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Post by caine johnson on Jul 11, 2012 14:05:03 GMT -5
He nestled close to Cory, closing his eyes gently. Being half asleep, he jumped as Cory began to sob. "It's okay.." Caine whispered, hugging him close again. He knew it wasn't though. Reality wasn't any better than the nightmare. "I'll be right here.. I won't go anywhere." He tried to comfort his last brother, even if it was only by adoption.
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Post by rex 'r' on Jul 11, 2012 14:24:04 GMT -5
Cory trembled, burying his face as he hugged him tight, breaths wavering each time he drew one in. He swallowed, coughing softly before he reached for the bottle again, his eyebrows furrowing brokenly. He didn't know what else to do.
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Post by caine johnson on Jul 11, 2012 14:36:03 GMT -5
Caine rested against him, sobbing silently. "Try to sleep...?" He chewed on his lips, spreading part of the blanket across to Cory. But Caine didn't think he could even sleep. He didn't want to close his eyes, didn't want to see Jayce's face.
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cory krysher christoper
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Jul 11, 2012 14:41:00 GMT -5
Cory finished off the bottle, shook his head. He threw it at the wall angrily, watching it shatter before he curled up, staring at the blank TV, chest shuddering with each rapid breath he took.
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Post by caine johnson on Jul 11, 2012 14:49:45 GMT -5
Caine cringed as the bottle hit the wall, and he felt the urge to clean it up. His eyes glanced down to Cory, a sigh parted his lips. Bunching up the blanket, he made a make-shift pillow in his lap before pulling the boy's head onto the pillow. "I remember that I always used to drag ya'll down to the lake to fish." A smile passed his lips at the short memory. "Somehow, someone always ended up falling in." He finished, feeling tears swell up in his eyes.
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cory krysher christoper
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Jul 11, 2012 14:53:26 GMT -5
Cory laid down reluctantly, gripping at Caine's knee in his half drunk haze. He tore his gaze from the blank telivision to glance up at him, swallowed. "Yeah.." He choked softly, working his jaw so it would stop trembling. He swallowed, closing his eyes
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Post by caine johnson on Jul 11, 2012 15:01:43 GMT -5
He plucked at Cory's curly hair before leaning his head back against the cushion. Caine puffed his cheeks out, but kept quiet. It wasn't time to go down memory lane, but then again, he didn't know what to do. Working his hand into his pocket, he pulled out his phone and checked the time. It was morning, but the basement was dark and Caine didn't have the energy to move.
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cory krysher christoper
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I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.[RS:1]
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Jul 11, 2012 15:35:45 GMT -5
Cory scratched at the scruff along his jaw quietly, stirring some. He could hear his parents on the phone and listing names to email and text upstairs, probably invites for the next days funeral. He swallowed the growing lump in his throat.
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Post by caine johnson on Jul 11, 2012 15:42:58 GMT -5
Caine tilted his head slightly and went back to plucking at Cory's hair. Each time he pulled at a curl it would pop back in place, it was distracting for the moment. The voices of his mom and dad travled down the stairs, reminding him that in a couple days he would reappear in front of other family that he hadn't seen or remembered. He began to hum quietly, trying to drown out everyone else.
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cory krysher christoper
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I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.[RS:1]
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Jul 11, 2012 17:20:44 GMT -5
Cory calmed some as he hummed, and shifted his weight in slight discomfort. Caine playing with his hair was soothing for the moment and he relaxed, closing his eyes again with a guaty breath.
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