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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien glanced at the front door when he heard a car door slam and music abruptly cut off. Aaron practically sprinted in. Dropping her bag by the door, hanging(throwing) up her keys and slamming the door. Adrien watches her run up and slide over to Nicholas. "CALL ME NEXT TIME, YOU DUMBASS!!" She whisper shouts, looking at Adrien. "You fucking dastardly villain, wHaT dID yOu Do!?" She asked him, still whisper shouting. Her black and red hair was pulled up into a small ponytail on the back of her head. She was wearing a black, cropped tank top and jean shorts. With her usual shell necklace and bracelet around her wrists. Adrien mimicked her in a mocking way. "I didn't do nothing. I bandaged him up but he otherwise refuses to talk to me. And being my emotionally unstable self, I am not doing great at comforting." He drawls. Aaron glares at him. "I'm making you go to therapy 2 times a week if you keep that up." She huffs, taking Nicholas' hand gently. Adrien huffed and sat Ginger up, using his paws and shaking him gently side from side. Indicating no. "You legit can't make me." Adrien said. "Also, can we focus on the currently injured person in our living room?" He muttered, letting Ginger go and curl back up in his lap. Aaron rolled her eyes. "I'm nor above strapping you down." She muttered, turning to Nicholas. "Hello, Dear. I see you've met my awkward asshole of a brother." She hummed, gently rubbing his palms with her thumbs. "Want anything to eat?" She asked. Adrien gave an almost unseeable frown as he looked down to pet Ginger to cover it. |
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Nick Browns - Nicks tears where slowly backing off and slowing down the flow. Nick was very thankful Aaron was back now, he only really truely trusted her. He held her hands as soon as she sat down next to him, only pulling away a few times to wipe his tears away. He listened to their sibling argument, and remembered the arguments Taylor, Eloise and himself they'd get into all the time. He stayed silent throughout the entire argument, but picked up on every word. When Aaron turned back to him he looked up, meeting her eyes. He shook his head in response. Adrien was wrong about him refusing to talk. Nick just wasn't a very talkative person in general, and Adrien himself hadn't been very good at making small talk either. "I didn't refuse to talk, I'm just not a talkative person." Nick corrects Adrien, who was now looking down at the orange cat in his lap. |
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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien set Ginger aside on the couch and stood. "Doesn't stop the fact that you didn't say much of anything when you came here bleeding." He muttered, sounding frustrated as he scooped Ginger up and walked toward the stairs. Adrien trotted up them, vanishing upstairs. He walked back up to the attic, plopping down on the couch and curling up with Ginger. Aaron Pirla -♡- Aaron sighed and rubbed her head with one hand. "Don't... mind him. He's..." Aaron trailed off with a shrug. Aaron stood, gently helping Nicholas stand. "He has a few problems with emotions and what-not. I really should strap him into therapy." Aaron butted, helping Nicholas into one of the bar stools at the counter and glancing at him. "Sure you don't want any food?" She asked him gently. Trying not to think to much on Adrien. Though, she really had to talk to him about it... |
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Nick Browns - Nick looked down once he had heard Adriens answer, tears starting to fill his eyes again. Being a people pleaser, Nick took Adriens frustration and comment very personally. He truely didn't like it when people didn't like him. It made him feel insecure and uncomfortable. Nick felt like no one actually wanted him, he was just everyones constant problem. He couldn't do anything right, he couldn't even pass one simple class. Nick wished he could just disappear. Maybe then, a lot of peoples lives would be a lot easier. If he had never been born, his mom would still be alive, making his dad much more happy, his sisters wouldn't have to deal with all of the abuse they'd gone through, and Adrien and Aaron wouldn't have to pick up the pieces and deal with Nicks broken self. Nick stood up slowly, with Aarons help. Keeping his head down, he followed Aaron, sitting down. He shook his head simply. Nick tried to choke the tears down, but accidentally, he blinks and a few salty tears fell down onto the countertop. He tried to hide them, and his face, but he was probably failing. Nick felt worthless, unwanted. He was just a burden to everyone he cared about, and no one should have to carry that burden. He was an adult, he should be able to take care of himself. But he felt so helpless and worthless, he just wanted, needed someone to help him. |
