{"id":15969,"date":"2014-01-24T03:23:00","date_gmt":"2014-01-24T03:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/01\/24\/open-to-anyone-canonically-close-to-isaac-or-in\/"},"modified":"2014-01-24T03:23:00","modified_gmt":"2014-01-24T03:23:00","slug":"open-to-anyone-canonically-close-to-isaac-or-in","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/01\/24\/open-to-anyone-canonically-close-to-isaac-or-in\/","title":{"rendered":"OPEN TO ANYONE CANONICALLY CLOSE TO ISAAC [ or in the pack so Stiles and Lydia are totally fine OR OCS I’M FAMILIAR WITH or Cams or whoever really you get the gist of it]"},"content":{"rendered":"

thenameislahey<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0He\u2019s crying and he can\u2019t control it. Not anymore.<\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0You can only pen up your feelings for so long and it was a miracle that Isaac hadn\u2019t blown apart like a balloon under too much pressure. He couldn\u2019t breathe because every time he tried, his chest heaved with another sob and he felt the crushing weight of his heart. It was just so heavy, so full of pain. I had always been that way. Ever since he could remember and for the first time in his entire life,<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u2014h e \u2019 s \u00a0l e t t i n g \u00a0g o .<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Letting out all the feelings and emotions he had worked so hard to hide and hating every second of it. He was weak, vulnerable, and he never wanted anyone to see him like this \u2014 to see\u00a0himself<\/em> like this.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0He was broken and couldn\u2019t remember a moment when he wasn\u2019t. Since the moment he had been brought into this god forsaken world, he had ruined it. He lost his mother before she could hold him \u2014 he never knew a mother\u2019s warmth but at least he had his father, and Cam.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Then Cam died and his father became a monster but Isaac blamed himself for it all. It was a wonder people didn\u2019t notice. To the brunet, it seemed like guilt, sorrow, and pain radiated off him so much it was almost visible \u2014 like an aura of emotion.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0He put on a mask, put up a facade and swore to never let people into the depths of his deep and dark mind, to never burden someone else with worry over Isaac\u2019s mental health.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0But now it\u2019s crashing down around him and there\u2019s nothing he could do to stop it. He holed himself up in his room, door shut, blinds drawn to simulate the darkness he felt \u2014 he did it without even realizing it. He was hugging his knees, leaning his back against the foot of his bed.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0His phone had been ringing and he had gotten texts but he couldn\u2019t bring himself to check for any messages.\u00a0A lifetime\u2019s worth of pent up emotion tended to distract you from little things like that.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0He was so absorbed with his crying and anguish that he didn\u2019t realize someone had entered the room until they were right in front of him.<\/p>\n

His throat was raw and he couldn\u2019t speak, he just looked at them as his body was racked by another sob. He couldn\u2019t control it and now he had disappointment ready to be added to the list.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Someone was in incredible pain. It was so strong, so powerful it was almost blinding. Summer couldn\u2019t even remember how she\u2019d gotten to where she was now \u2014 there was a street, a house, stairs, a door. She pushed it open. Someone was curled up, small, they shouldn\u2019t be small, in the darkness.<\/p>\n

A step forward, another step, until she could kneel down before the person. And then the pull cleared, and she realised she was kneeling in front of Isaac. God, he looked so small and broken, turned in on himself like that.<\/p>\n

She\u2019d known \u2014 how not? \u2014 that he carried a heavy burden of shadow; that he didn\u2019t like himself. She hadn\u2019t pried. Not yet, anyway. But here, now, she had to, before he hurt himself beyond bearing.<\/p>\n

Reaching out a hand, cut to the heart by the small-child fear in his eyes, she beckoned. “Shhh. It’s okay. You’re not alone.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

thenameislahey: \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0He\u2019s crying and he can\u2019t control it. Not anymore. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0You can only pen up your feelings for so long and it was a miracle that Isaac hadn\u2019t blown apart like a balloon under too much pressure. He couldn\u2019t breathe because every time … Continue reading OPEN TO ANYONE CANONICALLY CLOSE TO ISAAC [ or in the pack so Stiles and Lydia are totally fine OR OCS I’M FAMILIAR WITH or Cams or whoever really you get the gist of it]<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,1636,575,21],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15969"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15969"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15969\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15969"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15969"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15969"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}