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Post by Caleb Thai Ryker on Aug 29, 2007 1:24:19 GMT -5
Caleb was brought back to reality by another crack of thunder, he zoned out easy. the cabin was kind of cold, considering te camp got really cold at night. they seriously should get heating. Or warned them ahead of time, How was Caleb saposed to know, if he would have he could have packed for sweatshirts, or long sleves, who knows. Ah well, no use complaining about it now. “Meet me here at four, yeah?” Caleb looked at the cute red head boy and smiled. "Sure...Better write myself a post-it" He said with a smile. True, Caleb easily forgot things, he wrote everything down so he wouldn't forget. His bedroom walls were covered with peices of paper and post-its. He probably should clean them off, consideirng half of them had been there for over a year.
“You know, you’re really great,” Caleb bit his lip lightly and smiled. thank goodness for the dark, so Reid couldn't see the red color that was flooding into his cheeks quickly. Not many people tell him he's great. His sister, his aunt, and uncle. No body outside of them. It was realy nice to hear from someone else, especially Reid. "Thanks. your pretty amazing yourelf" He said scooting his butt a bit so he was leaning back a bit more on the bed. his back was hurting. Now he was remembring why. The drunken accident on the peak with Oliver. He hated thinking about that when he was with Reid, butt he pain in his back wouldn't let him forget to much, god damn it! He closed his eyes and cringed a bit, waiting for the pain to subside before he opened his eyes again and looked at reid.
Caleb looked out the rain splattered window in time to see another flash of lightening, and more spalts on the window from the hard rain. His bodies were probably wondering where the hell he had gotten to. Actually, probably not. They were all probably passed out by now. “Cold?” he heard Reid asked. He shrugged, he wasn't freezing, but chilly. "A bit" He said simply, running his hand through his own hair then resting it on his stomach.
He was really hoping that he could trust Reid, because if he ended up telling him anymore, he wanted to be sure it was a afe secret. He was pretty sure he could though, Reid eemed like a trust worthy guy. All the reasons why he drank came flooding back at him. Abigail, Shane, Nathan, the bullies, everyone seemed to be out for Caleb and Teah. When he was younger, he couldn't do anything. now he had his own thoughts and could. Maybe drinking wasn't the best solution, but it helped him feel better, if only for a night, it helped him forget.
“Was it your first instinct or did someone else put you up to it?...." Caleb shook his head. Drinking was his last resort. He went through so many other things before he figured drinking helped the most. "Nah. My first instinct was to run away. But running from problems never solved anything for me or my sister" He started, fiddling with his finger nails while looking at the ceiling, to Reid then back at the ceiling. "then my instinct was to kill the guy that caused all these problems from the very start...That just put me in therapy. which again, was no help" He said. He wasn't sure if Reid really needed to know all this. But telling him might help him decide if he actually wants to be friends with Caleb or not.
"So drinking was the last thing I could think of to make the problems go away. It didn't take them away, just...Made them seem less important" He said with a shrug looking down at his nails. Caleb heard anothr crack of thunder, but his eyes didn't move from his finger nails.
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Post by reid callahan. on Aug 29, 2007 16:45:30 GMT -5
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“A post-it?” Reid asked flatly, simply staring at him for a moment before busting into a soft fit of laughter. “I did that once, my mum took them all down though. I failed my calculus test the next day,” the redhead said, huffing softly. It probably wouldn’t have helped to look at the post-it before crawling into bed and falling asleep-- chances were, he wouldn’t have studied anyways. But he could blame his mother, sure. Either way, Reid shook his head softly and looked back over at Caleb. “But whatever gets you here,” he added, shrugging softly, a soft laugh passing his lips. For a moment, though, once all was stilled except for the rain outside-- which, surprisingly, Reid was ignoring for once-- Reid had slightly regretted speaking. But it just came out. And it was true, so he had nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean, usually people don’t sit with him while he’s having panic attacks during a silly little storm-- no one except Caleb and, to the smaller male, that made him pretty great. Reid, of course, wasn’t aiming for a compliment back, though let a soft smile take over his features once he had gotten one. “I suggest getting to know me a little more before going so far as ‘amazing’,” Reid advised, letting out a nervous, slightly shaky chuckled before leaning his back, and head, against the wall softly. Grey eyes shut softly, though he was still completely aware.
