Seth
["You will never be good enough boy, if I can even call you that? Perhaps the hospital gave us the wrong baby by mistake!" ]

I sunk into my fresh sheets, just letting the smell of washing detergent fill my nose instantly soothing me. My eyes fall onto the vase of pink roses by the window, the previous owner left them here as I moving in present which I thought was really sweet. My mind flashes back to that girl, although she was kinda scary there was some intriguing about her, something I connected to her with but I don't know what? She didn't judge my pink shirt, or my baby blue jeans like most would, she just talked to me about tattoos and offered me one, so thats something I suppose.

I finally come to the conclusion that I'm not going to fall asleep tonight, so my mind becomes focused on my box. I swing my legs over the bed and I lower myself onto the floor, tugging a plush blanket over my shoulders to keep me warm. I begin unpacking it again, until I reach the final little box inside. I very carefully lift the fancy embroidered box out of the cardboard one, I delicately take the lid off the box and my heart is almost broken at the sight. A flower crown my mother made for me, a flower crown I've managed to preserve for years now in tatters in my box, the petals all dead and the twigs woven in to hold it together snapped. It looks as though someone has put it through a shredder, along with my heart.

If this was just any flower crown it would be okay, but it's not just a flower crown. Unable to hold my sobs back, I let them free, my shaky hands dropping the box to the floor. Photos spilled out all across my floor and It felt like I couldn't breathe, I screwed my eyes shut as I tried to think of anything other than the flower crown but I couldn't. Gasping for air as I reached out for the precious flower crown, I clutched it in my hands bringing it close to my heart. "I'm sorry...I promised I'd look after this, like I promised I'd look after you and I couldn't even do that..."

Roman burst through my door, panic flooding his face as he saw the state I was in. "God Seth, what happened?" He fell down onto his knees, beginning to pick up the photos. "It's ruined." He looked up at me and I saw the hurt flash across his face as he saw the flower crown destroyed in my hands. "Seth..." I spotted the blonde girl in the doorframe, a pitiful look across her face. "I'm Charlotte, hope you don't mind me being here. I'll go if you don't feel comfortable." She stepped into the room, the light illuminating her beauty. "No, you can stay...but thank you for asking..." Roman placed the photos back into the box, wrapping his arms tightly around me after he did so. "Just try and get some rest, you look exhausted." I nodded, still with a steady stream of tears running down my face I climbed into bed. Feeling like a child as Roman went around my room switching all my lights off, before making his way to the main light. "If you need me I'm only in the other room. Sweet dreams." He switched the big light off before shutting the door, leaving me in darkness and the sound of my own silent sobs.

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I woke up with a slight headache, probably from all the crying. My room is still dark but the light is trying to shine it's way through my curtains, so I gently pull them open revealing the pretty flowers sitting on my windowsill, replacing my frown with a grin. I lean down and take a deep breath, taking in their beautiful scent, I love flowers; I always have, they've always been something I take comfort in.

There was a soft knock at my door, so I stopped admiring the flowers to open my bedroom door. I expected to see Roman but I was surprised to see the blonde girl again. "Sorry to intrude, I was just wondering what breakfast Roman likes- woah! Those pink roses are gorgeous!" She looked over my shoulder at the roses and I just nodded. "Yeah, they really are!" I ran over to the vase, retrieving the prettiest rose. "His favourite breakfast is jam on toast, with a cuppa but I thought you could put the rose on it too!" Her eyes brightened at the idea. "Sounds like a plan!"

I helped her to make breakfast for Roman before heading out for a walk, I needed to clear my head with some fresh air and I needed five minutes to myself. I spot a park bench in an enclosed area so I make my way over, I accidentally stand onto a daffodil and I can already feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I sit down on the bench and I pick up my phone, dialling my mothers number. "Hiya! I'm not at my phone right now, but I hope whoever you are that you have a lovely day! Oh and leave a message and I'll get back to you...bye!" I sigh to myself, taking the phone away from my ear as I let my tears free fall down my face. Its been a while since I've dialled her voicemail just to hear her voice, it's been a while since I've needed her this much.

"Seth?" My head snaps up at the mention of my name, hurriedly wiping my tears as I look for whoever called my name. I watch the red-head step into the clearing, an almost stern look on her face. "You alright?" Her tone softened slightly as she joined me on the bench. "Even though we only met yesterday you can talk to me if you need a shoulder to cry on." She spoke reassuringly, patting her shoulder with a smile. "Thanks." I sniffled out, diverting my attention away from her. "Now you alright?" I began picking at my nails, feeling terrible for ignoring her but not entirely sure how to answer her. Slightly shaking my head. "Me too, had a lot on recently and I've just not been feeling like myself, sometimes I feel on top of the world and others I'm ready to give up..." She took a deep breath, lighting a cigarette in her hand, her cheeks flushed pink from the cold and an almost broken look on her face.

"Things have been worse I s'pose, the moving company just broke something very sentimental to me which sucks." I frowned, sticking my bottom lip out slightly as I felt a pang in my heart. "Sentimentality is bullshit, you're better off being an emotionless freak like me! Wanna drag?" Her harsh words stung like a slap to the face and I could already feel a panic attack building as I pushed the cigarette away...

["You need to grow up boy, nobody's going to want a pathetic little waste of space like you! All you do is cry, cry and cry some more, you need to man up or you'll get left behind!!"]

Painful words flashed into my mind as I stood up from the bench clumsily. "Don't get upset, there's no point being sentimental. If somethings got broken just get a new one? Easy, problem solved."

["Now Seth I've made this flower crown just for you, it's got all your favourite flowers on their but this is very special and you must promise to keep it safe for mummy! You see this is the only one in the world, so you take good care of it Sethie."]

"Don't cry over something getting broken." I had to stop myself from snapping and shouting at her. "Please, I'm going home Becky." Teary eyed I ran away, again, needing to crawl under the covers once more.

Becky
As he ran off I couldn't help but feel a little guilty, I just made the boy cry...maybe I shouldn't have been so harsh. I almost want to call the bet off right now because it feels cruel, but Sasha will never let me live it down and I can barely get by right now, $100 would bankrupt me.