Master Post of 'If I had it My Way I'd Slit Your Throat with the Knife You Left in My Back'
1. Oli watched his younger brother from the doorway.
2. He wondered why his parents bothered.
3&4. Oli spent the rest of the week in his room.
5. The house was quiet, completely quiet.
6.“Shhhh, don't worry baby,” Ian cooed at him.
7. Oli bit into his lip, tasting fresh blood.
8. The farm was empty.
9. Oli eased the back door open, it was 10am.
10. “Who the fuck just picked Tom up?”
11. “It’s bad for you,” he told Tom.
12. Awkward was just one word...
13. Of course he was pissed off...
14. Unfortunately Oli's brain seemed to catch up with the events that had just, and were at the moment, taking place...
15. The all too familiar taste of dried blood stuck to his throat, crowded his palette, and again Oli wanted to cry, his fucking nose, again!...
15. Bright light. Moving. Cold, bloody freezing actually...