[OPEN] i wanna know what love is..

[zander trey brooks]

He looked over at him, chewing slightly on his lip. He drummed his fingers against his thigh, his eyes searching the boy's. "Pretty eyes." He said quietly with a gentle smile, finally feeling happy for once. Something about the boy was interesting, nice.. He knew he probably would never hear from him, or see him again, but he was happy for the time being. He ran his tongue across his teeth, looking down at his old converse.

"I work here on Mondays and Thursdays, and at Spencers uh.. Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturdays.. If you ever wanna drop by or anything.."

[devon splyce parker]

"Spencers....?" Devon tilted his head a moment, had looked down at the comment about his eyes. "My first time at the mall was yesterday.." He admitted, wondering what this guy would think of him, not really caring in the least.

He dusted off the knee of his jeans absently, moving a piercing back and fourth with his tongue. He had never been to a lot of places. Then again, as Dylan had said, he was always locked up.

[zander trey brooks]

"Store. Upstairs. It's.. really, really dark." He had never had to explain to anyone where it was because usually when someone said Spencers, the other person was like 'oh yeah!'

"I think I was.." He rubbed the back of his neck, looking up at the ceiling. "Nineteen when I ever went into a mall. I mean, I work in one now, but.." He shrugged, hoping it made him feel a little better. "Not everyone is like everyone else. I didn't see daylight until I was ten.."

[devon splyce parker]

"Really..?" Devon breathed, hesitant. He wondered why not. He had looked up at Zander, gazed back down at the floor again. "They keep me locked in my room..." He whispered softly. "They hate me...are afraid of me...They call me crazy and insane... My twin brother says I need help...but none of them want to get it..."

He swallowed, jaw trembling faintly.

[zander trey brooks]

"My dad and his girlfriend kept me locked in the basement.." He said flatly, with no emotion. He saw the boy look like he was about to cry and moved across the room, wrapping his arms around his waist. He hugged him gently, rubbing his back.

"But you're being helped now. I can tell a week ago, you were a lot worse off.. And if it makes you feel any better, I still need help. And I haven't gotten it." He sat down beside him, looking over at him. "Everything is going to be okay. There's nothing wrong with being a little broken."

[devon splyce parker]

He got that odd feeling in his stomach again when Zander's arms wrapped around him, and he leaned back some. "I guess..." He murmured. "They're...they're good me.. I'm a lot broken though...Emotions and stuff...I don't know stuff.."

He kept his eyes on the floor, but couldn't even distinguish shame.

[zander trey brooks]

"Well you can always learn, can't you? What don't you understand?" He bent down so he could look him in the eyes. He gently tipped his chin back, looking at him. "You're too cute to hang your head like that. You need to stop doing that. Only lower your head when you blush or you're thinking. Or you need to watch where you're walking. But that's it. Chin up." He smiled a gentle smile, patting his knee.

[devon splyce parker]

Devon gazed back at him gently. "Anything really.." He admitted. "I didn't even know what a girlfriend was till the other day...Had never been to the movies..Dylan says I dunno how to feel a lot.."

He made a move to drop his gaze yet again, then sank back against the sofa instead, rubbing at his arm some more.

[zander trey brooks]

"There's plenty of pretty girls that I'm sure would just love to be your girlfriend." He said, pulling his knees up on the couch. He leaned against the back, running his hand up and down his leg. "Just don't rush anything, okay? It'll all come when it's supposed to. You'll know what love is when it hits you. You'll know happiness, sadness, pity, excitement. But it'll all come in time. Just don't push it and try too hard to learn it. It'll all come in time. I promise. You've just been sheltered, is all. You haven't been shown any of that. Fuck, I ran away.. four years ago. And I still don't know much more than anger and apathy.. And pity, depending on who the person is.."

[devon splyce parker]

Devon gazed at him. "I dunno if I like girls or not.." He admitted. He rubbed at his face a moment, sighing. "I don't like being different...I don't even go to school..." Fingers danced down the cuts on his arms a moment.

His stomach growled and he frowned faintly.