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Post by chantel on Jul 27, 2012 15:03:02 GMT -5
She carefully pulled off her bra, then pulled her shirt on. "It's nice. I help Parish do all the stuff around the house since she can't really move the sofa and stuff." She said quietly, wiggling out of her jeans and underwear before she changed into a new pair of underwear and some shorts. She picked up her wet clothes and carried them to the bathroom to be put in the hamper. "Are you going to stay with me tonight?"
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Post by derek chandler ralston on Jul 27, 2012 15:07:41 GMT -5
Derek nodded when she said she helped Parish around the house. He stood up as she put her wet clothes in the hamper. "I can. I don't have anywhere else to stay right now." Everything he had was on that bike. He scratched at his jaw, yawning, his tongue curling behind his canines.
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Post by chantel on Jul 27, 2012 15:10:49 GMT -5
She nodded, walking back to her bed. She pulled one of the pillows on the floor to the bed, fixing it a bit before she sat down. "You can sleep with me if you want to." She offered. She didn't think anything of him sleeping in her bed. They'd slept next to each other countless times. And she trusted him.
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Post by derek chandler ralston on Jul 27, 2012 15:22:29 GMT -5
"Alright. I'll go grab my things." He fixed his leather jacket collar and stuffed his hands in his pockets as he wandered out, passing the pirate on his way. Stepping outside, he lifted the hatch seat and pulled his bag out, carrying it back inside.
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Post by chantel on Jul 27, 2012 16:48:50 GMT -5
Chantel waited for him to come back, playing with her hair. She didn't like how wet it was, but she guessed it would dry like her fur always did. She moved to grab an extra blanket from under the bed, laying it down on Derek's side.
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Post by derek chandler ralston on Jul 27, 2012 16:57:10 GMT -5
Derek wandered back up the stairs and set his bag down by the bed. He sat down next to her, rubbing his hands together slowly. "So," He huffed, then cringed at a shrill screech in his head, bringing his hands to his ears with a shaky breath.
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Post by chantel on Jul 27, 2012 17:16:29 GMT -5
"Oh.." She whined, reaching over to wrap her arms around him. She gently ran her fingers over his stomach, hoping that soon the voices would go away. She closed her eyes, laying her head gently on his back. "It's okay, Derek.." She said quietly.
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Post by derek chandler ralston on Jul 27, 2012 17:22:15 GMT -5
Derek gripped at the sides of his head, eyes closed and teeth bared and he growled ferally, a pained whine building in his throat. But one by one the turmoil faded and all that was left was Satan's echoing laughter and different images, different murders, flashing behind closed eyes. He went rigid, now red eyes flicking open as he drew in a shaky breath. The rich silence that dinally came was enough to calm him again, and the color faded from his eyes.
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Post by chantel on Jul 27, 2012 17:26:01 GMT -5
"It's okay, Derek.. It's okay.." She said quietly, slowly running her hand over his chest. She listed to his breathing, slowly balling her hand into a fist around his shirt. She hated when she knew he was troubled. He didn't show much emotion, especially to her. But she knew deep down he cared somewhat.
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Post by derek chandler ralston on Jul 27, 2012 17:45:20 GMT -5
Derek's rapid breaths slowed some, and he worked out of his jacket, clearing his throat. He patted her hand gently and offered her a gentle look, then fished in his bag and pulled out a beer bottle, twisting the cap off. Just one though, he would never get drunk in front of her. He leaned back some, sighing and relaxing when he was sure he wouldn't hear anything else, and took a swallow. He'd told Chantel everything, to gain her trust. But he'd also said he disn't need help. That being thrown in the looney bin would only drive him madder than he was.
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Post by chantel on Jul 27, 2012 17:53:46 GMT -5
She gently drew her knees up around him, keeping her arms wrapped tightly around his torso. She listened quietly to his breathing, slowly running her fingers over his stomach. She didn't dare say anything, just stayed silent. If he wanted peace, she wouldn't ruin it for him. She yawned, her hands falling to rest on his stomach as she laid her head on his shoulder.
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Post by derek chandler ralston on Jul 27, 2012 17:57:26 GMT -5
Derek shifted his weight some, easing up as her arms wrapped around him. He drank his beer with a thoughtful expression, was often found thinking. But he didn't offer a single word, could sit in silence for hours without feeling awkward if he wanted to.
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Post by chantel on Jul 27, 2012 18:02:35 GMT -5
Chantel kept her arms tight around him, her knees bent up at his sides. But soon she was drifting off into sleep, her grip loosening a bit on him. She held tightly to his shirt with one hand, the other on his chest as she finally gave up the fight and fell asleep.
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Post by derek chandler ralston on Jul 27, 2012 18:36:57 GMT -5
Derek felt her relax against him and he gently lifted her up after setting his beer aside. He pulled the covers back and tucked her in. It had been a long day for him as well and he yawned, finishing his beer and pulling his jeans and shirt off before sliding in beside her. Sleep was the only time he found peace, if he was lucky enough to escape dreaming. He slept soundly, an arm wrapped protectively around her. No, they may never be sexually interested, but he would protect her with his life. Even in the sleeping world.
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Post by chantel on Jul 27, 2012 18:45:48 GMT -5
She moved closer to him in her sleep, longing for his warmth since she seemed to be beyond cold. She turned over so she was facing him, burying her face in his chest. Despite the two of them never even thinking about being together, she felt closer to him than to anyone else. She fell into a deeper sleep, curled up as close to him as she could.
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