forum Cliché Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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The group said their goodbyes before parting. Hunter was waiting in Kenzie’s room as she showered, laid down on the bed, eyes closed.

(I am finally back from work!)

As soon as Kenzie had finished showering and getting dressed, she stepped out of the bathroom and saw Hunter laying on her bed. She smiled and, knowing he couldn't see her through his closed eyes, silently walked over. With a soft sigh, she laid next to him, making sure her still-wet hair didn't land on his face or anything, and pressed a light kiss to his cheek.

When Hunter felt something soft press against his lips, his eyes twitched open. Dazed, he looked up to see Kenzie.
“Did I fall asleep?” he murmured sleepily, moving himself into a sitting position. “Anyway, what was it that you wanted to talk about?”

Kenzie bit her lip as she thought about what she was going to say. "I…wanted to talk to you about, uh, what you tease me about…"

Hunter blinked, realization dawning on him.
“Oh…” he rubbed the back of his neck. “Er, if it bothers you, I’ll stop.”

"No, no!" Kenzie said quickly. "It's okay. It's just…" She sighed and looked down at her hands, twisting the ever-present ring around her finger. "I– um– I just wanted to tell you that, uh… Well, when I was around twelve or thirteen, I…made myself a promise. I said that I would never have kids before I was married, or do anything that would lead to it…"

Hunter looked at Kenzie before sighing with relief.
“God, you scared me back there,” he said with a heavy breath. “Kenzie, I’m not with you because of that. I’m here because I love you and I want to be with you. I can live without all the other stuff. I don’t need it. So I don’t expect you to give yourself to me for that, because I don’t need it,” he ran his fingers through his hair before looking at Kenzie. “Besides, I like the whole ‘doing-it-after-getting-married’ thing. It makes it feel special. The only reason I tease you like that is because I love getting reactions out of you. It doesn’t mean I’m indirectly asking for it, because I’m not. God, I’m blabbering now. What I mean to say is that I’m willing to wait until we’re both married. It’ll be worth it.”

"I know you're not with me because of that, but I just wanted to tell you why I react the way I do…" Kenzie clarified. "And… I'm glad you feel that way, too." She looked up from her hands, giving Hunter a small smile. "You just made my life so much simpler."

Hunter smiled softly before cupping Kenzie’s cheek, pulling her closer to kiss her softly on the lips.
“I’m tired,” he muttered against her lips. “Can I sleep here with you?”

"Mm-hm," Kenzie hummed in response. She was tired, too, and having Hunter there to keep her warm would be a welcome addition to sleep.

With that response, Hunter pulled Kenzie towards him and wrapped his arms around her, tangling their legs together.
“Goodnight, Kenz,” he murmured sleepily, nearly drifting into sleep.

"Night," Kenzie whispered, wrapping her own arms around Hunter. Gosh, she couldn't wait until she would be able to fall asleep like this every night, rather than just the few times they did it.

When Hunter woke up, it was six in the morning. Smiling softly at Kenzie, who had her head on his shoulder, he lightly kissed her on the head before grabbing his phone. Eyebrows furrowed, he noticed many missed calls and text messages from Henry. He’d been avoiding his butler for days, but that was only when Henry had been giving him one phone call every two days. Worried, Hunter realized he should call him back. Carefully pulling himself away from Kenzie, Hunter walked outside and dialed Henry’s number.
”It’s about time you replied, sir!” came Henry’s voice. He sounded irritated, but mostly exhausted. That worried Hunter, for no matter how tired the man was, you could never see it from his expressions or hear it in his voice.
“I’ve… been busy,” Hunter lamely excused himself. “Henry, what’s going on?”
”It’s your father, sir,” Henry replied, making Hunter sigh in irritation. ”It might be very early in the morning, young master, but you must come to the estate immediately.”
Hunter opened his mouth to argue, but Henry cut him off.
”I’m afraid you cannot object to this. It will only take a little of your time. The master does not wish to keep you for a long time.”
Hunter sighed loudly.
“It better be worth it, Henry,” Hunter said slowly. “If it’s one another one of his manipulations, I swear—“
“Do not fret. He will not break his end of the deal.”
Hunter sighed, and with a tired goodbye, he ended the call. He didn’t want to wake Kenzie up, so he grabbed a piece of paper and wrote to her that he would be leaving early on an urgent business. He excluded the details, mostly because he didn’t want her to worry about him.
After setting it where she could read it, Hunter walked out of her apartment, walking to the spot he had directed Henry to pick him up at.

