[OPEN] Stardust

[devon splyce parker]

Dylan rocked him gently, holding his crying brother close until he quieted. Devon managed.ti stop himself from crying, drawing in quick, deep breaths and looking over at Mat when he peeked from Dylan's shoulder. He hid his face again, hands fisted in his brother's shirt as he listened to him humming a once familiar song.

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Dylan leaned back, folding his arms under his head as he searched the sky above him. He drew one knee up, letting the other leg hang off the house. He couldn't help thinking how this was both life and death, and how unfair it all seemed. But from what he had seen, he was lucky enough to be able to touch Dylan.

But still, in the back of his mind, he had one lingering thought- if he left that boy he loved so much for Mat, why wouldn't he leave Mat for someone else? That thought resurfaced, and he bit his lip, reaching up to rub his nose ring.

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Devon yawned softly, kissing Dylan's cheek and sitting up. "Go..." He murmured, nodding at Mat. He stared down at the grass in the yard, head tilting. Dylan had dragged him up here once, told him he should just jump and then he couldn't hurt anyone, wouldn't be in the way.

He watched Dylan lie down with Mat, scooted closer to the edge, peering over curiously, then looking back at the other two. 'Come on Devon, do it. You're just a.monster yeah? Dumb fuck, jump.'

He wiped at his eyes, crying softly again as he stood, stepping closer, curious. He didn't understand suicide, didn't get that it would kill him, just thought that some how it would stop him from hurting people.

"Devon!" He had nearly stepped off, yelping as arms wrapped around him, pulling him close. Dylan scrambled for a grip, gagging as his back struck the ground below. He curled up, breathless, holding tightly to Devon as he groaned. "Don'- don't ever fucking do that Dev!! What were you thinking?!"

Devon stared down at him, crying harder. "I thought-" He whimpered as Dylan's grip tightened, mistaking his brother's fear for anger. "Don't hurt me," He sobbed.

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Mat snuggled close to Dylan, and the next thing he knew, Dylan was jumping up, and falling over the edge of the house. He cried out, scrambling to the edge of the roof. He nearly fell off, tears falling down his cheeks. "Oh my fucking.. Guys.." He cried, his grip tightening on he edge of the house. He would have gotten down if he was positive there was no way Princess could get out, but he didn't know if he had a doggy door for her. He would feel horrible if he killed her.

"Devon, he's not gonna hurt you, baby.." He mumbled, although he doubted it. Dylan had raped his own brother. Mat didn't know what he was capable of anymore. "Dylan, are you guys okay?" He asked, still crying.

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"Sh Dev...shh...." He touched his brothers cheek. "I know what I told you before, forget it okay? You would have killed yourself..."

Devon was shaking, allowed Dylan to hug him close this time. "I'm sorry..." He whimpered. "I thought it would-"
"Don't ever believe what I told you when I did things like that Devon, okay? You're gonna hurt yourself."

Devon drew in frightened breaths.
"It's okay Mat..." Dylan mumbled, eyes closed. Devon looked down at him, touched his shirt. "You're bleeding.." He mumbled, intrigued. He pressed his hand to the blood source gently. "S'okay Dev....I deserved it." He watched Devon turn his blood dampened hand over, staring at it curiously as Princess barked from inside the house, unable to get out.

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"Dylan..?" He bit his lip when Devon said he was bleeding. Tears fell down his cheeks in streams, nearly hysterical at the two's fall. He slid off the roof carefully, landing on his feet. He knelt down beside Dylan, pushing his hair out of his face.

"Don't sit up, okay?" He breathed, stroking his cheek gently as he kissed him softly. He sniffled, looking over at Devon.

"Where's he bleeding? What did he fall on?" He asked, gently running his fingers through Dylan's hair.

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"I dunno..." Devon whimpered, touching his shirt again. He was distracted by the blood, gently lifted Dylan's shirt. He gagged softly, shaking as he stared at the metal stake protruding from the left side of his chest, clearly having barely missed any vitals, entering his back near the shoulder. But adrenalin had kept him from even reay noticing. Devon gazed down at him. "I'm okay.." Dylan insisted, had broken the fall, hurt himself to save Devon's life despite the last three years of hell he had put him through.

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"Oh my-.." Mat gagged, turning his head away. He was almost positive he was going to puke, even if he had nothing in his stomach.

"Devon, go inside and get your dad or call the hospital or something.. Just don't let princess out." He told him, slowly running his fingers through Dylan's hair again.

"It's okay.. God, Dylan.." He started crying again, brushing Dylan's hair back. He had come so close to dying, Mat had come so close to losing the only reason he was still breathing.. "Don't move, okay? Just stay still.." He stroked his cheek gently, looking down at him.

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Devon hesitated. Nobody else was home. He got up, going inside and keeping the dog in. He didn't even know how to call for help, called Chrystian and cried into the phone, telling him. Chrys called for him and Devon locked the dog in a bedroom before hiding between the wall and fridge in the kitchen, crying softly.

Dylan groaned. "Don't think I could if I wanted.." He felt sick, now that the events were catching up with him, and gritted his teeth. "I was so..scared.." He slurred. "I tried making him jump...a few months ago.. Didn't think he'd remember my words or not know what I had meant.." Tears dropped down his cheeks. "All that was goin' through my head was watching my little brother die..." He swallowed, letting out a shaky breath, reaching a trembling right hand to brush Mat's tears away, listening to distant sirens.

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"It's okay, Dylan.. Things are going to be different now.. Everything's gonna be okay.. You guys don't have to be broken anymore." He stroked his hair gently, running his fingers through his hair. He wondered where Devon was, if he was okay. It worried him that the boy wasn't back.

"I love you, Dylan.." He breathed, leaning down to kiss him gently. He could hear the sirens, didn't want to leave Dylan's side. But he wasn't family, he couldn't go. He kissed him gently again, then looked up as they were bathed in blinding lights. "I'm gonna go get Devon, okay? He's gonna go with you.."