At the next thud of thunder, Reid jumped softly, hugging the blanket closer and exhaling deeply. A bit? How could Caleb only be ‘a bit’ cold-- it was freezing. At least, to Reid it was. I guess Reid is always cold though, so his temperature is nothing to go by. He lifted his arm slightly, motioning with his free hand to come sit with him. Reid would happily share his blanket, because he was the idiot who only brought one, when he usually brings about five hundred-- just for nights like this. Of course, last year, he didn’t have Caleb to keep him comfortable, so he had resorted to bundling under millions of blankets until the sound was drowned out and he was sweating rivers. Of course, we won’t go back down memory lane. Besides, why would Reid want to go back down memory lane when he’s quite content with what he’s got right now-- Caleb. Well, not literally, but at any rate.
Hopefully Reid wasn’t picking or criticizing, he was actually helping, but sometimes his curiosity got him into trouble-- or just made him sound rude and close-minded. That wasn’t what he was aiming at all, of course, and he hoped Caleb knew that. “Therapy?” Reid asked, almost in disbelief. His mother had suggested that to him as a joke, once when he let slip he hadn’t eaten for about two days, but he covered it up and they had a good laugh about it. Regardless, Reid had never really been in a conversation that required therapy, or however you’d like to put it. He was itching to ask who it was Caleb had ‘tried to kill’, but he figured he was barging into his personal life as it was, so he resisted. “But, you know, the longer you put them off, the worse it’s going to be,” he said, shrugging softly. Reid’s gaze quivered slightly, though didn’t move from the other male’s face as he cocked his head to the side. “I mean, you can’t run forever, right?” Run, no; drink, yes. One could drink forever, but Reid really hoped that that wasn’t Caleb’s life plan.
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Post by Caleb Thai Ryker on Aug 29, 2007 18:00:03 GMT -5
“A post-it?” Caleb smiled and nodded. Post-its were his life. Without themn, he would probably forget his pants n the morning. "Yeah, post-it help me remember crap I know i'll forget, which is pretty much everything" he said with a small laugh. His sister always told him he would loose his head if it wasn't attached to his body. Probably, but good thing it was attatched, or he would have a problem. “But whatever gets you here,” Caleb smiled, he wouldn't miss a chance to spend time with Reid. He will be up all night, excited for tomarrow, like a little kid on christmas.
“I suggest getting to know me a little more before going so far as ‘amazing’,” Caleb shrugged a bit. Reid was amazing, he just didn't know it. "Im pretty good at reading people. And I know your pretty amazing." He aid with a smile. No one was as amazing as Reid. Even if he only knew him for a couple days, Caleb just knew. Reid seemed like the kind of guy that didn't take a compliment well, he just didn't understand that people like something about him. So Caleb was trying to make Reid aware of that, trying to make him see that peopel can find amazing things about Reid. " a lot of things are amazing about you" He added, his cheeks turning a bit pink, not meaning to had said that. It just slipped out.
Caleb saw Reid motion for him to come closer. Caleb listened. He scooted over to Reid who was obviously going to hare his blanket. Being next to Reid was enough to keep him warm, but it was sweet of him to share. Caleb fixed his hair so his bangs were pushed to one sie of his face so he could see Reid more clearly, a smile painted on Caleb's face.
“Therapy?” Yeah yeah, Caleb had been in therapy. He didn't want to, he didn't have much of a choice. Abigail suggested it, after the whole accident with Shane, Caleb was thinking she just wanted him out of the house twice a week . Caleb nodded. " Yeah, I was in therapy for awhile. Hated the damn place so much. but Abigail forced me, So I didn't have much of a choice. Absolutely no free will back where I used to live" He said softly. He felt comfortable telling Reid about this, a part of him was worried Reid would say something, but he doubted it strongly. Reid wasn't that kind of guy, he could tell, he was a great people reaer after all.
“But, you know, the longer you put them off, the worse it’s going to be,” Caleb nodded. he had thought of that. But he wasn't planning to be around the two people who caused these problems ever again. So hopefully they wouldn't be gettign any bigger. “I mean, you can’t run forever, right?” Caleb lightly bit his lip, looking down at his hands. "I know...But it's working for now." He said playing with his finger nails. For now....but what would happen if they come back around...He was guessing that was what Reid meant about the problems getting bigger, made sense.
