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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 29, 2010 23:37:06 GMT -5
Okay, he could do this! It wouldn't be hard at all! He just had to build up the strength to tell his family, mostly his older brother. But how to tell him? How in the would was he going to tell his big brother that he pretty much was hopping on the the gay train even more and marrying Augusta?
Kyle didn't like Augusta, nor did Sarah. Hell, very few people liked him really. But what did that matter? Right? Right! Then why the hell was Kristopher pacing outside the Study doors? Not entering when he knew his brother was working in there right now?
He needed to go in, walk up to his brother and tell him he was getting married and there was little he could do about it! But he loved his family, and he wanted his brothers blessings. He really did but he knew he wasn't going to get it, without a fight he was sure. Kyle had done almost everything to keep Kris from getting close to Augusta, from deepening things. After all, Kyle believe Augusta was bad for Kris. He probably was right, Kris changed a lot after meeting Augusta and the changes kept coming.
But he had to tell him, he had too. Augusta understood, he knew he would. Pulling on his sleeves he stopped in front of the door and looked at it before pulling on his hair. "Oh God, come on Kristopher! Pull it together! Everything will go fine..really!" Now open the damn door!
Licking his lips Kristopher opened the door carefully and stepped into the room, "Um, Kyle?" He called out, hoping his brother wasn't really here but knew he was...
Maybe he SHOULD of brought Augusta with him.
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Post by Kyle Roberts on Jan 31, 2010 0:59:01 GMT -5
It just so happened that, much to Kristopher's misfortune, Kyle was in the study. After finishing several other things for her, Naelona had set him to tidying up the study. Really it was no business of hers whether the place was cleaned or not, but it was something for her slave to do to keep him from getting up to things he'd best not. Kyle understood that perfectly, even if he didn't quite see the need. One would think that he'd proven his loyalty without a shadow of a doubt, that further questions of his reliability were completely unfounded. However it seemed that his mistress still didn't trust him, although that wasn't saying very much. As far as he knew his mistress didn't trust anyone anymore, not after that little incident with his brother. But in the end, Kyle was an obedient slave. Which is why he found himself following her orders without question, just as always.
When he heard his brother's voice call out through the empty room he paused, in the midst of sweeping, rearranging some charters, and dusting....all at once. His solemn gaze turned towards where the entrance lay, unable to see Kris just yet. "Whad id it?" It was a bit hard to talk with a feather duster in his mouth, but he figured Kris was smart enough to get the message.
To be honest he really didn't want any company, not even his baby brother's. The memories and emotions of the other night when he'd attempted to drown himself were still fresh in his mind, and it made him even more anti-social than usual. There was really no one he wanted to see at the moment, not even Sarah. That was partly why he didn't mind all the extra work, it gave him some measure of solitude. Well, at least things can't get any worse.... |
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 31, 2010 1:11:58 GMT -5
What id it?
The blond flinched, not because of the sound of his brothers voice or even the manner of it. It was because Kristopher knew that he was afraid of his brother, of what he might have to say about all of this, with good reason. Slowly, the blond took a few steps forward. "Hey," He said slowly and yet trying to be cheerful.
However, the blond felt far too nervous to be in such a way and his greeting turned a bit high pitched. So with a hit to his chest he tried that again, "Hey." Yes, that was much more manly. "Um..." He rounded about the room until he found his brother. Then, as always, Kristopher put his hands behind his back and started to pull at the poor fabric of his sleeves.
How was he to say this? How to start? He could just suddenly blurt out that he was marrying Augusta. That might shock Kyle, and then he might rage. "Can I---talk with you. For a bit I mean, if you're not busy and all. But it really looks like you are so maybe I should catch you at a better time? Maybe? Ah--ha--ha--ha."
Kristopher then turned to start to leave the room. God, he was such a coward.
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Post by Kyle Roberts on Feb 16, 2010 19:57:48 GMT -5
The brunette boy waited silently for the blonds approach. He wasn't really sure what the boy might want, but whatever it was it couldn't be as bad as everything else. Might even be a nice diversion, a way to keep his mind off of things. So with that in mind he propped the broom against a nearby bookcase, the featherduster getting laid atop a desk. Not being one to slack in his duties he knelt beside the cabinet in front of him, carefully replacing the charts in their proper places.
