Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 11, 2009 19:47:22 GMT -5
(Heressss part three! It's short but I hope to get it all finished soon. Please tell me if this bored you.)
Red didn't come back, he didn't plan on going back either, he would start somewhere else. He didn't need them, he didn't need anyone he told himself again and again. God he was determined.
Kevin didn't really say anything and was a bit in that akward state. He sat Lou on the ground and pointed into Samuel's room, gave him a pat on the butt and watched him be off. He thought why not let man's best friend help.
Lou simply sat at the dor whining and scratching to be let him, but only Samuel's tears floated under the door in response. He didn't open the door at all, ignoring the cries from the rather plump puppy. He waddled back into the living room and sat down looking up at Kevin with those big eyes. Turrent sat on the couch, keeping his eyes hidden behind those purple glasses. ".....Kevin, maybe you should go talk to him."
He sighed. "Yea, I guess someone with thumbs will be the only one getting in there..." He stood up and managed to walk into the room, after knocking of course. "Saumel?" He asked, voice soft and comforting. "Mind if I come in?" He asked not leaving much choice there as he closed the door behind him and came to sit on the side of the bed where he would stroke at his back at attepts to comfort him.
Samuel just kept his face into the pillow, filling it soaking wet with tears it obsorbed from his eyes. He didn't want to see anyone, not even Johnathan anymore. He knew he had problems and he knew he was causing more just moping around and being depressed and now he made Red mad, what more could go wrong.
"Samuel, listen to me....okay?" He asked voice pleading, giving him that look that he always did when he had something to say. "It's okay, it is. You're supposed to love your brother, we're family. I don't your relationship with Red though, let him cool off, he'll come back and you two can talk it out. Everything will be okay Samuel. I promise." And Kevin always kept his promises.
Samuel kept his face in the pillow, trying to hold back tears. Of course he would say that, he didn't under stand, Samuel himself didn't understand, He loved Johnathan, Red, and his brother, but he just couldn't figure out which one he loved more. At one point in his life, he found he did love his brother, then it went to Johnathan, and last night with Red, oh how could anyone ever understand this. He didn't move.
"Bro, you're gonna have to talk with me.....won't you?" He asked. "Or would you just like to be alone now?" He didn't sound to happy with that last question. He sighed and eased himself up onto his feet. "Don't worry Samuel, things will work themselves out. Alright?" He asked not sure how to help since he didn't know what was wrong completely.
Samuel stayed in his room all day, not even coming out to eat, or let Louie in. Every time he figured he could leave the room, more thoughts would overwhelm him and he'd break down into more tears, an empty feeling in his stomach and chest, his mind about to burst.
Red did come back with police escort, Kevin wasn't going to let him freeze out on the streets over night. He sent him to the room that he and Samuel were sharing and he wanted him to help too. The officers didn't charge him for anything since there was no real damage done. He went in and stood there, trying to not notice Samuel crying.
The sniffles and coughing would die down every now and then, to quiet, almost silent sobs. He didn't know what to do, he wanted to be with someone, but he didn't want to see anyone. His head hurt, his throat and eyes burned, and his stomach throbbed with his chest, needed food.
Red sighed. "Look." He was bad at this. "I....I'm sorry okay. I just.....just don't know.....I..." He bit his lip looking over to him then away quickly. "I want to know what it's like.....!" He said in a hushed but very audible tone. "To be....with a guy.....I still like women but I want to know....." He went and sat beside him. "I yelled at you for no reason.....I'm sorry." He rambled when he apologized but he was working at it.
"It..it's fine..* he murmured sitting up, but still looking down at the soaking wet pillow. He still felt tears running down his face, and wiped them away uselessly as more flowed right behind. "I understand....it" A sniff here and there, a pause to keep in the sobs. "....it's fine, I forgive you for yelling..."
Red sighed and shook his head. "No. This isn't fine, look at you, you're a mess. It's my fault. I'm taking responsibility either way." He claimed as he went to him, wrapping strong caring arms around him. "Samuel....Mi amigo, mi amor..." He said smoothly into his ear, wanting to make him feel better now seeing that he had probably been this way since he left and genuinely feeling bad about it.
