Disci: Hehe. Im…kind of back? In a way. Well I wrote a…angsty chappy but two people have now asked me to hurry with one. So, im proud to present the next chapter of Broken Reflections. Now watch and read as the story winds on through truth and …blah blah, blah.

_Pain_

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough

Eragon sat in his room; albeit it a bit awkwardly as his hip was scratched up to his chest…and his back was complaining heavily. His Father had inflicted wounds once again…it seemed he only gained pain but no love, he briefly wondered if something may have caused him to appear this way…grumpy and aggressive.

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

The light outside his room blinked on as the floor boards creaked. He watched anxiously from the window sill as the man wondered into the bathroom. Drunk again? Eragon mused, there was a toilet downstairs…the one he himself was to use but for some reason his father was taking it on himself to show the toilet what he had just eaten…and drunk. Mind

you…that`s quite a bit.

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand

He stilled as the footsteps retired down the stairway, watching the door like a paranoid rabbit. Oh how he wished he would stop doing that, jumping and fretting like some hunted rabbit. He then rolled his shoulders as the footsteps died away with the man`s internal cursing.

Eragon looked back out his attic window. If this was a horrible, dank room then Eragon wished all room like his own, the room itself was small but it was better than…than the basement. Gulping he wiped his eyes as memories of that tiny, tiny, dark room came to his mind`s eye. He had begun to shake visibly.

Oh god I wish Murtaugh was here.

This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand

"Not alone, never alone…." He mumbled to himself as he tried not to think about how sick he was of feeling lonely, alone and numb. Nothing worked for him, happiness was never found he was just that person who…no one seemed to understand, work out…care about?

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Eragon growled from under his breath as he felt the same numbness filter through his body again, no doubt if he looked in the mirror his eyes would have glazed over as if he were dead; just an empty carcass…nothing to live for, nothing to die for. He felt like he was in limbo. Going nowhere yet not staying either.

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

He closed his eyes, hating when they did that and preferred to just lean on the scratch mark that ran from his right hip to his lower rib. He had cleaned it the best he could but he was so tired; tired of feeling numb and scared but afraid of becoming angry and blood driven. He didn`t want to become like his father but neither did he want to let this carry on.

Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand

Eragon held his head in his hands, screaming silently as thoughts screamed at him; wishing to be heard and said aloud, actions to be done or courage to leave this whole nightmare behind. IT was too much…too much!

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough

He bit his lip trying to think of a release as beads of blood started to drop down his side from the movement he was making. Then he gasped, sitting up. He could be happy. Oh he could but….but Murtaugh would have to agree.

Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Scum…who would look after you? The thought of your name brings fear to everyone. You're so selfish…

"But Murtaugh different…he likes me"

Pain, without love

Now you're a fag as well. See. Your dirt…in fact you're nothing, I would disown you but I feel in my heart that you just need to be taught a lesson.

"No…no I..I"

Pain, I can't get enough

So you are disrespecting my thoughts, my views and my own offer to help your little piteous soul. Why you're nothing but shit; why I should help something as lowly as you. You obviously have no manners.

"I do…I know I do…!"

Pain, I like it rough

I can`t believe your mother kept you all those years…but then again. She feared you…you would just hurt her if she left you. Then you really did kill her…

"I…didn`t"

You're no son of mine…Your no son of anyone.

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
Rather feel pain

"nobody`s son…" Eragon was cradling himself as he rocked against the wall, closing his eyes in desperation to forget the nasty comments. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he sought for a release…anything!

I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you're wounded

Then as he opened his eyes to stare out at the stars he caught site of some paper.

You know (You know you know you know you know)
That I'm here to save you

Lyrics

Eragon`s tears simmered down to hiccups as he crawled forwards and took the paper and sat at his desk which was the other side of the room, his back to the door.

You know (You know you know you know you know)
I'm always here for you

Scream

I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you'll thank me later

louder

His hand flew across the page in a mad haze as he tried to get out all his pain, madness and anger out on this single piece of paper. And slowly…it turned into a song. Which would turn into a band?

~Music SCREAMS the words were too SCARED to say.~

He grinned as he wrote the last line, then pushing the paper up to the light of the moon he read over it.

Pain, without love

Murtaugh can join.

Pain, can't get enough

And for some reason, Eragon trusted that. He knew that Murtaugh would never leave him in fact. He was becoming quite attached to the mysterious elder but he didn`t care.

Pain, I like it rough

Fuck society as far as he cared.

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough

Laying back in his hammock Eragon let it swing soothingly as his thoughts swam towards the male. His stomach seemed to swirl with happiness and his cheeks felt hot…but did he feel the same back, or would he have to distance himself.

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough

Yet again?

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain

--I left it…not on a cliffy but letting you know…if you can connecting things, about what is to happen in the…near future. …Review :P

This is Smidge : OVER AND OUT!

Todays Morale:

Music SCREAMS the words were too SCARED to say.