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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 1:21:53 GMT -5
"Says he's their dad.. Won't be quiet..." He shifted his weight with an agitated huff.
'You want quiet, huh? Never said I was nice. Or fair. So no more answers. Here's your quiet.' Suddenly there was an ear splitting, high frequency wail resonating through his head and he gagged, tensing up as he cutched at ot, nails sharpening and slowly starting to dig against his own skull, unable to think straight, body rigid. It left his head pounding and suddenly there was laughter, silence, and he slumped limply with a ragged breath, drool formingat the corners of his mouth, lips relaxing from where they had been bared over sharp teeth. He whimpered, left barely conscious.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 1:28:01 GMT -5
Zander grabbed his wrists, praying he was strong enough to keep Devon from hurting himself. "Devon.." Zander cried, hugging the boy close. He slowly ran his thumb over his bottom lip, tears falling down his cheeks again. He looked up, and could tell Deacon wanted to help. But he could touch neither of them.
"Let's just get him in bed, okay?" Marc said, picking Devon up carefully. He carried him up the stairs and to the bed, laying him down. Zander climbed in beside him, pulling the blankets up around Devon. He stroked his hair slowly, biting his lip.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 1:33:53 GMT -5
Devon groaned as he was lifted, slumping against him. He cringed, head throbbing, and curled up beneath the blankets, faint tremors coursing his body, eyes closed. His breaths were shallow, but slowed down some, and soon enough he had passed out completely, tense muscles easing up in his body, allowing his breaths to slow more. Blood trickled down the side of his face, but the marks were nothing more than a bad cat scratch might have been.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 1:38:16 GMT -5
Zander laid down beside him, running his fingers gently though his hair. He felt like he had failed him somehow, like there was something he could have done to prevent this. He slowly slipped under the blanket, running his fingers through Devon's hair.
He could hear frantic moving downstairs, and a car start. He looked over at the door, but no one came in. He knew something was wrong. Something had to be wrong.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 10:23:41 GMT -5
Devon stirred uneasily just a little bit later, rubbing at his face, headache still a dull throb. He shifted his weight se, nestling close. "Head hurts..." He mumbled, tears in his eyes as he gazed at Zander, rubbing blood from his fingers.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 14:23:58 GMT -5
"I know, baby.." Zander breathed, slowly running his fingers over his back. He hugged him close, kissing Devon's forehead gently. He listened to Marc pacing downstairs, talking on his phone. Deacon had been unable to find Nevada anywhere, and even sick, they didn't think he would leave town. Deacon had started checking the woods, thinking maybe Nevada had hung himself, but he wasn't finding a body, either. Nevada had vanished, and they had no idea how to tell Jayson.
"It's gonna be a long night.. I'm going get some coffee, okay?" Zander said, carefully climbing off the bed. "I'll be gone just a second."
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 14:50:19 GMT -5
"Kay.." He shifted his weight.
'If you were being hunted down, where would you hide? Surely just outside of town with a guy tough enough to protect you yeah?'
Devon swallowed. "Go 'way.." He mumbled brokenly, curling up tighter on himself.
'Don't you want to know where he is? That he isn't dead? Or is that all I should give you?'
He worked his jaw. 'ANSWER ME!'
He whimpered. "No," He cried softly, covering his ears.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 14:53:59 GMT -5
"Call Jayce." Marc said, pale and worried. Zander shook his head, walking over to the coffee pot.
"How about.. we worry about getting people in shambles when we're sure that they're in danger? I mean, he could have.. gone out of state for work or something.." Zander said quietly, even if he didn't believe it. He didn't want to hurt Jayce, was all. He walked up the hall, and back into the room, looking Devon over. "It's okay, baby.." He said quietly.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jun 9, 2012 15:04:37 GMT -5
Devon raised an arm, peering up at Zander warily before closing his eyes tightly.
'Find Tybalt. But you might find Nixon, too. Or Nevada. Or people dead. Monsters, all they are huh? All you are. And yet you fall in love with a disgusting human.'
Devon swallowed, tensing. "Tybalt..." He slurred, tears dripping down his face. "Make it stop Zander.."
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jun 9, 2012 15:10:01 GMT -5
"Okay.. It's okay.." He said quietly. He sat his coffee on the table, and climbed over to Devon. If he couldn't make it go away, he could at least distract him, right? He kissed him softly, wrapping his arms tightly around him.
"Try thinking of something else, Devon.. Just lay here and kiss me and maybe it'll all go away.." He said quietly, slowly running his fingers over the small of Devon's back. He kept close to him, his arms wrapped tightly around the boy. "We're gonna figure it all out, okay?"
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