Red didn't come back, he didn't plan on going back either, he would start somewhere else. He didn't need them, he didn't need anyone he told himself again and again. God he was determined.
Kevin didn't really say anything and was a bit in that akward state. He sat Lou on the ground and pointed into Samuel's room, gave him a pat on the butt and watched him be off. He thought why not let man's best friend help.
Lou simply sat at the dor whining and scratching to be let him, but only Samuel's tears floated under the door in response. He didn't open the door at all, ignoring the cries from the rather plump puppy. He waddled back into the living room and sat down looking up at Kevin with those big eyes. Turrent sat on the couch, keeping his eyes hidden behind those purple glasses. ".....Kevin, maybe you should go talk to him."
He sighed. "Yea, I guess someone with thumbs will be the only one getting in there..." He stood up and managed to walk into the room, after knocking of course. "Saumel?" He asked, voice soft and comforting. "Mind if I come in?" He asked not leaving much choice there as he closed the door behind him and came to sit on the side of the bed where he would stroke at his back at attepts to comfort him.
Samuel just kept his face into the pillow, filling it soaking wet with tears it obsorbed from his eyes. He didn't want to see anyone, not even Johnathan anymore. He knew he had problems and he knew he was causing more just moping around and being depressed and now he made Red mad, what more could go wrong.
"Samuel, listen to me....okay?" He asked voice pleading, giving him that look that he always did when he had something to say. "It's okay, it is. You're supposed to love your brother, we're family. I don't your relationship with Red though, let him cool off, he'll come back and you two can talk it out. Everything will be okay Samuel. I promise." And Kevin always kept his promises.
Samuel kept his face in the pillow, trying to hold back tears. Of course he would say that, he didn't under stand, Samuel himself didn't understand, He loved Johnathan, Red, and his brother, but he just couldn't figure out which one he loved more. At one point in his life, he found he did love his brother, then it went to Johnathan, and last night with Red, oh how could anyone ever understand this. He didn't move.
"Bro, you're gonna have to talk with me.....won't you?" He asked. "Or would you just like to be alone now?" He didn't sound to happy with that last question. He sighed and eased himself up onto his feet. "Don't worry Samuel, things will work themselves out. Alright?" He asked not sure how to help since he didn't know what was wrong completely.
Samuel stayed in his room all day, not even coming out to eat, or let Louie in. Every time he figured he could leave the room, more thoughts would overwhelm him and he'd break down into more tears, an empty feeling in his stomach and chest, his mind about to burst.
Red did come back with police escort, Kevin wasn't going to let him freeze out on the streets over night. He sent him to the room that he and Samuel were sharing and he wanted him to help too. The officers didn't charge him for anything since there was no real damage done. He went in and stood there, trying to not notice Samuel crying.
The sniffles and coughing would die down every now and then, to quiet, almost silent sobs. He didn't know what to do, he wanted to be with someone, but he didn't want to see anyone. His head hurt, his throat and eyes burned, and his stomach throbbed with his chest, needed food.
Red sighed. "Look." He was bad at this. "I....I'm sorry okay. I just.....just don't know.....I..." He bit his lip looking over to him then away quickly. "I want to know what it's like.....!" He said in a hushed but very audible tone. "To be....with a guy.....I still like women but I want to know....." He went and sat beside him. "I yelled at you for no reason.....I'm sorry." He rambled when he apologized but he was working at it.
"It..it's fine..* he murmured sitting up, but still looking down at the soaking wet pillow. He still felt tears running down his face, and wiped them away uselessly as more flowed right behind. "I understand....it" A sniff here and there, a pause to keep in the sobs. "....it's fine, I forgive you for yelling..."
Red sighed and shook his head. "No. This isn't fine, look at you, you're a mess. It's my fault. I'm taking responsibility either way." He claimed as he went to him, wrapping strong caring arms around him. "Samuel....Mi amigo, mi amor..." He said smoothly into his ear, wanting to make him feel better now seeing that he had probably been this way since he left and genuinely feeling bad about it.
