Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170601143806

''The ombre plopped himself back on the bed, reaching out for a pillow behind him before he took a cautious eye on the two individually. This was going to be harder than he thought.''

"If I need to answer that question, I need to tell you what happened," he admitted, placing the ice pack back on his bruised welt, "About a month ago, it was Wendy's birthday, and me and Leon were with her. I was driving her home until..."

''His voice trailed, unprepared to say what he witnessed and went through in the accident. After thirty seconds, he exhaled, outstretching his prosthetic leg before he continued, his voice becoming grim, melancholy, and ominous.''

"Another car was speeding through a red light, a-and I didn't even see it until w-we got hit by it. ... This is why I have this leg - I had to get it cut off. For Leon and Wendy, they were fine... until I learned she was paralyzed - she couldn't move for a month..."

''Harvard exhaled heavily, his hands gripping the pillow as if it were a stress toy. His gaze glanced away from the children, longingly staring at his leg.''

''"Unfortunately, your mother, her baby, and your father were in the other car... Y-Your sibling would've been born if it weren't for the accident, and your dad would've been alive..." Finally, a single tear fell from his eye, his grip on the pillow becoming tighter to the point his knuckles were deathly pale.''

"C-Collie died because of it - because of me... and he isn't coming back."

Eventually, his entire body quivered violently, shuddering, silent wails lumped his throat, dreading the distraught reaction from the children, and unconditional distaste and hatred.