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Post by reid callahan. on Aug 29, 2007 18:25:06 GMT -5
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Reid chuckled softly, shaking his head a bit, the back still leaning carefully against the cold, wooden wall. “Surprisingly, I’m not that forgetful. I manage,” he said, grinning a bit. “Surprisingly,” he added once more, laughing lightly. Reid looks like the little redhead basket case that would either be forgetting things, or remembering things to a ridiculous extent-- do you know what I mean? One of those people with five different calendars so that he wouldn’t forgot. Fortunately, looks are again deceiving-- Reid manages to remember things off the top of his head. Glancing back over his shoulder slightly at Caleb, he rose a brow slightly. He shook his head, though didn’t speak again. There was nothing spectacular about Reid; nothing even unique about the boy, really. At least, that’s how he saw it. Besides his red hair, he was exactly like the next boy that came along, just probably more reserved. “Oh yeah? Name one,” Reid challenged, raising a brow lowly. He didn’t actually want Caleb to, he just made himself sound like he craved compliments, but he really didn’t want to hear them-- he could probably counter it anyhow; somehow.
Reid was brought back into the conversation-- or, at the moment, lack thereof-- by the scooting that shuffled him slightly. He dropped his arm back to his own side once he’d made sure Caleb’s shoulders were covered efficiently, along with his own. Sighing softly, he shut his eyes once more and pulled his knees to his chest, eyes shutting as the rain continued to pound against the roofs. The thunder and lightning was beginning to space out slightly-- either that or Reid was just spacing out, and it only seemed like it. Either way, it was making him feel loads better. Not to mention the new closeness with Caleb, where his arm would brush up against the other male’s, a soft, subtle shiver shaking his bones as goose bumps surfaced on his skin. Fortunately the heat his body was feeling under the flannel of the blanket made those disappear quickly, though he brought them upon himself by repeating the notion once more. He licked his lips, eyes closing once more as he just listened to Caleb’s voice, his words slightly blurred into the depth of his mind. The roaring of his stomach echoed in his ears, but he pushed it away and focused on what Caleb had been saying.
Abigail? He would ask, but, again, he was prying enough as it was. If Caleb wanted to tell him, then fine. “Used to? Where do you live now?” he asked curiously, opening one of his eyes and looking over at the male through the corner. Reid wasn’t exactly sure why he kept speaking, it was unnecessary and usually completely pointless, he should just keep his mouth shut-- at least, when he actually has to think of the words to say, as he had to very hard the last time. Though with the next topic, the words just came to him. “Yeah, but think about it. If you get them out of the way the moment they come up it’s so much easier. I mean, it’s like debts, right? No one likes to be in them and they usually take years to pay back. It sucks, why would you want to get into that?” He was more speaking to himself near the end, just lecturing his own mind, really. Not that he ever did anything that would completely screw him over-- he was way too cautious for anything like that. It took him about an hour to decide what damn shirt to wear, he thinks things over way too much to mess up too drastically.
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Post by Caleb Thai Ryker on Aug 29, 2007 18:45:44 GMT -5
Caleb has learned to deal with his forgetfulness. considering most people knew better then to ask hi mto remind them of something. He never would, or they would ask for an important date of some kind, he'd forget it. “Surprisingly, I’m not that forgetful. I manage,” Caleb smiled. "Well, that does make one of us, im proud" He said with a laugh. Another crack of thunder was heard in the distance, he wondered how long the storm was going to be going. Not that he wanted to leave, he just didn't want to bother Reid with staying longer then he should.
“Oh yeah? Name one,” the boy was challenging him. He could think of tons of ways Reid was amazing. But he didn't want to get into an argument, so he would pick the easiest one, that he hoped Reid couldn't contridict. "Your amazing Red hair." He said with a smile, bringing one hand up to brush a couple strands of the gorgeous red hair from Reid's eyes. After scooting closer he felt Reid place the blanket over Caleb, wow, the blanket was warm. Probably from Reid hugging it so tight to his body. But caleb no longer felt the cold air, he was warm. Whether it was the blanket or Reid's body heat, he wasn't sure.
