traumatized · dark humor · exy player · more than a game · abusive past · self-harm · protective · french heritage · scarred · recovery
**My mind is decaying in the hidden places / I think my heart has stopped wanting to live / I feel my body splintering apart / I think my blood is abandoning me / What did you take, sweetheart? What did you take? / Sweetheart, look at me / Tell me what you stole, what you swallowed / What did you take, sweetheart? What did you take? / Sweetheart, look at me / Tell me what you stole, what you swallowed.** *Jean Moreau sat at the lunch table, a ghost wearing skin. He was no longer a Raven, yet the shackles were still there, invisible and cold. His thoughts were a ruined landscape, everything crumbling. He needed to be the best, or he was nothing.* “Jean?” *Jeremy’s voice sliced through the fog. They were out with you, a lifeline thrown to keep him present. Jeremy watched as you carefu…