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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 20, 2013 15:37:32 GMT -5
Cole nodded, sighing a bit and dropping his shirt. Hesitantly he reached out and took the offeted peanut butter cracker. "Thanks..." He breathed, never one to say much, even though he was feelung alittle more comfortable around this guy. They could relate, at least. But Cole didn't like change, and talking would be a big change. He was too stuck in his old ways that kept him from getting terribly hurt by others.
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Post by Alcatraz Hurst on Jul 20, 2013 16:35:31 GMT -5
I shrug my shoulders in response as he mumbled out a 'thanks' after he took the cracker. I take another out and set the pack on my lap, face tilted downward as I pull the cracker apart, putting the one with the least peanut butter in my mouth. I embarassedly brush crumbs off my Like Moths To Flames shirt and put the other one in my mouth, holding the pack out to Cole. I had more food in my bag -I knew I wouldn't be buying lunch, and I usually brought mine, anyway- so I didn't mind sharing. I push my hair out of my face again, not knowing what to say. I was just so socially awkward, but the fact that Cole seemed to be, too, somehow comforted me. "So. Have you heard anything about me? There's usually a couple rumors circulating, and if you have, I'd like to set them straight." I say, chuckling softly at the last part. Set them 'straight' it was a pun.. or irony. Either.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 20, 2013 17:33:02 GMT -5
Cole ate the cracker slowly, almost shyly. When the pack was iffered again, a hesitant hand reached out and took one more, a ghost of a smile passing his lips in appreciation. Then Alcatraz was asking if Cole haf heard rumors about him, and Cole thought a moment before finally shaking his head. "I keep to myself..don't pay attention to that stuff.." He mumbled. He knew there were rumors about him as well. Being gay, being mute, the reasons he was so quiet, reasons why he was okay when his brother had been wheelchair bound in the accident that made the news two years ago. Why their dad died and none of them had. Jake had knocled teeth out, broken limbs, of people he'd heard murmur such rumors.
So Cole did his best to play invisible so it wouldn't be his fault somebody got beat up my his far scarier older brothers.
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Post by Alcatraz Hurst on Jul 20, 2013 20:24:46 GMT -5
I wait for a moment until he finally takes another crack, a small grin spreading across his face. I nod as Cole goes on that he mostly kept to himself and didn't pay much attention to rumors. It was good to meet someone like that, though a bit bland. But, hopefully he'd open up a bit more later, and maybe I would, too. "Ah. Well, no tainted first impressions, then." I say, glancing over at him with a smirk. I take another cracker from the pack, pulling it apart and sticking one half into my mouth at a time. I eventually reach for my bag again, rummaging through until I finally pull out a water bottle. "Came prepared." I state embrassedly, shrugging my thin shoulders slightly.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 20, 2013 23:08:34 GMT -5
Cole nodded, but couldn't help laughing faintly when he said hr had come prepared. "They started taking my money.. So I don't bring it.. Just eat at home." He shrugged and looked back down into his lap, fiddling with his fingers. "Jus get into a routine I gues.." He whispered with another uncertain shrug.
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Post by Alcatraz Hurst on Jul 21, 2013 14:50:11 GMT -5
I nod as he speaks, taking a sip out of the water bottle. "I just bring my lunch, tend to sit by myself. If they're bothering me I eat in the bathroom." I reply quietly, shrugging my shoulders. I hold out the pack of crackers to Cole again- there were only two left, and he could have both if he wanted.
"I planned on coming out here, I didn't want to go to school, didn't want to deal with people's bullshit." I add, taking another sip of water before offering it to him in case he was thirsty. It wasn't like I had cooties or anything, but, whatever.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 22, 2013 14:27:27 GMT -5
Cole just nodded, biting at his lip hesitantly and finally plucking another from the pack, sticking it in his mouth and chewing slowly. He wiped at any stray crumbs. "You can have that.." He said sheepishly. After all it was his food, not Cole's. He took the water, taking a sip before handing it back, nodding at thevlast bit that Alcatraz had to say. "I just try 'n ignore them.." He whispered, leaning back and crossing his legs at the ankles. "So yeah.." He really was terrible with conversation.
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Post by Alcatraz Hurst on Jul 22, 2013 15:01:35 GMT -5
I nod as he says that I can have it and I put the last cracker in my mouth, balling the plastic wrapper in my fist before sticking it into the front pocket of my book bag. I take the water back after Cole takes a sip and I screw the cap back on, nodding slightly as he spoke again. "I could've just stayed home.. my parents wouldn't have noticed." I mumble, shrugging my shoulders and looking away. "I.. sorta live in the treehouse." I mumble, looking down at my lap, picking at my nails. It wasn't something I really admitted openly to people, I was much more likely to scream out 'I'm wgay' in a full cafeteria then mumble 'I live in a treehouse' to one person.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 23, 2013 3:34:38 GMT -5
Cole glanced at him curiously as he spoke. He frowned, then a faint smile tried breaking through. "At least it's quiet... I got three older brothers 'n my mom..in a three bedroom house." He nodded quietly, not one to judge at all. Hell...look at his past..