When Kris arrived and began speaking, Kyle started out listening to him intently. But after a moment his mind began to wander, wondering how Kris and Augy were doing in their relationship. He knew how it felt to share your room, your everything with someone you cared about. But now he could barely stand to even be in his dorm let alone his room. He was beginning to think that he was going to have to find somewhere else to stay. Somewhere else... [/i] He turned his gaze to Kris, staring at the boy. Maybe....As the boy walked away he hesitated, pride getting the better of him even now. Being the oldest and the head of the family, it was his job to take care of his siblings, not the other way around. But then...his family seemed to be crumbling around him. All he had left was Kris, who until just a few short months ago had hated him all his life. But then...he didn't hate him anymore did he? That meant that maybe there was a chance right? Hesitantly he raised his hand, quietly calling out to his little brother. "Kris...? Can I.... Can I ask you for a favor...?" All he could do now was cross his fingers and hope for the best.[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 21, 2010 22:48:20 GMT -5
"Kris...? Can I.... Can I ask you for a favor...?"
Kristopher blinked a few times, suddenly taken off guard. He wanted to talk to his brother about the changes in his life that was going on and many other things. So hearing Kyle willing to speak made him blink a few times and then the favor....huh.
"Erm, yeah sure. You can. W-What do you need?" Asked the nervous blond, still trying to form words over what he wished to tell his older brother. But now, he was slightly concerned. His brother didn't look so hot, in fact he looked kinda confused.
Kristopher put his thoughts to the side, "Are you alright?" He asked softly, approaching his brother with a little more bravery then he had only moments ago.
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Post by Kyle Roberts on Feb 22, 2010 0:10:36 GMT -5
That was a good question, though the answers were many. He needed a great many things, not the least of them being Sarah. But she was gone now, and so he had to do without her. What he needed most after her, was some way to escape the room that they had shared all this time. There were far too many memories in that room, he couldn't even approach the door without being overcome by grief and despair. "Umm... Could I.... I mean if its not too much trouble... Could i stay with you and Augy...for just a while..?" Moment of truth Kyle...
Was he alright? Hell no he wasn't alright! He'd endured a life so hard that it would have killed many, and driven many more to insanity. He had thrived in a world of monsters where he and his entire race was nothing more than slaves. But this...he simply couldn't handle losing her. He'd always managed to overcome, but only because she's been there. Now she was gone, and not only that but seemingly wanted nothing to do with him. It was more than he could bear. "Y-yeah Kris. I-i'm f...f..." He couldn't go on. Kyle began choking as tears came to his eyes, his sorrow finally flowing over. He did everything he could to hold it in, to try and save some small measure of his pride. Afterall he was the big brother, he was supposed to be stronger than this. But he wasn't. The boy could do nothing as the tears rolled down his face, beginning to sob as he spoke. "N-no. I'm not okay Kris, I'm not.... I just... I don't know what to do...! I..." That was the end of his ability to speak, the sorrow completely overcoming him as he stood there and sobbed like a baby. So much for being apathetic. |
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 27, 2010 22:54:44 GMT -5
"Umm... Could I.... I mean if its not too much trouble... Could i stay with you and Augy...for just a while..?"
Kristopher looked at his brother, whoa. This was new...he had to wonder what on earth was happening now. His older brother didn't look so hot, concerned, Kristopher closed the gap between them and put a hand on the taller ones shoulder. "Of course you can, you know you are always welcome to our room. Even if its to stay with us for a while." He spoke softly, concern on his face. Any idea of what Kristopher was wanting to say to him orginial flew out of his mind, his fear along with it.
Kristopher blinked a few times then, suddenly taken back by Kyle's experssion and those strong eyes suddenly building up tears. Whoa, what really happened? This wasn't his brother, no way in hell was this normal. Kristopher was usually the one crying about something, not his big strong older brother that was like a brick wall.
"N-no. I'm not okay Kris, I'm not.... I just... I don't know what to do...! I..."
