Innocence is just a lie.

-Emily-

The house was possibly the quietest thing ever to be endured, nobody dared to move, or speak-I found it difficult to even breath.
However, one thing we could both do was cry; as sad as that sounds it is the truth, we both needed to let it out.

Him a little more than I, as he was far more attached to the baby than me.

We had both taken to spending the night alone, both of us refusing to see the other, mostly because we couldn't look at each other without picturing what could have been.

-Skip a couple of days because I'm lazy-

The silence had completely engulfed the house now, only allowing me to escape when I went to see some friends or when Kellin had left for band practice or something else.
What shocked me the most about this whole thing was how badly he was coping, I obviously still felt the same way as him but he showed his pain more.

His eyes had bags under his reddened eyes, his skin all pale and tear stained with angry red blotches coating the ivory surface from where he had rubbed the tears away.
His clothes seemed to get more baggy as the days went by, the thought slightly worrying, going hand in hand with the bracelets coating his wrists.

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