muse_shuffle - Together We Cry
(Jenny = loves_kitkats.)
I don’t ever want to feel//Like I did that day//Take me to the place I love//Take me all the way ~Red Hot Chili Peppers
Jenny had fallen asleep on Noah's couch, watching TV. He told her he would come home and have dinner with her, but he didn't. He didn't answer her calls either. Not that it surprised her too much. This was her brother after all.
However, she was awoken in the middle of the night when the front door crashed open. She jumped into consciousness and looked u holding her pounding heart. Her brother pushed his way through the hallway pulling a blond on his arm. They were both completely smashed. Jenny's mouth fell open as she jumped to her feet.
He spotted her and grinned drunkenly. "Hey sis."
Her arms crossed her chest and she glared. At him. At the woman. But her glare was mostly for him. "Noah.."
"Jenny. This is...uhhh..." he glanced over at the woman, but she was too busy looking around.
"Noah," Jenny warned through gritted teeth.
"What?" He blinked at her innocently.
"Get. Rid. Of. The slut. Now."
"Heyyyy," the blond finally spoke up.
"That's not very nice," Noah frowned.
Jenny stepped closer to him. "Don't pull this shit," she shook her head. "Kick her out. Now. I'll call a cab."
Noah rolled his eyes and turned to the woman. "Sorry. The warden says no."
"Psh, whatever," the woman waved him off and stumbled out the front door. She was able to wave down the cab that they had just arrived in. Jenny slammed the door shut behind her and turned to glare at Noah.
"Mmmm, night," he mumbled, turning for the stairs.
"Stop."
"Whaaaaat?" He turned to her. "What?"
"What the fuck was that?"
"That was your big brother trying to have some fun. Thanks for being a party pooper."
Jenny closed her eyes and counted to ten, her fists tight at her sides, then looked at him again. "One, you're dating someone," she said calmly as she could. "And two? You wouldn't have brought the drunk slut back here if you'd really planned on fucking up. You knew I was here and you knew I would stop you."
"Jenny," his hand came up to his eyes and rubbed them, the soberness trying to kick in already. Which he didn't appreciate.
"I..." she shook her head and threw her hands up. "Why? What were you thinking? When.." Her hands pulled through her hair as she huffed out a sigh.
"Can I go to bed?" His eyes were to the floor.
"No! Fuck, Noah! What do you want me to do? What was your plan?! That I'd see this shit and go tell your girl? Is that what you want!?"
"I don't know," he muttered under his breath.
"Well obviously you're trying to sabotage things! And you're putting me in the middle of it! If you want to be a lonely bastard, be upfront and dump her! Don't do shit like this! You can't...." She turned away from him, trying to catch her breath.
"You know just as well as I do that I'm...delusional to think I deserve her," he finally snapped.
"Poor you!" She spun around. "Poor Noah is a bastard and doesn't deserve the pretty girl! We get it! You don't need to keep proving it! You don't need to keep.....destroying yourself!!"
"Me?! What about you? You still haven't told me why the hell you ran away from Chicago this time!"
"I quit my job! I quit another job, okay? And I didn't want to stick around and listen to Mom and Lexie bitch about it to me. I needed....a break. That's why I 'ran away'. But at least I'm not trying to kill myself with alcohol and....idiotic behavior." She kept a glare on him and he looked back quietly, then he broke her eye contact and looked away. She watched him as he thought, his face starting to wrinkle with concern. And she knew where his head was going. Pain rose in her chest and she shook her head. "Just....stop."
"Stop," he repeated quietly. "That simply?"
"Stop....blaming yourself," she said above a whisper.
He shook his head again, ending the conversation right there. "Goodnight, Jenny."
"Stop blaming yourself!" She yelled at him as he moved up the stairs. He ignored her and angry tears sparked at her eyes. She hugged herself tightly and waited until she heard his door shut before going upstairs to the guest room.
