The blue color dyed lighter. A nice bright blue. Curiosity. Her wings unfurled and she looked out, forcing the memories back into their cage. She took a deep breath. "I suppose you're right." She smiled and her wings returned to their natural gray.
That was his quick signal to never talk to her about his childhood again, he'd have to keep it bottled up the way he always had. Sigh.
(Okay someone should get The Anderslam bros and Ryan a counselor…)
Lillian smiled, “Deal. Now let’s get you back to the couch.”
"Let's get you back on the couch sexy," He giggled, "Kinky,"
Cooper laughed from the table where he had been sitting and quietly observing… "You turned him on and left him hanging… cruel!" Coop gestured to Darren's pants causing Darren to go into another fit of laughter.
(All these children need counselors)
Lillian looked to him, “He got a bloody nose okay! We’re getting there. Now shoo!”
(I'm probably gonna get one of my characters a counselor… Ryan has no one to talk to about it and Darren doesn't like to bum Lillian out with his drama)
(I think every single one of these characters needs a damn counselor.)
She knew she'd screwed up. He'd never talk about it again when in reality she was relieved beyond belief that he had the same torture as her and she could talk to him about it and he'd understand her. But she guessed that she'd missed her chance by having her mini panic attack. Sigh
Ryan looked behind him when he heard laughing, he ignored it, he heard Colt's voice in his head a lot so now wasn't the time to freak out about it.
Lillian looked to him, “He got a bloody nose okay! We’re getting there. Now shoo!”
Cooper chuckled and went back to being silent.
Darren was staring at his pants, "That's naughty," he snickered.
(Oof…)
(Oof…)
(:D)
(Idk why I am still here…)
Lillian couldn’t help but snicker too, “You’re naughty.”
(Idk why I am still here…)
(I've been waiting for you… But umm. If that's how you feeeeelll)
She looked up at the sky. The stars always calmed her. "They say when you can name all the stars in the sky, then they truly become yours." She whispered under her breath.
Lillian couldn’t help but snicker too, “You’re naughty.”
"Because of the drugs?" Darren whispered like he was telling a secret.
(Camie! Hi!)
She looked up at the sky. The stars always calmed her. "They say when you can name all the stars in the sky, then they truly become yours." She whispered under her breath.
Ryan stood up anxiously, "I'll be back… Gonna go water the trees or something," he just needs a walk? Not what he was really going for but whatever he had to say so she wasn't worried.
Lillian smiled and whispered back, “If it helps.”
(HI CAMIE!)
Darren crashed onto the couch face first, his head in the cushion.
Lillian laughed and sat down on the floor beside the couch.
"Oh. Okay." Her voice was quiet and sad. She turned her attention back to the stars. She didn't want him to leave. Without him, it was so much easier for the bad thoughts to come back. He distracted her from her thoughts, her fears, her depression. She could feel the memories coming back, panic crawling up her throat.
(Idk why I am still here…)
(I've been waiting for you… But umm. If that's how you feeeeelll)
(Ug, I'm sorry if this sounds really rude, and I kind of hate myself for saying this -slightly more than usual, ha ha!- but you guys always do so much without me, and idk where anybody is or who they're with or anything anymore…)
Lillian laughed and sat down on the floor beside the couch.
Darren had passed out and was now drooling on the cushion, his curly hair in a mess. He was beat and his high was wearing off. No nausea. No headache. No sweats… It was all fine and would be for the rest of the day.
(Yeah sorry……..)
(Its fine. Where is everyone right now?)
Lillian chuckled as she moved the rest of his body onto the couch. She left enough room for her to curl up next to him and fall asleep beside him. She didn’t want to leave his side, not now.
"Oh. Okay." Her voice was quiet and sad. She turned her attention back to the stars. She didn't want him to leave. Without him, it was so much easier for the bad thoughts to come back. He distracted her from her thoughts, her fears, her depression. She could feel the memories coming back, panic crawling up her throat.
Ryan knew it would help him to clear his head for a second and he wouldn't be gone long anyway. He walked through the trees into a wooded forest where a dark hooded being pushed him against a tree, it got very close to his face, "Hey cutie," It whispered… wait was it kissing him? That voice, the lips… Colt. Ryan didn't struggle.
(Belle is about to have a panic attack mixed with PTSD flashbacks on top of a cliff. Just a fact.)
(Ummm Darren Lillian and Cooper are at the Andersons while Belle and Ryan are who knows where. Your in the hospital last I checked. And dead…)