[CLOSED] how high can you fly with broken wings?

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

"Night," Richard huffed, and Sedrick glanced up from the TV. He checked that the puppy was getting it's formula alright, flicked Richard's foot when he kicked him in the leg in a taunting manner.
'How are you supposed to care for that thing? You can't even help yourself.'
'Yeah, failure.'
'Freak.'
'C'mon Ricky be honest with yourself. What good are yo-'
"Hey..Ricky. Relax..."
Richard was staring at him warily and he eased up, hadn't realized how tense he had gotten.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

She turned her attention back to the TV, reaching over for her bowl of popcorn carefully. She sat it on the floor so she wouldn't knock it over, popping a kernel into her mouth. She finished off half of her water, then got up, walking to the bathroom. She came back a few minutes later, Salt at her heels. She picked him up, kissing the top of his head, passing carefully in front of the boys to get to her seat.

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

Richard reached out and snatched the second bowl, nudging the third to Sedrick, eyes still on the movie. Sedrick took it, popping a few into his mouth. He shook faintly as Richard watched him, but neither said anything as they watched the movie. Sedrick could see how Richard kept looking at Noelle, smirked.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

Noelle looked up from the love seat where she was curled up with Salt to see her dad at the door. He smiled, then flipped off the light, leaving the three teens in nothing but the glow of the TV. She felt Richard's eyes on her, and blushed, running her fingers slowly over Salt's back. The dog jumped down, bouncing over to the couch where he burrowed underneath it. She looked up at a dark part of the movie, her eyes wandering over the lines of Richard's face glowing with the light of the TV.

[sedrick fidelis johnson]

Sedrick shifted his weight, trying to calm his nerves. He glanced at Noelle, and a clueless Richard, smiled faintly in further amusement. Clearing his throat huskily, Richard glanced his way. He only smirked again, watching the movie quietly, holding the whimpering puppy close.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

Noelle sat up, leaning over for her bottle of water. Salt came out from under the sofa, trying to attack her hand. "Oh shoo, you pest." She complained, waving him away. He growled, trying to bite her hand. "Salt!" She slapped the floor, and he retreated back to the sofa. She realized she had knocked her water under the sofa because of him, and groaned, climbing off the love seat, and crawling over to the sofa. "Give it back, you brat." She said, and he barked, nudging it to the other end of the sofa. She sighed, dropping her head to her arms.

[richard marcus johnson]

Richard smirked as he watched her, eyes wandering over her ass until Sedrick smacked him carefully with his free hand. He huffed, sliding off the sofa to reach under and pull the puppy out by its scruff, nudging it along out of the way. Reaching a little further, he grabbed the water bottle, holding it out. "Do I get a thank you kiss?" He teased, yelped as Sedrick kicked him in the back. "Ow, hey!"

[tisha noelle gillespie]

Noelle couldn't help but blush at the comment, and assume he was teasing her for looking at him. 'Why am I always interested in the guys I can't have?' She thought, taking the water bottle from him with a gentle smile. "Sure, if you insist." She breathed. She watched him hesitantly, debating whether or not it was a good idea. He had to be poking fun, right? He was older than her and in Vegas, of all places. He could have whoever he wanted with those looks. And she was fairly certain she didn't fall in those categories. She leaned close, her hand on the floor to brace herself as she gently kissed his cheek.

[richard marcus johnson]

Richard smirked as Sedrick scoffed with the action. "Pathetic," He heard his brother mutter, and he laughed. Ruffling her hair gently, he climbed onto the couch again, offered Noelle a hand back up so she wasn't still on the floor. The puppy in Sedrick's lap began to cry, and he watched Ricky get up to go warm up some formula.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

Noelle took his hand and got up off the floor, holding onto her water bottle. She hadn't even let go of his hand yet when Salt came bouncing over, trying to bite her. But she had on shorts instead of pants he could latch to, so he settled for her foot. "Ow, Salt. Who gave you sugar?" She said, nudging him with her foot as she held onto Richard's hand for balance. The dog barked and went at her foot again, and she groaned, pushing him away again. "Oh my gosh."

[richard marcus johnson]

Richard chuckled, hanging onto her hand so she wouldn't fall over. He studied her quietly, heard the microwave beep and glanced up as Sedrick rounded the corner again and sat back down.
Richard looked back over at Salt when he went after Noelle's foot again, laughed.

[tisha noelle gillespie]

"He's crazy!" She laughed, carefully sitting on the arm of the sofa by Richard. She swung her feet above the ground, since they didn't touch it anyways. She reached up to undo the string on her bikini, the drying water getting itchy on her neck. She carefully pulled it off under her shirt and tossed it to the love seat so Salt wouldn't tear it up. He jumped up, trying to grab one of her toes, and she shook her head.

[richard marcus johnson]

Richard only smirked, glancing her way. He watched the puppy for a moment until Sedrick mumbled some and tensed. Glancing his way he rose an eyebrow, frowned. His brother looked ready to freak, and he reached over, scooping up the puppy and the bottle and passing them to Noelle quietly.
"Ricky..?"
"Shut them up..shut them u-"
Richard winced as he screeched, and reached to grab his arms when he moved to jump up. He gritted his teeth, holding his squirming brother back so he wouldn't hurt himself trying to silence whatever he was hearing in his head. It wouldn't be a first he hurt himself. "Let me go Richard," Sedrick practically growled, tears running down his cheeks. "Shut up!" He sobbed, shaking his head.
His shouting broke through the silent house, Richard sitting firm, jaw set as he continued holding him back.
"Losing my fucking mind.." Ricky mumbled, thrashing in his grip, feet digging in the ground as he tried pulling away. "AH!"

[tisha noelle gillespie]

"Oh my goodness.." She breathed, almost dropping the puppy because it was handed to her so fast. She gently rubbed the nipple of the bottle against it's mouth, trying to get it to drink it. She watched them, honestly terrified. She heard her parents come running down the stairs, and looked up, holding the puppy helplessly.

"Is he okay?!" Her mother asked, quickly followed by her father's 'Are you guys okay?'

"We're fine.. He's just.. hearing stuff.." She mumbled, not sure how to put it. He wasn't insane, right?

"Noelle, you need to get to bed." Her father said, and she was about to complain when he pointed to the door. She wanted to stay up with Richard and Sedrick. She just climbed the stairs, holding the puppy close as she heard her father talking downstairs.

"He's gonna be okay, puppy." She said, climbing into bed. She checked to make sure the door was shut before she pulled off her shirt and let her wings unfurl from her back, laying the puppy on the pillow beside her.

[richard marcus johnson]

Richard glanced up helplessly as Sedrick cried out again.
He grimaced as his brother managed to spin and strike him across the face, making to run anywhere that a door locked.
He was up and after him instantly, had clearly done this before, grabbed him around the waist and held him close, a hand covering his mouth and restraining his squirming brother. They were a decent match though.
"Ow, fuck, don't bite me!" He snapped as his brother let out a muffled sob, covering his ears.
"Sh...shh Ricky... It's okay.." He hauled him back to the couch and sat down, pulling his head into his lap. "You don't need to hurt yourself...they'll go away.." Glancing up at the two, it was clear he didn't know what else to do. Sedrick already suffered from depression enough, and the last medication they had tried had not helped. He didn't want them sending Ricky back, either, didn't know them well enough to judge if they would or not. It was the reason no other fosters would take them, and he refused to be separated.