[CLOSED] goodbye means nothing at all.

[chandler teague rowlf]

Chandler didn't know what he was talking about, and wished he had a retort. But he didn't. He felt like everything was being put off on him, and it wasn't even him. "Yeah, of course you don't.." He mumbled, more hurt than anything. He turned over in his chair and pulled his knees close, wrapping his arms tightly around him. It was like half of his life was missing and he didn't know why. 'It's your own fault, apparently. You always were a screw up, stupid.'

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terance bit his lip guiltily, jaw trembling. "I'm sorry, Chan..I-...I shouldn't have said anything... I'm sorry..." He swallowed, getting up and tugging gently at his older brothers arm. "You left when you were seventeen yeah? I just got you back today...I'm guessing I'm not allowed to say much else I just-" His eyebrows furrowed and he let Chandler's arm go. "I'm fucking stupid."

[chandler teague rowlf]

Chandler looked up at him, chewing on his lip. He hated to see his brother like this. It made him feel like he had done something wrong, like he really was a screw up. "I don't know what you're talking about, but I'll take your word for it." He said, reaching up to pat his brother's head. "Why don't you just go on to bed? I guess both of us had a long day." He didn't remember his day, but he felt exhausted. He yawned, stretching out on the chair before he curled back up.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terance sighed. He was exhausted though. He grabbed his shirt off the couch. "There's a guest.room, nobody uses it so it's yours now, I guess." He rubbed at his face. "If anyone knocks on the door it's probably Ryan or Devan with more problems." He shrugged. "Night." Yawning again, he padded off to his room and pulled off his.jeans, flicking off the lights and curling up tiredly beneath his blankets.

[chandler teague rowlf]

Chandler curled up in his chair instead of getting up. He closed his eyes, listening to the wind outside. He kept thinking about what Terance had said, what he couldn't remember. And it bothered him to know he was missing God knew how many days -or years- of his life. The more he thought of it, the more he realized he didn't even know how old he was.

He finally fell into a light sleep, curled tight on the chair like he had slept many nights in Germany, listening for someone to come up and kill him. Old habits must die hard.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terance fell right back into uneasy sleep, woke in the morning and rubbed at his face, welts over.his chest.going unnoticed. Trauma was nothing fun, but it was nothing new, either. He got up, stomach growling with his hunger, and stretched his arms over his head, fixing his boxers as he padded out of the room.

[chandler teague rowlf]

Chandler slept lightly, and when Terance walked in the living room, he jumped, automatically awake. He looked drowsily at him as if he hadn't slept in years. And in reality, he hadn't. "Guten morgen.." He said, then yawned. He sat up straighter in his chair, running his hand over his bare chest.

"Sleep well?" He asked, turning his head one way until his neck cracked. He turned it the other way, cracking it again before he looked back at him. He chewed on his lip absently.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

"Morning," Terance slurred tiredly, dropping onto the couch. He noticed the scratches over his chest and frowned a bit, rubbing at them gently as he shifted his weight. He looked up at the question and shrugged. "As well as I usually do.." He murmured. Trauma wasn't a fun thing, but it was something he was used to.

He grabbed his phone off the table and.glanced.down at it, licking his lips. He always tried to eat, act human. But he wasn't in the mood for getting sick just as much as he wasn't in the mood to go out hunting.

[chandler teague rowlf]

Chandler nodded, then pulled his legs back up into the chair with him. He rubbed absently at his eyes as he laid his head against the back of the chair. He couldn't shake the feeling his brother was mad at him, that he must have done something terribly wrong to him. Or in general.

He yawned again, a mouth full of fangs revealed before he rubbed at his teary eyes. He closed them, chewing on his lip carelessly.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terance watched him quietly, looked at his phone as it buzzed. 'Aw, Ryan found a friend, he actually hasn't tried offing himself this past night' it read. Terance smiled faintly, sending a quick reply and setting his phone back down. "You wanna go to the bar tonight?"