@Fraust
Nathaniel's little bent wings stuck out as he leaned against Lloyd's leg. Lloyd looked down at his brother, but just let him be for the time being.
Nathaniel's little bent wings stuck out as he leaned against Lloyd's leg. Lloyd looked down at his brother, but just let him be for the time being.
(Oh yeah, Nathaniel can't fly btw)
(OOOOOOO LILLIAN YOU'RE IN DEEP SHIT NOW.)
(Lillian: Fuck.)
Lillian looked away and whispered, “It’s totalled isn’t it?”
"It's fine," He said emotionlessly as he stared at the wall.
She looked down at the floor, wringing her hands. What was she supposed to do? She didn't know anyone else and it's considered rude to but into a conversation so she just chose to stay quiet.
Lillian shook her head. She whispered quietly, “I’m sorry.”
Ryan walked into the living room and flopped down. "So Llyod, heard Darren tried to kill you,"
Lillian shook her head. She whispered quietly, “I’m sorry.”
"It's fine," He repeated with the same tone. Refusing to look at her.
She stood off in the hallway, pressed against the doorframe. She wanted to slip away and shimmer back as to not have to be here but she didn't want Ryan to worry as to where she had gone so she stayed there, quiet and observing.
Lloyd froze. "W-What? What do you mean?" So that's where the bruises came from!
Ryan motioned for Belle to sit with him. "Yeah… uhhh… you didn't– nevermind"
"No, what did he tell you?" Lloyd insisted, subconsciously rubbing the bruises on his neck. Nathaniel didn't seem to notice anything.
She sat next to him and gave a small smile. Okay, you haven't fucked up yet. Good. Yeah but she also hasn't said a damn word since she got here!
Ryan wrapped a reassuring arm around Belle. "He, umm, I should say anything,"
She leaned her head against his shoulder, willing her heart to slow down so that maybe, just maybe, she could speak and not be a complete antisocial turtle.
antisocial turtle
"But Darren wouldn't try to kill me…" Lloyd started pacing again. "Are you sure?"
(Yes, that is what she is being, stop judging me you judgmental goose!)
"It wasn't Darren," Ryan had dug a whole…
"If you've dug your own grave and stepped inside then who is going to bury you?" She mumbled quietly.
(A whole what? Sorry I'm a grammar/spelling nazi lol)
"But you just said it was Darren! Who was it, then?" Embers flew from Lloyd's fingertips.
"I'll help," Ryan mumbled back.
(IM TIRED AND EMOTIONAL SHHHH)
(SAME THOUGH.)
She chuckled slightly. "You'll help bury me? Wow thanks."
(A whole what? Sorry I'm a grammar/spelling nazi lol)
"But you just said it was Darren! Who was it, then?" Embers flew from Lloyd's fingertips.
"DUDE CALM DOWN, it was Balthazar," (Btw Bal is a rather well know demon… Prince of the underworld and stuuuuff)
Lloyd stopped again. "Balthazar? He's here? Why would he be on earth?"
Ryan froze… Oh god he doesn't know, "Darren is, um, he is ya know?"
"I could ask you the same thing honey." She muttered.
"Shut up sugar," He mumbled back.
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