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simplepuzzle) wrote2015-01-01 03:11 pm
simplepuzzle) wrote2015-01-01 03:11 pm
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"Yeah, but what a way to go, huh?"
Are you telling him he's not worth it?
Chuck pours himself a cup and sips at it too, still grinning.
Are you telling him he's not worth it?
Chuck pours himself a cup and sips at it too, still grinning.
Are you telling him you want him dead?
"There's worse ways. You wanna dance?"
"There's worse ways. You wanna dance?"
"Where the fuck is this coming from?" he bites out, uncrossing his arms and letting them fall to his sides, hands fisted. "You were happy enough to jump in back in Vegas!"
Or does Chuck have to remind him he's not a fucking thing to be passed back and forth until Raleigh gets bored.
Or does Chuck have to remind him he's not a fucking thing to be passed back and forth until Raleigh gets bored.
"I said I'd try! I tried! Be happy with him, if that's what you want! But I'm not doing this anymore."
Excuse him, he's going to storm out of the party now. Chuck is his own man and can do as he pleases but that doesn't mean Raleigh has to be privy to something that's hurting him.
Excuse him, he's going to storm out of the party now. Chuck is his own man and can do as he pleases but that doesn't mean Raleigh has to be privy to something that's hurting him.
No it doesn't but it also doesn't mean Chuck deals well with watching people he loves walk away from him because he's not giving them as much as they want from him.
And it sounds like Raleigh's made up his mind, so.
So.
Chuck grabs one of the bottles of rum intended for eggnog and takes it out to the balcony and glares at anyone who dares approach him.
And it sounds like Raleigh's made up his mind, so.
So.
Chuck grabs one of the bottles of rum intended for eggnog and takes it out to the balcony and glares at anyone who dares approach him.
No. Just that if they have to die, this is a pretty good road.
"Yeah!" Really? He's gonna dance with Chuck in front of everyone? In front of Herc?
"Yeah!" Really? He's gonna dance with Chuck in front of everyone? In front of Herc?
Chuck wishes Yancy had waited until he was drunker, but there's not too much he can do about that.
He glares at the bottle and takes another vicious swig. "He's decided he doesn't want me if I'm going to keep fucking you," he says shortly. "Apparently it's 'killing him'."
He glares at the bottle and takes another vicious swig. "He's decided he doesn't want me if I'm going to keep fucking you," he says shortly. "Apparently it's 'killing him'."
Chuck downs the rest of his cup and sets it down, reaching for Raleigh as he follows him to the dance floor.
He's in sooo much trouble, but whatever. Why not. Go for it, it's Christmas.
"Seriously." Chuck offers the bottle, not looking at Yancy. "He's giving up."
Because Chuck can't give all of himself to Raleigh and--it's selfish, right? Chuck's being selfish because he can't--because he wants both of them?
Because Chuck can't give all of himself to Raleigh and--it's selfish, right? Chuck's being selfish because he can't--because he wants both of them?
"Whatever." He grabs the bottle back and drinks it roughly. "So then I'm breaking up with you, too, or...whatever."
Because he's selfish he's the worst and he doesn't want Yancy without Raleigh, he doesn't want to choose so he'll...take neither.
Because he's selfish he's the worst and he doesn't want Yancy without Raleigh, he doesn't want to choose so he'll...take neither.
"Seriously?" Chuck snaps over his shoulder, glaring. "You're not even going to argue it?"
Not that it's something he really wants to argue but--
"What the fuck is wrong with you two?" he demands. "We're all fucked up, all three of us, why can't we--" it's not fair.
Not that it's something he really wants to argue but--
"What the fuck is wrong with you two?" he demands. "We're all fucked up, all three of us, why can't we--" it's not fair.
They're drinking, it's Christmas--who cares? Even if Herc is watching them with slightly narrowed eyes and maybe Raleigh should ease up a bit.
Or convince Chuck to ease up.
Or convince Chuck to ease up.
"Do you want me to argue it?" Yancy asks through clenched teeth. "I'm not going to argue with you about what you want. I won't -- push you."
He runs a hand through his hair, a gesture that Raleigh echoes more often than not.
"Yeah, we're fucked up," he grits out. "We're really fucked up. Me and Rals more than most. Maybe he just needs some time. That's all. If it's hurting him--"
He cuts off and turns away.
"I don't want to hurt my brother."
