weldherwings
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joshua jones
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Mood what happened to being quiet, hey?
Location Hospital
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Listening and watching Graham with concern, Joshua listened intensely to what the man was saying. As he mentioned how Abby looked tense and anxious, he couldn’t help but turn that empathetic gaze from the male to the girl sitting on the bed next to him. She was looking a bit on edge, but then again, who wouldn’t being in a place like this? And when Graham brought his attention to him by gesturing, Joshua could feel himself tense up once more. He made sure he was standing straight, his arms were tightly crossed (like a good little schoolboy), and his eyes widened slightly as he turned his attention back to the man.
Uncomfortable… nervous… fear… Determination… Resignment.
Oh yeah, they were all there. There was no denying it. But it had all been sourced by the thought of Graham not liking him. Well, also partly sourced by the thought of his parents finding out what he had done, tracking him down and taking him out of school or something. The mere thought of his father’s disappointed brow and his mother’s heartbroken eyes were enough to make him want to drop everything and run back to the school to pretend none of this ever happened. But he had made his decision, and he was here. He was going to stay here too.
After a moment of silence, Graham’s words lingering heavily on their hearts and in their minds, Abigail spoke up; she began to speak about the star gazing they had done together (and if we were being quite honest, a green little man inside of Joshua was growing in size from the jealousy - when had they gone?). But she continued to speak about how Graham had inspired her during that time. How she admired his knowledge of space. As she continued to speak, Joshua could feel something boiling in the pit of his stomach. Words swirling around in the back of his mind, wanting to escape to explain his true thoughts and feelings. But was this the right time? Was it even the right thing to say?
As Abagail finished speaking, there was a brief silence. No, you don’t need to say anything Joshua thought to himself as he examined the atmosphere of the room. Things will be okay if you don’t say anything. You don’t need to say anything.
“I… uh…”
Why didn’t his mouth listen to his brain?
He could feel the heat radiating in his cheeks, spreading to his ears as his heart thumped violently in his chest. Shyly, he uncrossed his arms and began to sign as he spoke; his signs were both small and lacking confidence, like his words as he spoke. “I was… I mean… I thought it was cool… What you did at the Kingdom Hall…” he paused for a moment, trying to gather all the words he wanted to say and attempting to find a way to gather them into a sentence. There were so many thoughts and feelings running rampage in his brain that he didn’t know where to start. It was almost as if his mind had been a container filled with water, on the verge of bursting, and someone had finally created a hole for the water to escape. “The way you stood up for Max with just… such confidence. I don’t… I don’t think I could’ve ever done that. I don’t think I ever could, to be honest.” He turned to Max, offering an apologetic gaze before returning back to look at Graham “I find that confidence really admirable… Something I wish I could really have.”
Uncomfortable… nervous… fear… Determination… Resignment.
Oh yeah, they were all there. There was no denying it. But it had all been sourced by the thought of Graham not liking him. Well, also partly sourced by the thought of his parents finding out what he had done, tracking him down and taking him out of school or something. The mere thought of his father’s disappointed brow and his mother’s heartbroken eyes were enough to make him want to drop everything and run back to the school to pretend none of this ever happened. But he had made his decision, and he was here. He was going to stay here too.
After a moment of silence, Graham’s words lingering heavily on their hearts and in their minds, Abigail spoke up; she began to speak about the star gazing they had done together (
As Abagail finished speaking, there was a brief silence. No, you don’t need to say anything Joshua thought to himself as he examined the atmosphere of the room. Things will be okay if you don’t say anything. You don’t need to say anything.
“I… uh…”
Why didn’t his mouth listen to his brain?
He could feel the heat radiating in his cheeks, spreading to his ears as his heart thumped violently in his chest. Shyly, he uncrossed his arms and began to sign as he spoke; his signs were both small and lacking confidence, like his words as he spoke. “I was… I mean… I thought it was cool… What you did at the Kingdom Hall…” he paused for a moment, trying to gather all the words he wanted to say and attempting to find a way to gather them into a sentence. There were so many thoughts and feelings running rampage in his brain that he didn’t know where to start. It was almost as if his mind had been a container filled with water, on the verge of bursting, and someone had finally created a hole for the water to escape. “The way you stood up for Max with just… such confidence. I don’t… I don’t think I could’ve ever done that. I don’t think I ever could, to be honest.” He turned to Max, offering an apologetic gaze before returning back to look at Graham “I find that confidence really admirable… Something I wish I could really have.”
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