He turned his body so he was facing Reid, so he was now laying on his side, so he could look at Reid, he loved looking at Reid. “Used to? Where do you live now?” Reid asked a lot of questions. Caleb didn't mind though. "I used to live with Abigail, my mother, if thats what you want to consider her and Shane, i won't get into him..." He just couldn't. Shane was a bastard and robbed Caleb of his innocence, he would kill him if he ever got close to him again. He couldn't stick up for himself when he was younger, but now he could. "I also lived with my Sister and step brother" He added, forgetting about them for a second.
"I lived with them for awhile. but well...something or another happened and Abigail and Shane were arrested. So I live with my Aunt and Uncle now. My sister is at college" He said. Way, to get into your life story Caleb. Well, he had asked. Caleb was just answerign his question. Reid was talking about getting the problem out of the way. He tried to once, again, all that did was therapy. "These problems, perticuraly, you can't handle face on. Well, I don't want to anyway. It's just...They caused so much trouble in my life, trying to face them now would be pointless. I find avoiding is the best. Avoiding and moving on" He said with a small shrug, his eyes wandering across Reid before they fell back onto his eyes and gave him a small smile.
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Post by reid callahan. on Aug 29, 2007 22:22:44 GMT -5
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Reid grinned proudly, jokingly, as he straightened his spine considerably, the height of his hair causing him to be a bit taller than Caleb-- only a little, even sitting straight up. “Good, be proud of tehh almighty Reid Callahan,” he said, voice dominant and joking. He would add ‘somebody has to be’, but he even he can’t lie to himself-- he has his brother, his mum, and his dad to be proud of him, and they damn well are. Even if he isn’t exactly the most ideal child in some senses. Regardless, it was nice to hear it from Caleb, even if it was in joking, it had a nice ring to it. Even though it was also indirect-- whatever, even Reid had to give himself hope sometimes. His fingers were once more busy fiddling and turning the cool silver ring around his finger, chewing at his lower lip softly, the rhythm of the rain causing him to, literally, want to fall asleep. Now the distant claps of thing were only creating a soft melody, no longer frightening, now just soothing to the beat of his heart and soft growl of his stomach. “Ew,” Reid mumbled under his breath simply, reaching up to tug at a strand of his hair. “Sometimes I guess it’s cool, but it’s such a random colour and it’s just…” he shuddered softly, shaking his head. “With the freckles, it’s gross,” he concluded, nodding triumphantly. He had a point, he did have to manage the freckles invading his creamy skin, crossing the bridge of his nose, spotting his cheeks, etcetera.
Reid’s eyes were fully aware once more, slightly widened as his pale grey irises fluttered to find Caleb’s figure as it shuffled beside him, practically facing him now. His head tilted to the side slightly, ‘tude clearly serious and pressured once more, Reid’s previous questions hanging in the air. Reid always asked a lot of questions-- he knew that; he was just a curious person, it was hard not to. “Older or younger?” Caleb had said that he didn’t want to get into the whole Shane fellow thing, so Reid would skip to who he seemed to appreciate-- the siblings. The redhead was always curious to how it would be with an older siblings opposed to younger; how it was to have a role model opposed to be the role model. There would be ups and downs, Reid had done a pro and con list once when his brother was about five and he knew what pros and cons were. So, yeah, that explains it, but we won’t go into his results, that would be useless, he couldn’t magically make himself an older sibling anyways, so it was up to Caleb to tell him what it was like. “Your siblings, I mean,” he cleared, laughing anxiously at his own low correction-- not to mention completely unnecessary. Like I said, silence wasn’t really his thing, so he’d do anything to break it.
At his next explanation, Reid’s thin draw slacked and he simply watched him. “Seriously?” he asked, if anything, fascinated. He didn’t mean to be so interested in Caleb’s past, but it was interesting-- I mean, Caleb had so many things happen to him it must’ve been such an experience. Not necessarily good, and there was a hard way to explain how Reid felt about it, but he was…well, fascinated. Either way, he had quickly restored his jaw where it rightfully belonged, his teeth clanking together slightly as they chattered a bit, his eyes averting back to Caleb’s. “Avoiding? But what happens if you do run into them again? Are you just going to, well, run again? Or would you finally face them and get it all out of the way?” Reid’s tone was understanding, of course, and, mostly, curious. Caleb seemed to have the answer to everything, Reid only hoped he didn’t mind his constant questioning. He had been told millions of times he’s like a two-year-old, always asking ‘why’ or ‘what if’ and such. He couldn’t help if it annoyed some people, it was their problem.
