Ene (impotentwaffle) wrote in cwf,
@ 2010-05-27 17:19:00

Corbin and Colby
The fights were getting unbearable. Paul was unbearable, but he was still at their house and Corbin had calmed down quite a bit since he'd attacked the poor kid. At the moment, Paul was asleep in the bedroom, on a makeshift bed on the floor. He was like a dog, Corbin liked to think. He wasn't going to let the mongrel into the bed. His mother was out of town with her boyfriend and after Paul had been so upset about getting hit, Corbin offered to let him stay. Stupid, but he thought maybe if Paul was still around, Colby would be less likely to take off with their father for just a little while longer.

He'd just come back from the occult shop about an hour ago. He had a book in his lap and he was sitting on the couch reading it intently. He didn't know where Colby was, but he could sense deep in his bones that his brother hadn't gone anywhere too far away. He dreaded the moment he felt so empty that it was clear Colby had left him for good. The book on his lap was about demons, summoning them and--most importantly--banishing them.

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flowers
2010-05-28 12:57 am UTC (link)

For a while Colby had laid in the bed, just watching Paul sleeping on the floor. He wasn't ever going to be able to make both of them happy at the same time, or to get away with not hurting one or both of them when he had to make a choice. And the choice was clear. It had been from the beginning. He would always and forever pick Corbin before he picked Paul or picked anyone else. When he heard Corbin come back he got up from the bed and came out to the sofa to sit beside him. He leaned over and laid his head on his shoulder, just getting comfortable because he planned on being there the whole time that Corbin was or the whole time his brother would let him.

"what are you reading?"

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impotentwaffle
2010-05-28 01:01 am UTC (link)

Seeing him come from that room hadn't done a lot for his mood, but he had been the one to invite the boy to stay. He chewed on the inside of his cheek as he sat there, turning page by page, skimming each word carefully to make sure he didn't miss a possibility.

"I'm reading a book to try and figure out how to send our fucking father back to wherever the hell he came from," he snapped. "There's a ritual in here that might work, but we'd have to kill our mother." And no matter what the woman had done to them, Corbin still missed her and wanted her attention. Granted, that was impossible now because they were still on the lam from the mental institution. Sometimes Corbin forgot that when he pretended that their lives were normal.

	flowers 2010-05-28 03:15 am UTC (link)
	Colby pulled his knees up and wrapped his arms around them so that he could just sit comfortably against his brother. "What are we supposed to do now?" With Paul, because they couldn't just dump him, they couldn't just shut him out, could they? "I don't want to hurt him, I already hurt him too much." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	flowers 2010-05-28 07:39 pm UTC (link)
	"I trust you." He always did, even if Corbin broke his trust he could always win it back so easily. Colby squeezed his arms around Corbin a little tighter and then relaxed against him again. "Paul thinks that I am a horrible person, I don't know why he wants to stay here, but I want him to, at least until he doesn't want to anymore." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	flowers 2010-05-28 08:14 pm UTC (link)
	Colby nodded a little bit. "Write me out of the schedule." He needed to just recover and being at work around other people wasn't really going to help, even if he was just a stocker. "I just want to sleep a lot." Though he never slept all that long even if he could sleep in, so being off of work wouldn't really change that. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	flowers 2010-05-28 09:13 pm UTC (link)
	Colby just went back to being very quiet and he pressed his face back into Corbin's shoulder. He wasn't sure why but he felt like he was going to cry and he just wished that something would go right for them just once. He tried to listen to Paul make food, but he was being incredibly quiet. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	impotentwaffle 2010-05-28 09:15 pm UTC (link)
	Corbin could feel that shimmer of sadness rising off of Colby. "What's the matter?" he whispered as he pressed his own cheek to his brother's. "You can tell me why you're so sad." He thought maybe things were getting better, but he knew it would be a slow process. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	flowers 2010-05-28 09:17 pm UTC (link)
	"I don't know why I am sad." he just felt like he was and he wasn't sure what to do about it. "Don't you get sad sometimes?" He whispered back because he really didn't want Paul to hear him. Not right now, because he was pretty sure that Paul was the main reason why he was sad. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)