It was silly to see him as a wall, brick walls eventually crumpled down into a pile of dust. But they also could be rebuilt, slowly and with time. He had to wonder who took the sludge hammer to him. Kristopher wrapped his arms around the brother in a tight hug.
"Hey, it's alright. What happened? Do I need to slip something nasty into someones soup tonight?" he asked, trying to crack a poor joke.
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Post by Kyle Roberts on Feb 27, 2010 23:26:32 GMT -5
He heard the words, and he felt the arms wrap around him. But the words had no meaning to him, just more sounds that blended in with all the rest. And even though he could feel his brother holding onto him, he still felt desperately alone. He couldn't stand it. Living without her, living alone, it scared him more than anything he'd ever known. Kyle was like a lost child, utterly terrified and truly believing that he'd never live to be happy ever again. Why should he think otherwise? The only person who'd ever been able to make him happy was gone, gone of her own will. It hurt to know that she wasn't coming back, but it hurt even more to know that she hated him, to know that his entire life had been a waste. He was the indomitable pillar of strength no more. Now he was broken.
Wrapping his arms around Kris he held him tightly, almost as though he thought the blond would abandon him as well. He buried his head in the boy's shoulder, still unable to speak through the tears. It was long moments before the words managed to find him, coming out muffled and weak. "Sh-she hates me Kris.... A-and I don't know what to d-do without her.... I'm so scared Kris....." Kyle admitting he was scared? To Kris of all people? It was obvious that something was very wrong with the elder Roberts, but it was doubtful that Kris would be able to figure out exactly what. He'd never told him about him and Sarah. And now, he'd never need to.... |
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 28, 2010 0:26:17 GMT -5
"Sh-she hates me Kris.... A-and I don't know what to d-do without her.... I'm so scared Kris....."
Ah, so that's what this was about. Kristopher might not be the brightest person alive in some areas, but he could understand this one very well. He had been in this spot before, but unlike his brother, Kristopher was able to come to terms with his lover and fix the issue. So he knew very well how it felt to not be with someone. That nasty abandonment feeling. The falling apart and being in limbo.
But Kristopher said nothing for a long moment and just let his brother talk if he felt like it, holding him. "It sounds like she wasn't a very bright woman for letting you go then." said the blond with a small sigh. He would be keeping a very close eye on his older sibling, for it was his only family he had, that and his sister and Augusta. But his siblings where very important to him. He used to hate them, wishing them harm and death just like they had left him to when he was a boy. But he got over that, especially with the help of Honest.
"It's normal to feel scared, its human nature to when your suddenly left alone. However you have to remember, you're not alone. I'm here." He said with a small smile, trying to make the other feel better but he was sure he wasn't doing the best job of it.
"Do you want to talk about it?" he inquired softly.
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Post by Kyle Roberts on Feb 28, 2010 1:45:04 GMT -5
Kyle just continued sobbing into his little brother's shoulder as the boy spoke, barely registering any of the words. What he did understand told him that Kris didn't know what was going on, how could he afterall? The boy thought it was just some random girl, he couldn't possibly know that it was their own sister. She'd told him not to tell Kris, to wait until they were ready. But now...they never would. She was gone, so what was the harm in telling him now? In any case, he was fed up with all the lying. "You don't understand Kris.... Its....its....." He didn't know if he'd heard him or not, his voice was so quiet that he'd barely heard himself, but....to be honest he didn't care. He didn't care about anything.
He began taking deep breathes, the tears finally stopping for the moment. But even though he was momentarily calm, he didn't pull away. Kyle felt like if he let Kris go then he'd leave him too, and he couldn't let that happen. Though he'd never realized it before, he was terrified fo being leftr alone. Not left alone as in for a few days or hours, but left alone for the rest of his life. He couldn't stand that. Taking another deep breath he looked up at the small blond boy, eyes hollow and distraught. "Its Sarah, Kris. She's left me..." For a moment he wondered if Kris would fully understand that, it was a rather collossal concept to grasp, the thought of his brother and sister together. He hoped the blond wouldn't hate him too once he'd discovered the truth...
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