"I have a twin...he's in a wheelchair now, we were in a car accident two years ago.." He whispered. Why was he telling him this? You could usually only get two words from him. But man he'd held this in for so long.... This guy seemed to bring it all out, seemed to be someone Cole could just...talk to. Or at..
"My oldest brother was sixteen 'n driving home. They were both buzzed. I-..we didn't tell my dad. He was in the pasdengers seat 'n Jake looked back to say somethin' to my other brother Tyler...swerved inti the other lane. We got h-..hit by a truck." He wiped at watering eyes carefully, looking into his lap, fingers pulling at the stray grass again. "My dad died... My twin Shawn ended up with a metal rod through his back, in a coma..when he 'woke, he couldn't move from 'waist down.." He sniffled a bit. "I wouldn't get in a car for months...still have nightmares... My older brothers get in fights 'n drink and my mom has to pay for their counseling and my brothers meds....we can't afford a whole lot."
He drew in a shaky breath. "I don't like talkin' much us'ly. Kids even call me mute." He shrugged. "Sorry..."
Holy shit had he really just told him all that? Why? The guy probably thought he was a freak...
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Post by Alcatraz Hurst on Jul 23, 2013 16:40:54 GMT -5
"I guess that's right.." I mumble, chuckling softly. I nod as he speaks and look over at him. I stay quiet as he starts telling me a story, about his past. I'd seen his twin, but I'd never paid much attention to him: I didn't pay much attention to anyone, actually. I run my tongue over my lips, staying silent as Cole finishes up his story. I take a couple moments, looking down at my lap. I wanted to comfort him, but saying 'sorry' wouldn't fix anything. Finally I scoot over before gently wrapping my arms around him for a hug. I wanted to tell him about my parents, but decide against it. It might just make me seem insensitive and that I didn't care about what had happened to him and his family, and I didn't want that. I didn't know why he'd told me that, but I was glad that he had- everyone needed someone.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 24, 2013 2:16:46 GMT -5
Cole jumped at the hug but eventually, cautiously, wrapped arms around the older male. It was oddly comforting. He couldn't remember the last time he'd hugged someone other than his mom. But he rarely even did that anymore. He drew in a wavering breath and sighed it out shakily until he regained self control.
It was funny, how he felt perfectly fit into those arms, curled against this strangers side. He wanted to make an excuae, wanted to tell him he knew what he was going through. But for once he wasn't avoiding words, he just didn't think they were needed.
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Post by Alcatraz Hurst on Jul 24, 2013 12:42:42 GMT -5
I don't let him go as he jerks back, and soon he wraps his arms around me, too. It was weird, I hadn't had physical contact with someone in a long time unless they were punching me or something. I take a deep breath and hesitantly rest my chin on the top of his blue head, adjusting my grip on Cole slightly.
I wanted to say something, something that would make him warm up to me more, be my friend, but I couldn't find the words, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to. He hadn't pulled out of the hug yet, and I didn't want to end it. But, didn't all good things come to en end?
I wouldn't let it.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 24, 2013 12:48:43 GMT -5
Cole's breathing evened out and he sighed, though the sound was a bit freer than before. "...I like this.." He whispered with a shy smile down into his lap. He fell right back into the silence soon after, not really minding it. It wasn't terribly awkward like before. It was weird, how comfortable he felt around this familiar stranger.
"Tell me 'bout you.." He mumbled. He wasn't pushing for anything that Alcatraz might not want, just little facts if anything, a question to show he was curious, that he enjoyed his company.
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Post by Alcatraz Hurst on Jul 24, 2013 13:15:31 GMT -5
I chuckle softly at his words, a blush creeping over my pale cheeks. I nod slightly, a smile growing on my face. I raise my eyebrows at Cole's request. There wasn't much to tell. "Uhm.. Well, like I said, I sleep in the tree house- have since I was about ten. My parents had started doing drugs, drinking, and.. abuse came with it. One night I fled to the tree house and never came back down." I say, shrugging my shoulders. I rather liked it, actually. It was secluded, I was always alone, I only had myself to take care of and worry about. "But you said about me, not my past." I add, looking away. "I like animals and chess." I continue randomly. "I-I I'm gay.." I mumble, expecting Cole to pull away from me. Why'd I had to say that? I mentally slap myself, expecting to soon be alone again.
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Post by Cole Gryffon on Jul 24, 2013 13:27:47 GMT -5
Cole nodded slowly. "At least you got out when you could.." He insisted, looking for the positive. When Alcatraz said he'd asked about him, not his past, Cole huffed. "I don't mind." He continued to listen, head cocked, arms still around him. "I like animals. I dunno how tuh' play chess...and, meat makes me sick." He bit at his lip sheepishly, especially as Al continued. "I...I think I 'm, too.." He drawled. "I mean, I never kissed anyone so I dunno.." He felt his cheeks heat up with a blush. "But yeah...never really thought 'bout girls."
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