About an hour later, Kenzie woke up to pale sunlight streaming across her face. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and groaned. Why did she ever have to wake up?

Suddenly feeling cold, she reached over to where Hunter had been sleeping by her side, her eyes still closed. Her hand felt nothing but empty sheets, and she frowned and opened her eyes. She looked over and saw that he wasn't there.

Where did he go? she wondered, sitting up slowly before getting out of her bed. After having made her way to the kitchen, she noticed a note on the counter. It was from Hunter. She read it and sighed, rubbing her face with her hand. It was too early to think about that, but she almost wished he had at least woken her up to say goodbye.

Hunter didn’t know what to think. After having the talk with his father, he left without a word. He couldn’t bear to be under the same roof as him, let alone in a room with him. Hunter felt furious, an ache in his chest that didn’t seem to go away no matter how much he wanted it to. He wanted to talk to Leo about it because he was the only person who could understand why he felt so conflicted and confused, but he knew Leo was busy with his family, considering they always hung out together once every week. Today just happened to be their roadtrip day.
Running a hand through his hair in frustration, Hunter kicked a stone in his path. He knew he could also talk to Kenzie, but the girl hardly knew the nightmare his father was in his life. Sure, she knew how much Hunter hated his father, and that his father attempted to control him like he was a puppet, but she didn’t know the worst things he did.
Hunter realized he had to tell Kenzie one day or another. She had trusted him with her secrets. He needed to do the same. He needed to get it out of his chest, especially if he wanted to marry her. So, with a deep breath, he started to walk himself to her place.

After looking at the note in a half-sleep daze, Kenzie had decided to make herself something to eat. She looked around her pantry and her fridge, and she was just about to get started on making some eggs when she had an idea. It had been a while since she had last made pancakes, so she chose to do that.

It wasn't long before she had a stack of golden-brown pancakes. She took a couple from the pile and set them on a plate for herself. As she was grabbing the maple syrup from the fridge, her eyes landed on the chocolate syrup. Remembering what Hunter had done the first time she'd made him try her pancakes, she smiled and took it out as well. It might be a good idea…

Hunter finally reached Kenzie’s apartment, although he had to take a cab in the end because her apartment was pretty far from the estate. Sighing, he paid the driver and walked over to the front door, knocking on the door before standing back, waiting for his girlfriend to open the door.
When she did, he attempted at a decent smile.
“Hey. Sorry for leaving without waking you up.”

Kenzie returned his smile with one of her own, shrugging. "It's okay. I was pretty tired, anyway. You hungry? I just made pancakes."

Hunter shook his head.
“Nah, I’m not really hungry,” he said, stepping inside the apartment. “Er, actually I had something to talk to you about.”

"Oh. All right. Um, could I quickly clean up after myself, or do you need to talk now?" Kenzie asked, concern lacing her voice.

“You can clean up after yourself,” Hunter replied. “It can wait a few minutes.”

Kenzie nodded in response, then rushed off to clear things away as quickly as she could. As soon as she was finished, she gestured for Hunter to join her on the couch. She sat down, tucking herself in a corner comfortably.

Hunter rubbed the back of his head, unsure what to say.
“I’m not really know where to start,” he admitted. “You already know how much I hate my father. He’s… well, horrible. But I guess I never really told you exactly why I hate him, or what he did to deserve it.”

