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.
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'."
"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--"
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.
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 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's checked into a hotel by that point and is just about ready to sink into the jacuzzi with the rum and settle in and he really doesn't want to hear this so he texts back,
so call him and tell him I'm leaving, he doesn't have to go anywhere
Because Raleigh doesn't want anything to do with Chuck--not while he was with Yancy, and Chuck can't....can't just break up with Yancy and go to Raleigh, that's bullshit. He's angry at Raleigh for breaking them all up and doesn't want to speak to them.
He's not supposed to say anything. Chuck'll be by when he said, to pack his shit and get it gone. Yancy can be there if he wants or he can avoid Chuck.
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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.
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"Chuck? What happened to Rals? He just -- stormed out. Is everything okay?"
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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'."
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"He -- seriously?"
How the fuck had Yancy not noticed any of Raleigh's tells?
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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?
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"If...he can't do it, he can't do it, Chuck."
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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.
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He takes a deep breath, the hitch betraying him but he ignores it.
"I --"
He swallows again, jaw set.
"Alright."
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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.
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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."
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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.
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He's quiet, pained. His eyes are brimming a little, but no tears fall.
"I..I don't want..."
This. To lose it. But he doesn't know how to fix it if Raleigh's miserable.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Which is when he texts Chuck. Jesus Christ, he's already gone.
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so call him and tell him I'm leaving, he doesn't have to go anywhere
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i've tried to call him, he wont answer. i got home and his stuff is just...it's gone.
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and I'm telling you i've TRIED. he's not responding to my calls or my texts.
[ you love him? YOU go after him. Raleigh's done chasing. ]
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Chuck's hurt and sad and getting drunk and lashing out.
I'll be over around 4 to get my crap then be gone if you don't want to see me.
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okay
What else is Yancy supposed to say?
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He's not supposed to say anything. Chuck'll be by when he said, to pack his shit and get it gone. Yancy can be there if he wants or he can avoid Chuck.
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No but he could call. He could do...something. Anything.
Yancy will be there. He's not a coward like the both of you. He'll be there to help in silence.
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He's rented a car and just sort of nods awkwardly to Yancy when he sees him. "You don't have to help."
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