september 29th 1974
september 29th 1974 - 23:02
I can't. What the fuck kind of house is Sirius living in? It's actually shit, he just casually told me how the scar on his leg is when his mother threw a plate at him. I'm literally horrified. He said it was because he was misbehaving by crying when he fell over, he doesn't remember how old he was.
That's another thing about his messed up childhood, he doesn't remember much of it, if anything at all. Apparently, Regulus had to tell him what happened to his leg and I didn't even know it was this bad. He started sharing his memories with me, the ones he remember.
"No, I don't want to lose them, me and regulus don't talk enough anyway." I would've sobbed if he wasn't already. Memories are fucking golden and his parents took that from him too, he knows he can stay at mine with Regulus for as long as he wants even if it is forever but its difficult. I love him so much but he's going through hell just to be able to exist. He called his memories blurry, like he doesn't know if he made them up or not. Regulus confirmed that the one of him with his mother hugging him was made up, the rest are traumatic even though theres not many. He doesn't even get good memories with his family, because his family aren't good.