"Just start at the beginning," Kenzie gently said as she placed a hand on Hunter's leg encouragingly.

Hunter sighed, nodding.
“It wasn’t as bad as it was at first,” he started. “Noah wasn’t horrible to my mother at first. He truly loved her, and my mother thought she had changed him. They got married and had me and for the most part, we were happy. Then suddenly, Noah changed. Well, he went back to what he was before he met my mother. Cruel, heartless— just a lot worse. He never physically abused my mother, but he didn’t have a problem doing it emotionally.
“When I turned five, I wasn’t allowed any friends. I was homeschooled for the most part, but he had started my… education at an early age. After all, I was supposed to be the heir to the estate. “Anything that he deemed worthless, he’d suck it out of me. At age seven, I learned to hold my tears in front of him, or to never open my mouth unless he permitted me to do so. He meant to break me down completely at a young age so I would grow up to be exactly as he wanted me to. Of course, I had Leo at that time, too, because he was a rich kid and Noah figured Leo might aid the business.
“When mother died, it got worse. I lost a huge part of myself and even more than that, I was terrified of my father. After a few days of mourning, he pushed me to my feet and forced me to forget. He manipulated me, scorned me, humiliated me in every way that he could. I forgot what it felt like to cry, or to hug someone or to have a friend. I wasn’t allowed to see Leo anymore, either. It was… hard. I was nine, Kenzie. Nine.
“When I turned eleven, I was hardly myself. I didn’t know what it felt like to smile or to laugh, or to have fun. I felt hateful thinking of all those kids who still had their mother and their loving father. I hated all those fortunate children. Nothing I ever did pleased my father. I got first position? Anyone could get it. I won first prize in a contest? It must have been too easy. I lost something? He’d make me feel like I was trash.
“Of course, I never forgot Leo. We were kids, and even though I feared Noah, I still used to sneak out of the house to play with Leo. I never told him what was going on. I realized I had become so good at concealing my emotions that it became easy fooling others. Finally Leo’s mother had had enough. When she found out how I was being treated, she went crazy. She demanded Noah to hand me over, because she couldn’t leave me in the hands of the likes of him. She couldn’t bear to see her best friend’s son turn into an empty husk who couldn’t even smile without thinking of the consequences. I didn’t manage to escape from his grasp, but he ended up making things a little easier for me. He stopped emotionally blackmailing me. He stopped with the mental abuses. He let me live my life like a normal student. Well, as normal as I could be. Then I met Keira. After she was murdered, well it got easier for him to keep me in his tight hold. If I didn’t have the Bartons, I think I would have cracked. Hell, I even tried to kill myself, and not just one time. The first two times, Henry caught me. Leo prevented the other one. I almost succeeded the fourth time. But when I turned sixteen, I realized I couldn’t let him ruin my life. So the minute I found an escape, I took it.
“And today he called me over to discuss a few things. He wanted me to take over the company, but he said he wanted to make compromises. He said he only trusted me with the fate of the estate, and that he would allow me to pursue my dreams even after I accepted my responsibility. He said he couldn’t deny it any longer and that he was willing to make compromises. I’m not sure what he wants, but I know there’s something he’s planning. Noah doesn’t make compromises. He takes and takes and takes whatever benefits him but never gives anything in return. Fifteen years of absolute Hell and now he cares about my feelings, my happiness? I’m not buying it. I want him gone. I want him out of my life. But he keeps on coming back every time I find a shred of happiness like he’s meant to destroy it, like his sole purpose is to make sure I never find peace. And I’m so lost and I don’t know what to do any anymore.”
When Hunter finished, he realized he was crying. He was trembling and shaking, and he was afraid. Everything hurt and he just wanted it to stop. He spilled everything to Kenzie, but what if she didn’t want him anymore? What if she didn’t want a crazy, broken boy who hid behind jokes just to forget his painful past? He couldn’t handle that. He had already lost two women he cared about in his life. He couldn’t lose another. He’d completely, utterly break if he did.