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Post by Caleb Thai Ryker on Aug 29, 2007 22:53:57 GMT -5
“Good, be proud of tehh almighty Reid Callahan,” Caleb chuckled. "I am, very much so!!" He said, trying to make it sound jokingly, though he did mean it. Reid was a pretty amazing guy, he was proud, and plus he had a better memory then Caleb did, that was always a plus. “Sometimes I guess it’s cool, but it’s such a random colour and it’s just…” how in the world the boy could find a way to contridict that was beyond him. He had amazing hair, Reid loved it. he smiled and reached play with it a bit more before setting his han back down, his hand brushing against Reid's, but he had hardly noticed.
“With the freckles, it’s gross,” Caleb smiled but shook his head. "No, the color is awesome. And it makes you even cuter with the freckles. I love it" He said with a smile, biting on his lip lightly. He wished he had fun hair like Reid's, His was so plain. Reid's stuck out, made him different, it was cute. “Older or younger?” Reidw as refering to his siblings. Caleb was quiet for a second, trying to think about how old the two of them were. "Uh I have an older sister Teah, she's 20 and I have a young step brother Nathan, he's like probably 9 or so." He said with a shrug, he hadn't seen Nathan in a couple years, never was fond of the boy, he was rotten. He was happy he didn't have to see him again.
“Seriously?” Caleb nodded. He knew Reid was dying to ask 'why' but Caleb couldn't bring himself to talk about it. If he really wanted to know, he would tell him. "Yeah, Abigails in for three years and Shanes in for seven years" He said very happy Sane was in longer, he deserved it, that bastard. Shane had an extra four years because of the sexual assult of two underage children. Abigail was only in for three because of neglection and failure to produce a healthy enviroment for him and Teah. Reid started talking about avoiding and seeing them later one. He shrugged.
"Well theres no way I would run into my one problem, Shane. I have a restraining order on his ass. and Abigail, well, she is my mother. But I can't deal with her right now. she just..." He ran his hands through his hair and sighed. "She was the worst possible mother ever, how do you just forgive a person like that, or even come close to trying face her. It wouldn't work. We are better with distance" He said looking down at his lap, taking a deep breath. He hated everything about his past, nothing was good about it. Things were just starting to get better, especially with Reid here.
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Post by reid callahan. on Sept 2, 2007 11:51:29 GMT -5
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Reid laughed softly, the blanket slipping from his shoulder, unnoticed by him for not even a second before his hand was snatching at it and pulling it over his body once more. The storm was calming, but it was still wicked scary to a boy of Reid’s courageous status-- A.K.A, none. A grin was settled on his lips as he let a soft sigh fall from his lips, a hand poking out from the blanket to adjust the headband keeping his hair styled in a tamed, yet messy, style that many liked to call the ‘Reid style’. Silly, yes, but keep in mind he wasn’t the one who came up with it. Glancing up, head unmoving as he could, Reid laughed softly, grinning at the feeling of the other male playing with his hair. The redhead was always a sucker for people touching his hair, it was a strange addiction.
“FLATTERY WILL NOT GET YOU IN MY PANTS!” Reid said suddenly, erupting into a fit of giggles as he tried to ignore the sounds of distant thunder around them. Sighing softly as he composed said giggling, he shook his head and sat up, crawling shakily until he was laying down, his head placed strategically in the other boy’s lap. He didn’t have any more blanket, but this was much more comfortable. Though, thinking about it, he’d probably fall asleep if he stayed so still, so he shuffled until he was on his side, grabbing for his stuffed giraffe-- yes, Reid has a stuffed giraffe. And, yes, before you ask, Reid sleeps with it every night. STFU.
