Pain
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Category:
1 through F › Covenant, The
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
6,080
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the movie(s) that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Trust
Tyler was crushed. He couldnt believe what was happening. It was all crashing down, spiraling towards some end that he still couldnt see. "How could I have been so blind?" he thought aloud, placing his head in his hands, running his fingers through his hair. "How could I have missed it for so long? He didn't even ask me if I was ok... He just started ranting on about how he's been." His closest friends had turned on him; the boy's he'd been best friends with since before he could even remember. He collapsed onto the bed suddenly to exhausted to stand.
"He's a con artist, a good one too." Chase said, sitting down next to him. He wrapped an arm around Tyler's shoulders, trying to comfort him. His smile widened as Tyler pressed lightly into him for the first time. A welcome change to the brushing off that had occurred until this point. "He only worries about himself don't you see, did he even ask about how you where doing? All he could think to do was berate you." Tyler's head bowed slightly at this.
"But the other's .. I mean we have been friends for so long, I couldn't just forget about him." Tyler stuttered as he spoke and his words lacked their previous conviction. Chase reached out and squeezed Tyler's hand. "The others are to far enamored by Caleb, they believe every word he says and do whatever he wants. The others are just as much to blame as he is. You know that right?" He asked his voice softening. Chase let go of the hand he was holding and slowly raised Tyler's head so their eyes met. Tyler looked at him for what seemed like an eternity before nodding hesitantly.
"I'm sorry about before," he started shakily. "I didn't really mean everything I said, I was just confuzed." Chase was thrown a little by the abrupt change of subject but correctly sensed the Tyler needed time to think, and that he would break down completly if they remained on the topic. He needed to be reassured and comforted at the moment although it would not prevent breaking down it would give him enough strength to not be broken by it completly.
"Its ok," Chase replied, " Why don't you take a little break from thinking about this." With a wave of his hand the door swung open. " I have many intresting rooms here, why not go exploring for a little bit." Tyler turned his head suprised.
"You trust me enough to let me do that?" He asked, an odd look in his eye.
"Of course I do" Chase murmered bracingly, "I know your trust worthy unlike some other people... besides any room I don't want you in will simply be locked." Tyler smiled and stood up.
"Thanks... Chase.." and he left the room.
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A/N: yesyesyes, little tiny thing, but necessary. besides, its not like we are leaving you with just this little bit, more to come in a moment.
leave us love and icecream for our plotbunnies - they like icecream... and chicken. Yay for our carniverous plot bunnies!!!!! - M&R
"He's a con artist, a good one too." Chase said, sitting down next to him. He wrapped an arm around Tyler's shoulders, trying to comfort him. His smile widened as Tyler pressed lightly into him for the first time. A welcome change to the brushing off that had occurred until this point. "He only worries about himself don't you see, did he even ask about how you where doing? All he could think to do was berate you." Tyler's head bowed slightly at this.
"But the other's .. I mean we have been friends for so long, I couldn't just forget about him." Tyler stuttered as he spoke and his words lacked their previous conviction. Chase reached out and squeezed Tyler's hand. "The others are to far enamored by Caleb, they believe every word he says and do whatever he wants. The others are just as much to blame as he is. You know that right?" He asked his voice softening. Chase let go of the hand he was holding and slowly raised Tyler's head so their eyes met. Tyler looked at him for what seemed like an eternity before nodding hesitantly.
"I'm sorry about before," he started shakily. "I didn't really mean everything I said, I was just confuzed." Chase was thrown a little by the abrupt change of subject but correctly sensed the Tyler needed time to think, and that he would break down completly if they remained on the topic. He needed to be reassured and comforted at the moment although it would not prevent breaking down it would give him enough strength to not be broken by it completly.
"Its ok," Chase replied, " Why don't you take a little break from thinking about this." With a wave of his hand the door swung open. " I have many intresting rooms here, why not go exploring for a little bit." Tyler turned his head suprised.
"You trust me enough to let me do that?" He asked, an odd look in his eye.
"Of course I do" Chase murmered bracingly, "I know your trust worthy unlike some other people... besides any room I don't want you in will simply be locked." Tyler smiled and stood up.
"Thanks... Chase.." and he left the room.
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A/N: yesyesyes, little tiny thing, but necessary. besides, its not like we are leaving you with just this little bit, more to come in a moment.
leave us love and icecream for our plotbunnies - they like icecream... and chicken. Yay for our carniverous plot bunnies!!!!! - M&R