He runs a hand through his hair, a gesture that Raleigh echoes more often than not.
"Yeah, we're fucked up," he grits out. "We're really fucked up. Me and Rals more than most. Maybe he just needs some time. That's all. If it's hurting him--"
He cuts off and turns away.
"I don't want to hurt my brother."
"Fine!"
Chuck grips his bottle against his chest, looking away from Yancy. "I don't want to hurt him either but we went ahead and did it," he says shortly, quieter. "It doesn't sound like he needed time, Yance, he said he was miserable."
He looks down and takes another healthy swig. "I'll leave. I'll--I'll stay somewhere else tonight, I'll find a hotel. Text me when neither of you are home so I can get my shit out sometime this week."
The rum makes saying it hurt a little less, but it still hurts like hell.
Chuck grips his bottle against his chest, looking away from Yancy. "I don't want to hurt him either but we went ahead and did it," he says shortly, quieter. "It doesn't sound like he needed time, Yance, he said he was miserable."
He looks down and takes another healthy swig. "I'll leave. I'll--I'll stay somewhere else tonight, I'll find a hotel. Text me when neither of you are home so I can get my shit out sometime this week."
The rum makes saying it hurt a little less, but it still hurts like hell.
"Me neither."
He takes another swig and pulls back again, heading indoors.
"Tell Raleigh goodbye."
He doesn't want to lose it. But being around Yancy means never seeing Raleigh again, likely.
Chuck grips the bottle neck tight enough to turn his knuckles white and his shoulders shake only a little when he walks away from Yancy and out of the party in search of a cab.
He takes another swig and pulls back again, heading indoors.
"Tell Raleigh goodbye."
He doesn't want to lose it. But being around Yancy means never seeing Raleigh again, likely.
Chuck grips the bottle neck tight enough to turn his knuckles white and his shoulders shake only a little when he walks away from Yancy and out of the party in search of a cab.
"Chuck--"
Fuck. Fuck--!
He gets it. He gets why Chuck is doing this and it's better because...if they stay together then Raleigh would hate them both and he can't have that, but that doesn't make this hurt any less.
Yancy's left standing on the balcony by himself, a hand on the railing, watching Chuck go. He doesn't know where Raleigh went, and for the first time in his life, he doesn't know what to do.
Raleigh has actually gone home, gone to get his things and get out because he can't be there any longer. He knows Chuck doesn't understand. Yancy probably won't either. But it hurts...and he feels so second rate. Chuck was always calmer and more easy going around Yancy and Raleigh always just made everything so difficult, didn't he? Even now, he was the one tearing them apart because he can't handle sharing the person he loves with the other person he loves.
God he's so fucked up. And he's sorry. And he's selfish. And he's leaving.
Fuck. Fuck--!
He gets it. He gets why Chuck is doing this and it's better because...if they stay together then Raleigh would hate them both and he can't have that, but that doesn't make this hurt any less.
Yancy's left standing on the balcony by himself, a hand on the railing, watching Chuck go. He doesn't know where Raleigh went, and for the first time in his life, he doesn't know what to do.
Raleigh has actually gone home, gone to get his things and get out because he can't be there any longer. He knows Chuck doesn't understand. Yancy probably won't either. But it hurts...and he feels so second rate. Chuck was always calmer and more easy going around Yancy and Raleigh always just made everything so difficult, didn't he? Even now, he was the one tearing them apart because he can't handle sharing the person he loves with the other person he loves.
God he's so fucked up. And he's sorry. And he's selfish. And he's leaving.
Hey he can't leave, Chuck's leaving, he'll leave the two brothers alone to actually have some semblance of a functioning remaining family.
Chuck'll stand by his promise to leave them alone, to stay away until Yancy texts him to tell him it's clear to come and get his stuff away from them. He's not sure where he'll go--he can get work anywhere at least, maybe he'll go home to Australia, somewhere as far from here as he can.
Chuck'll stand by his promise to leave them alone, to stay away until Yancy texts him to tell him it's clear to come and get his stuff away from them. He's not sure where he'll go--he can get work anywhere at least, maybe he'll go home to Australia, somewhere as far from here as he can.
He's already leaving. Got his things packed and he's gone by the time Yancy gets home.
Which is when he texts Chuck. Jesus Christ, he's already gone.
Which is when he texts Chuck. Jesus Christ, he's already gone.
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