“I have a younger brother, too. He’s…eleven, I think,” Reid said, scratching the back of his neck lightly as he let a soft breath fall from his lips. “Yeah, eleven.” Reid kept track of his little brother, it would be surprising for him to not know how old he was. That would be silly and pretty much out of the picture. But whatever, minor slip-up. Tended to happen in Caleb’s presence. Absently fiddling with the silver band on his finger, Reid turned onto his back once more, looking up at Caleb again. “They sound cool,” he offered, hoping it wasn’t silly or out of line. As far as the parents thing, though, Reid knew to bite his tongue and keep quiet. He wasn’t about to make Caleb talk about it if he didn’t want to. He respected the privacy thing. Besides, just because his parents were cool and happy didn’t mean everyone was as fortunate. “Wow,” he said simply, shaking his head a bit as he pulled his knees into the air, dampening his chapped lips once more, lightly.
Reid nodded a bit, glancing up at Caleb through tired-- though, the feeling masked well-- grey eyes, brow raising slightly. “You got me, you’re right. Sometimes there are problems that have answers, and other times there is just no solution. Or mending, in this case,” Reid prompted simply, glancing back to the window as he shifted to hug his giraffe closer to his chest. The stuffed animal looked old, slightly dirty, though nothing infectious or disgustingly dirty, of course. Let’s just say, the thing will be washed at least twice or three times during the summer.
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Post by Caleb Thai Ryker on Sept 2, 2007 15:38:44 GMT -5
Caleb absently played with his nails. His eyes glancing from Reid occasionaly then back to his nails. Another crack of thunder was heard, it was kind of faint, which meant it was leaving, though it still sounded like some hard rain outside. You could still hear hard splatters of rain on the roof of the cabin. Caleb quickly looked back to Reid when he had his outburst.
“FLATTERY WILL NOT GET YOU IN MY PANTS!” Caleb couldn't help but laugh, and laugh. It took him a minute or two to regain himself and bite his lip lightly so it held back his laughter. "Hey, can't blame a guy for trying" He said with a chuckle. He made it sound like a joke, though Reid's pants looked slightly inviting, he was guessing that was the drunkness bit of him talking. Caleb watched him grab a stuff giraffe and it made Caleb smile. The kid acted like such...a kid. But it was beyond cute. Truth, Caleb had a stuffed elephant named Cow. yeah he named it cow, get over it, he was five.
He kept the elephant tucked in his bag, he wasn't about to pull it out and have his whole cabin laugh at him, and most of them weren't super nice about that stuff, so they probably would. “I have a younger brother, too. He’s…eleven, I think,” Caleb cuckled a bit. Reid sounded like him, not remembring the ages of his siblings. “They sound cool,” Caleb shrugged. "Teah's pretty great. We grew up together so we are super close, Nathan on the other hand..." He pushed his hair from his eyes again. "He's a little demon...seriously, he was beyond spoiled and turned into a total brat. im glad I don't have to see him anymore" He said with a small smile. Nathan had been sent to a foster home after their parents were sent to jail.
“Wow,” Caleb nodded. most people reactiosnw ere like 'why the hell are they in jail?' but he was glad Reid didn't ask, he wasn't in the mood to tell. Then again, he usually didn't tell people about his past, it was really none of their bussiness, but he trusted Reid. When Reid spoke again he nodded. "Trust me, if I could fix all of this, I would. But I can't go back in time and stop my dad from dying...." He looked down at his hands, he never knew his dad, he had after all only been one years old when he died. "I bet if he wouldn't have died though, everythig would be better, way better" He said looking at Reid. "Like you said, sometimes, problems can't be mended" He stated again with a small smile.
He wasn't all depressed about his fathers death only becasue he had been to young to know him, to actually be sad about him not being here. All he knew was that his dad was pretty awesome, and there wouldn't have been a Shane, or Nathan,. if he was still alive.
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Post by reid callahan. on Sept 6, 2007 17:10:50 GMT -5
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Reid huddled closer to Caleb’s knee as he heard the thunder rolling once more outside, his teeth taking a firm hold of his lower lip after a soft sigh fell from them, his face buried comfortably into the other’s knee. Might be an awkward place to get comfortable, but Reid was just that-- comfortable. Though, his comfort began to shake as Caleb was laughing, a soft grin fighting against Reid’s stern, fearful features, the edges of his lips curling upward in defeat. “Keep trying. I’ll cave if you’re lucky,” he said, rolling onto his back, winking up at the other male. It was doubtful, of course, but it was also all in good fun. Reid let out a soft laugh and pulled the blanket up to his chest once more, his palms brushing his forearms to rid his skin of goose bumps as a sudden draft of cold air met his heated skin. His stomach was rumbling, but he ignored it, like usual, and simply shuffled so he was propped up against Caleb a little more. He was so warm, he just wanted to cuddle against him. But that would probably make the other feel a little awkward, so he refrained.