Both lay in their beds blaming themselves for the other ones pain.
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I don’t ever want to feel//Like I did that day//Take me to the place I love//Take me all the way ~Red Hot Chili Peppers
Jenny had fallen asleep on Noah's couch, watching TV. He told her he would come home and have dinner with her, but he didn't. He didn't answer her calls either. Not that it surprised her too much. This was her brother after all.
However, she was awoken in the middle of the night when the front door crashed open. She jumped into consciousness and looked u holding her pounding heart. Her brother pushed his way through the hallway pulling a blond on his arm. They were both completely smashed. Jenny's mouth fell open as she jumped to her feet.
He spotted her and grinned drunkenly. "Hey sis."
Her arms crossed her chest and she glared. At him. At the woman. But her glare was mostly for him. "Noah.."
"Jenny. This is...uhhh..." he glanced over at the woman, but she was too busy looking around.
"Noah," Jenny warned through gritted teeth.
"What?" He blinked at her innocently.
"Get. Rid. Of. The slut. Now."
"Heyyyy," the blond finally spoke up.
"That's not very nice," Noah frowned.
Jenny stepped closer to him. "Don't pull this shit," she shook her head. "Kick her out. Now. I'll call a cab."
Noah rolled his eyes and turned to the woman. "Sorry. The warden says no."
"Psh, whatever," the woman waved him off and stumbled out the front door. She was able to wave down the cab that they had just arrived in. Jenny slammed the door shut behind her and turned to glare at Noah.
"Mmmm, night," he mumbled, turning for the stairs.
"Stop."
"Whaaaaat?" He turned to her. "What?"
"What the fuck was that?"
"That was your big brother trying to have some fun. Thanks for being a party pooper."
Jenny closed her eyes and counted to ten, her fists tight at her sides, then looked at him again. "One, you're dating someone," she said calmly as she could. "And two? You wouldn't have brought the drunk slut back here if you'd really planned on fucking up. You knew I was here and you knew I would stop you."
"Jenny," his hand came up to his eyes and rubbed them, the soberness trying to kick in already. Which he didn't appreciate.
"I..." she shook her head and threw her hands up. "Why? What were you thinking? When.." Her hands pulled through her hair as she huffed out a sigh.
"Can I go to bed?" His eyes were to the floor.
"No! Fuck, Noah! What do you want me to do? What was your plan?! That I'd see this shit and go tell your girl? Is that what you want!?"
"I don't know," he muttered under his breath.
"Well obviously you're trying to sabotage things! And you're putting me in the middle of it! If you want to be a lonely bastard, be upfront and dump her! Don't do shit like this! You can't...." She turned away from him, trying to catch her breath.
"You know just as well as I do that I'm...delusional to think I deserve her," he finally snapped.
"Poor you!" She spun around. "Poor Noah is a bastard and doesn't deserve the pretty girl! We get it! You don't need to keep proving it! You don't need to keep.....destroying yourself!!"
"Me?! What about you? You still haven't told me why the hell you ran away from Chicago this time!"
"I quit my job! I quit another job, okay? And I didn't want to stick around and listen to Mom and Lexie bitch about it to me. I needed....a break. That's why I 'ran away'. But at least I'm not trying to kill myself with alcohol and....idiotic behavior." She kept a glare on him and he looked back quietly, then he broke her eye contact and looked away. She watched him as he thought, his face starting to wrinkle with concern. And she knew where his head was going. Pain rose in her chest and she shook her head. "Just....stop."
"Stop," he repeated quietly. "That simply?"
"Stop....blaming yourself," she said above a whisper.
He shook his head again, ending the conversation right there. "Goodnight, Jenny."
"Stop blaming yourself!" She yelled at him as he moved up the stairs. He ignored her and angry tears sparked at her eyes. She hugged herself tightly and waited until she heard his door shut before going upstairs to the guest room.
Both lay in their beds blaming themselves for the other ones pain.
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