hanging over us though it wasn’t awkward. “What are we going to do?” He asked quietly. I pulled my lips into a thin line and wondered whilst buying everyone a sandwich except Nath who was on a drip.

Siva’s P.O.V

Max and Tom appeared back with the food right at the moment Nath woke up. He glanced around at us before smiling, genuinely. I grinned back at him when he caught my eye. “So, what’s been going on?” He asked slowly. I opened my mouth to explain when a doctor came in; informing him of the instant need to give him a check up and change hi drip. We nodded and moved to the edge of the room to give him room to work on Nathan.

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Oh my actual gosh, this has gone on a lot longer than expected, how many people still read this though? <3 xxx

s-onrisa:

p-our:

splash-of-citrus:

i-hold-the-world:

pinkyprom1se:

The parents who took this picture are the most open minded people alive. I think this is the best photograph I’ve seen on Tumblr in my entire time of being here. I see no problem with it at all. I love this picture. I should make it my icon. So fuck you if you hate instead of love.
ive reblogged this photo so many times, i love it
this is beautiful.
everytime i see this i’ll reblog it without fail.
This is so beautiful. I really want to meet their parents. I’m reblogging this the second time in a day, this is the best thing I’ve seen on here. :’)
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s-onrisa:

p-our:

splash-of-citrus:

i-hold-the-world:

pinkyprom1se:

The parents who took this picture are the most open minded people alive. I think this is the best photograph I’ve seen on Tumblr in my entire time of being here. I see no problem with it at all. I love this picture. I should make it my icon. So fuck you if you hate instead of love.

ive reblogged this photo so many times, i love it

this is beautiful.

everytime i see this i’ll reblog it without fail.

This is so beautiful. I really want to meet their parents. I’m reblogging this the second time in a day, this is the best thing I’ve seen on here. :’)

This is the best picture, ever. :D

favourite picture on tumblr. they’re so adorable and this makes me so happy! gahhh

aww omg(‘:

this is what people should be reblogging. 

awwwww ! omgg, this is beautiful. 

i love this more than words can express

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bxbyi asked: K you like really need to update That's It girl! I've said this before and I'll say it again, it's amazing :) xxx

I have done, thankyou so much for being AN AMAZING PERSON I’m sorry I suck but GCSE drama realllllyyyyy takes over your life… BTW EVERYONE THIS PERSON ABSOLUTELY RULES, go read her writing if you haven’t already… ;L  xxx

That’s It Part 14

Siva’s P.O.V

I was scared, no scared was an understatement, what if Nathan never started to recognize me? What if? I shook my head. What ifs never fix anything. I need to be strong. They need me. I turned to see Jay looking at me; he could always tell when something was wrong. I smiled at him, forcing it.

“I wish I could go back and change this.” Jay said, shocking us all out of our silent states. I frowned at his words. “We can’t, we can’t change the past, we just need to try and fix the future. Fix Nathan.” Tom muttered. I gaped at him, amazed at the serious words spilling from his mouth.

The silence that fell on us was comfortable, no awkwardness, just mutual thinking. I slowly started to drift to sleep, the steadiness of Nathan’s breathing and repetitiveness of the machines attached to him bleeping lulled me into a steady, peaceful sleep.

Max’s P.O.V

I couldn’t sleep, too busy worrying about Nathan. I glanced around me at everyone sleeping; Tom was curled in a little ball on his chair, Siva and Jay were sat on one chair with their legs on the other persons. I was sat upright staring at Nathan’s sleeping face.

I felt my eyes starting to drop and I gladly let the blackness take me.

Jay’s P.O.V

I could see Nathan running, from what I don’t know. I tried to catch up with him to find out but every time I got close he would run further away from me. He kept running, from me. Why? I stopped running and watched him running away from me when I felt something brush my leg. I looked down to see what it was but felt my face hit something hard.

I jolted upright when I realized my face had hit a chair. I glanced around to see what had hit my leg when I noticed a very tall man stood in front of me. Damien.

Tom’s P.O.V

I felt someone throw something at my face and got up, ready to have a go at them when I noticed who was stood in front of me, staring at Nathan. Damien. I shot off my chair, my back cracking with the sudden movement, waking Siva and Max in the process. Somehow Nathan managed to stay asleep throughout the whole thing.

I didn’t even waste a second before launching myself at him, effectively pushing him out of the room. Everyone following.

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Anonymous asked: Chapter 14?? I am missing something? xD And that oneshot was great :D, it'd be awesome f you based a whole story on something like that :) xx

I don’t think so :L my brain is muddled, thankyou!! :D I actually did write quite a lot of one like that oneshot but am going to finish my other two first and who knows what will happen then… ;D <3 xx