"We should go back soon, you'll get lectured."
"All the more reason to stay out, brother mine. Besides, I like the nightlife."
"You're a idiot, sister."Blackness held him in it's comforting folds. The darkness and the night was a comfort he always enjoyed. It helped that his sister and he were night owls. A family trait, she had declared it in that obnoxious and proud way she lived. Always the first to charge and the first to meet the problem head on with the finesse of a bull in a china shop with a angry hornet thrown in. Still, he admired for it. For the unconditional way she loved him, or so she claimed. He could still feel the guilt in her touch, see it in her eyes when she looked upon him. It wasn't her fault. She had only been a child like him.
"What could you have done?"
"I should have seen him. Nate! NATHANIEL! Don't you dare die on me!"
"Still my idiot sister..."
Die? He had already been burned near to it. What did he have to fear from a little sleep? He felt her hands tug at him, hauling him up. She was carrying him. What a strong sister. How proud he was. For all her guilt made her overprotective and gave her excuse. She truely would move mountains and kick up a tornado of a fit to get him what was needed and desired. Even if she herself hadn't desired it. He remembered when the teacher had passed over him in the physical part of their education, and against the rule barring siblings from working together Jesse had fought tooth and nail to get with him. He could still remember her scorching gaze at ten years old. Daring those so much older to try and separate them.
"What have you done?"
"Nathan-! Shot-!"
"Give him here."
That's right. The darkness held him as he felt hands take him. They had been out in the park. A favorite of Jesse's. A gun man. Point the gun towards the stronger. What can a maimed man do? Knock the gun away. A sardonic smile crossed his face as he remembered. Pain bloomed in his heart as he fell on the man, downing him and turning the gun upon him. Even if he was down he must not allow Jesse to come to harm. Sobs filled his ears. Jess...
"Be strong sister. I love you, may in our next life I be as beautiful as you deserve."As the darkness receeded he laid upon the ground. Content to lay there, he stared up towards thelarge house that loomed over his sprawled figure. Loathed to stand, for what reason was there. Laying was best to sort out his thoughts, and if this was death... Well, it wasn't so bad. He actually felt his heart still beating. Dark eyes closed, what would she do? Charge into the fray of course. as he was to tired to do. His long fingers traced furrows in the ground in nonsensical patterns.
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