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Aaron Pirla -♡- Aaron frowned, walking over to him and hugging him tentatively. "He wasn't angry at you. He was frustrated with himself. If you want proof, he usually glares at the person when mad at them." She told him, placing a kiss to his hair and pulling back, frowning. "Yiu can stay here tonight. But... uhm... just a warning, don't be surprised if our dad comes back with his girlfriend. Probably somewhere around 10 pm. We don't really know anymore. But it doesn't really matter, feel free to stay. Also, if you do stay, don't be weirded out by Adrien and myself's morning selves." Aaron rambled, straightening up as she opened the fridge, digging through it and pulling out a box of leftovers. "Here. Eat those. Adrien and I can find something else to eat." She said gently, in a motherly-slash-sisterly sort of way. "Really, Nicholas. Don't worry about it. We all need someone to lean on. And you can lean on me. Alright?" She sighed, smiling, slightly sad. |
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Nick Browns - Nick took in Aarons words. He'd heard those same words dozens of times, by his sisters, Aaron and even Arianna. Though they where supposed to be helpful and meaningful words, they didn't quite sink in properly. He had heard them so many times that the importance of them had dulled and become less meaningful to him. His bad thoughts overwhelmed the words, and just going farther down the dark rabbit hole of 'I mean nothing to everyone in my life'. "Thank you" he murmured with his still hoarse voice when Aaron left to go to the fridge. But when she came back with food and told him to eat, he found himself not hungry at all. Actually he felt exactly the opposite. The thought of eating right now, repulsed him. He felt like vomiting just at the thought of consuming any sort of matter. "I-I'm not hungry..." he said quitely and shakily. He kept his head down, to conceal his face. Thankfully, he had managed to control his tears, and forced himself not to cry anymore. |
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Aaron Pirla -♡- Aaron somehow resisted the urge to curl up in the bathtub and let the water drown her. She took a deep breath, tough, it didn't help when he voice came out shaky. "Nicholas, I can see you spiraling. And I don't know how to help you. Please, tell me anything that I can do to help you." She said, sinking into a barstool as she moves the food away from Nick, pushing it away from herself as well. Sheknew she should eat something. She had missed lunch. But, rightnow, her hurt best friend came miles before food. "Anything at all... like.. do you need sleep? A movie? A bath? To go to the beach? Yes at night." She listed, fingers pulling at a few strands of her red hair, tugging some strands from her scalp. |
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Nick Browns - Truthfully, all of the things Aaron had listed sounded excellent, especially the beach. But he still felt like asking for any of those things was going to make Aaron have to do too much for him. Sleeping sounded like the most effortless answer. If he was honest, he wasn't going to be able to sleep, at all. He'd probably just end up crying, alone, in the dark, but that meant Aaron wouldn't have to go out of her way to do anything for him. "...sleep sounds nice..." he said softly, still looking down, still hiding his face. |
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Aaron Pirla -♡- Aaron stared at him for a long time. "... yeah... okay... comeon, I'll help you to the guest room..." She muttered, standing an wrapping an arm around Nick. She helped him up, walking him to the guest room on the second floor. Aaron let go and stared at him for a moment longer. "... lock the door when I leave..." She muttered with a smile she hoped was reassuring. "I'll see you tomorrow morning..." She said, stepping out of the room and turning, going back to the kitchen. She didn't do anything. She just sat down on the floor, pulled her knees to her chest and shut out the world. Adrien wasn't doing much better, he was sitting on his couch, staring blandly outside his window. |
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Nick Browns - Nick nodded as Aaron left, and did as he was told, locking the door behind her. He wondered why she was having him do so, but he did it anyway. After the door had locked with a small click, Nick walked stiffly over to the bed and laid down, slowly, wincing at any movement that effected his back. He didn't have shoes on, as he'd run over here without them, and he couldn't change, as he had no clothes with him. Nick just curled up on his less whipped side, and let the waves of sadness and depression wash over him. No one wanted him... No one needed him... He wasn't needed in this world... He was worthless... He was meaningless... He was useless... He was a burden for others... He was the problem. Slow tears started to trickle down the side of his face, making the white sheets below him salty and wet. |
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