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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 15, 2012 14:10:58 GMT -5
Darken saw him run out and immediately went after him, being sure to bring a sketchpad and pencil with her instead of her bag.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 15, 2012 14:21:36 GMT -5
Peyton was sitting behind a tree, his knees up to the backpack on the chest. Tears were streaming down his cheeks, he couldn't handle it after all.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 15, 2012 14:23:38 GMT -5
Darken plopped down in front of him and pulled him into a hug, not even bothering to write on the sketchpad.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 16, 2012 0:47:35 GMT -5
Peyton fell into her chest, tears still pouring off his face like Niagara Falls.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 16, 2012 18:18:25 GMT -5
Darken hugged him close and ran her fingers through his hair, not making any sound as she did so. She looked down at him after a few seconds, concern written all over her face.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 16, 2012 23:11:49 GMT -5
"I knew I wouldn't be able to handle it... I knew it would of been too stressful on me.. I came because I knew you wouldn't go because you felt too uncomfortable just by yourself." Peyton whispered quietly, sobbing harder from his words.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 17, 2012 19:56:13 GMT -5
Darken ran her fingers through his hair and reached for her sketchpad. However, she wasn't sure if he'd be able to read what she wrote on it through his own tears. "I'm sorry... I only wanted someone to support me if they rejected me... I didn't mean to make you feel this bad, I can pay for your flight back to New York if you want..." she wrote.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 19, 2012 0:06:59 GMT -5
Peyton made the effort to read the words that she wrote. Then he proceeded to tear the page off and crumple it up. "No, my mother died five years ago, it's finally time that I moved on from her..." Peyton whispered and hugged her close to him again, wiping his eyes.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 19, 2012 19:19:41 GMT -5
Darken hugged him back and nodded. She kept hugging him for a few more minutes before getting up and looking around.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 19, 2012 21:59:19 GMT -5
Peyton got up after her, seeing a family standing at a distance looking worried. He smiled a bit and dusted his jeans off. He pulled his hoodie down, and for once, he felt wanted. Actually wanted. The boy rain his hand through his hair and and moved hair from his eyes.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 20, 2012 18:49:43 GMT -5
Darken grabbed his hand and, slowly, led him over to her family. She picked up her sketchpad and wrote his name on to introduce him, without her voice. Once she showed them, her mother smiled kindly and held her hand out to him. "It's lovely to meet you, Peyton, dear, thank you for coming with Michelle all the way down here." she stated.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 21, 2012 12:30:55 GMT -5
Peyton nodded and put a smile on his face. "Trust me, it was a bit forced to come by me to come. But don't worry, I'm fine." He said, making sure his usual sweet voice came out to great the family. He bit his lip and squeezed Darken's hand and adverted to his gaze to the ground.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 21, 2012 22:19:38 GMT -5
"Well, well, don't be nervous, son, we don't bite." her father said. Darken rolled her eyes and guided Peyton back to the house, writing, "I'm giving him a tour!" to her family before disappearing into the house.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 22, 2012 1:25:09 GMT -5
Peyton followed her lead, his breathing became a little easier and his posture relaxed when he was away from the eyes of her family. "I think it's about time I tell you why I'm so defensive and afraid of families and seeing them." He whispered.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 22, 2012 11:41:33 GMT -5
Darken nodded a little. "Please, do. If it's not too demanding, of course." she wrote. She lead him up a wooden staircase that went to the second level.
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