Besides, speckled irises were intently watching Caleb once more as he spoke, the grin he had gained slightly fading away. “Do you still talk to her?” Reid asked curiously. Surely if they had been ‘super close’, they still keep in touch and such; and Reid was just a crazy curious person. “I’ve always wanted a demon little brother. Mine’s a little angel child,” he said, sighing softly. Oh wait, that was his fault… “Except when he sneaks on my computer to watch porn when mum and dad aren’t home…” Yeah, that wasn’t fun to walk in on. “Doesn’t happen often though,” Reid cleared up, giggling softly. Wasn’t fun, but it was beyond hilarious. “The look on his face when he’s caught red-handed is priceless. I just want to frame it and put it on my wall. It’s that funny,” Reid rambled, laughing once more. It was true, though, his brother had a little demon side, but it only ended up funny. At least, to Reid it did. Then again, he wasn’t the one getting completely embarrassed and caught watching porn.
Reid was once more attentive to Caleb speaking, his brother hardly part of this conversation in the first place-- he automatically kicked himself for even saying anything. “Oh…” Now Reid just felt bad. He didn’t want to bring up bad memories, the topic just kinda…came up. Rolling over onto his stomach, propping himself up slightly, inching down so he could see the other male’s eyes, he put on a soft grin. “Hey, let’s change the subject, yeah?” Subject change would probably be good. “I like you, you’re fun,” he said simply, beaming as he rolled over once more and curled up against his knee. “We should play a board game. Twister, or something. I know where they keep them for cabin game nights,” Reid said with pride. Yes, coming to the camp every year had it’s perks, that’s for sure. Even when it came to such simple things as board games.
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Post by Caleb Thai Ryker on Sept 6, 2007 18:51:40 GMT -5
Caleb watched Reid curl up a bit more and find a way to get comfortable in Caleb's knee's. Caleb smiled and moved his hand to play with Reid's amazing red hair again, he loved it so much. “Keep trying. I’ll cave if you’re lucky,” caleb chuckled, he doubted that would happen, which did make him a bit sad. But he could try, it never hurt to try. "I guess a guy can always hope and try" He said with a smile as Redi rolled over and winked at him. Now this kid was just being a tease, and it was annoying Caleb because he couldn't have Reid, no matter how much he wanted him.
Caleb's eyes found Reid's once again when he asked his question. “Do you still talk to her?” Caleb nodded. He loved talking to his sister, they talked almost every other day and he could tell her anyhting. Teah knew almost everything about him, even that he was gay, except a couple small details that she didn't need to know. “I’ve always wanted a demon little brother. Mine’s a little angel child,” Calb laughed. He said that now, but when you actually had one, it's not all that fun. " Ha, yeah, be thankful he's an angel." Caleb said with a smile. Reid also said how his brother went on his computer to look at porn. Caleb coul help but start cracking up. His hand dropped from Reid's hair to his own and moved some from his eyes. Caleb honestly used to look at porn on Shane's computer, only thing that bastard was useful. "Wow..." Was all Caleb could manage between laughs.
Reid didn't really react to his dad thing, he didn't care. Most people felt that if they went into depth with it, they would hurt Caleb. But that wasn't the case, he didn't know his dad well enough to care a lot when he talked about his death. “Hey, let’s change the subject, yeah?” Caleb smiled and nodded. " Sounds like a good idea" He said, maybe lightening the mood would be a smart plan. “I like you, you’re fun,” Caleb knew that Reid only meant 'like' as a friend like. which bummed him out a bit. But it was nice to hear Reid liked him in some way. "I like you too, your pretty cool yourself" He said playing with Reid's hair again.
“We should play a board game. Twister, or something. I know where they keep them for cabin game nights,” Caleb chuckled a bit. He wasn't big on the board games because he didn't play them a lot as a kid. "Im not very flexible. Twister is definatly not my game. you would kick my butt way to easily" He said with a smile. He played it a couple times as a kid, and it didn't turn out good.
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