This Silence is Deafening;; - - [ZOEY]

[Hannibal Casry]

"I never said you were an infant, Becky. I am simply stating that things are easier said then done. I don't want to quit because I don't have a problem. I just want to sleep, and pretend this shit never happened." he spoke in an exasperated tone as he kept himself hidden from her sight. He was tired and didn't want to be discussing this. He wished he could just move along and not be bugged about it, but Becky continued to push and wanted him to stop taking the drugs. He didn't need to stop because it wasn't a problem. He was calm when he had them. He didn't like being angry because he felt like he was going to hurt someone.

"How do you think you can do that? You don't knoe any of the people I hang out with, and if you did they wouldn't talk to you anyway." he stated bluntly, knowing this fact was true. He shut his eyes as she pulled his face up to make him look at her. He hid the redness, and how dilated his pupils were from his sight. A soft sigh left his lungs and he didn't pull away from her. "I'm not worth dying for." he spoke in calm words. There was no sadness, and no fear in his voice. He didn't fear death, in fact he looked at death as a blessing sometimes. He knew death would come to him, and probably sooner rather then later. He listened to her calm tones, still keeping his eyes hidden from her. He pulled his face away from her, and sat up a bit, leaning his body against the head board as he looked toward her, but not allowing his eyes to look directly at her, or give her the chance to find them.

"Do what is best for you. Go back to Chad. He's standing there in the hall way and it's beginning to creep me out." he took her hand in his, but didn't move any closer to her. He let his thumb stroke the back of her hand and then pulled his hand away before she could grab it again.

Chad slipped his figure out from under the covers and slipped his boxers back on. A chill swept over his body as he left the room. He walked toward the bathroom, but heard both voices in her brother's room and stood just past the threshold, in the shadows. He was ready to move forward if Ian tried to hurt her, but for the moment both of them were calm and he made no move to hurt the girl. He crossed his arms over his bare chest and looked at Ian as he kept his eyes hidden from both of them. He smiled slightly as he was mentioned and let his eyes wander over to Becky, hoping she would come. HE obviously didn't want any help, so be it. Let him go on living his life in this manner.

[Zoey]

Becky gritted her teeth Everything is easier said than done. Do you think it was easy for me to get over the fact that men raped me Ian? No. I had to work on it and you helped me when i was fucking sobbing mess. I dont care how long it takes you to deny you dont't have a problem..dont you get that? Her thumbs stroked his cheeks as he clsoed his eyes. Thats probably what he had been doing earlier..drugs. She could not understand how he would not let her help. It was like he was disowning her. That hurt. How do you know i dont know them? I could find out If i wanted to and god damnit what are you hiding? Her voice was hurt from his actions. He was hiding frmo her. That was the worst thing he could do. She woudl rather he hit her in the face or shoved her agasint the wall again.

Her eyes dropped as he asid he was not worth dying for You worth more than death, much more. She whispered tears still falling down her cheeks hitting one of his hands. Gripping his sheets she felt him move but her eyes did not move upward. She gripped them tighter was he spoke to go back to Chad..and how he was watching. She turned her head seeing him smiling weakly and wiped her eyes. Her body stiffened a bit as he took her hand but she relaxed as he stroked her knuckles. Standing she felt his hand pull back. I love you. She whispered and kissed his cheek once more walking to the door Where Chad was. She gently shut the door and then looked at Chad. Her lip quivered a bit but she bit back tears

Sorry i just..needed to see him. She whispered then hugged him tightly pressing her hot face agasint his cold chest. She was so tired and she just wantd him to hold her and sleep. Her hands traced his back Lets go to bed..ok? She kissed his chest nipping it a bit in hopes he would not worry about her. Taking his hand she walked with him back to her room. Shutting the door she pulled him to the bed weakly and slumped down pulling a pillow to her yawning Sleep..here.. Her voice was lazy as she patted behind her and her eyes shut...

[Hannibal Casry]

That was before I did drugs. That was when I was stable enough in my own mind to help you... Not anymore. Fuck I can't even deal with my own inner problems. I was raped too, but I can hide my feelings and you can't. I've bottled it in all this time and now it's killing me... The words that formed within his brain were very coherent and made a lot of sense. It's too bad that they got mixed up when he spoke them. The drugs affected his thoughts before they passed through his lips, making them say different things. "No I don't get that, because I don't have a problem. Why does everyone say it's a problem? It's completely under control. Everything new in someone's life is seen as a problem. This isn't a problem." the words left his mouth quickly as he tried to explain to her that it was under control, no matter how little sense that made. It made sense to him, but then again he was under the influence.

Was it not obvious that he had been doing drugs? He was calm now. Before, when he left he was not calm in the smallest way. That was how his body reacted when he didn't have the drugs in his system. That was partly why he was afraid of rehab. He didn't want to act like that with people other then his family around. He didn't want to be put in a psych ward because he couldn't handle himself. He was doing just fine. "I told you once before," he spoke calmly. "I'm not hiding anything." Lyrics left his lips in very calm phrases as he replied to each comment she made. Dark eyes flickered open as he felt the tear fall upon his hand, and she spoke of him being worth much more. "No, I'm not."

He could feel her body tense as he simply stroked her hand. See? She was bothered by what he might do, and this was him when he was calm. By trying to help him, she would only be risking herself again because if she eased into helping him then she'd only be taking the drugs away, which would bring him into worse anger driven rages. He'd be without drugs and without a way out. Meaning his rage would be much more easily triggered. He spoke no words as she said she loved him and once again got close enough to let her lips grace the skin of his cheek. He hid his eyes again and buried himself under the black sheets as she finally left his side.

"You need to be careful Becky. I know he's your brother and you love him, but he's very volatile and you never know when something can go wrong and set him off." Chad chose his words carefully as to not make her angry. They were speaking of her brother and as twins the two were even closer then most siblings. However, the drugs seemed to drive them apart a bit. More of Ian's part of course because as dangerous as he was, Becky was still drawn close to him. He wrapped his arms around her small body as he could feel her hot face against the cold skin of his chest. It aroused a shiver in his body, but he held her close none the less. Her fingers traced the muscles in his back, letting the goose bumps rise on his frigid skin as her hands were gentle. He felt her teeth against his skin and would have bit her back gently, but he didn't want to get himself worked up again since he knew she wasn't. "Alright." he said softly with a small, understanding smile. He laced his fingers with hers and followed her to the bed as she tugged him along. He moved up onto it, to lay his body next to hers. His hands found her figure and pulled her close to him before wrapping his arms around her. He stroked her skin gently before letting a gentle kiss be pressed to her shoulder, and he pulled the blanket over them. He laid still, keeping their bodies together as he watched over her.

[Zoey]

Becky met his gaze as he told her she needed to be careful. She knew that. It was like her responsibility to look over him though. She loved him. He was her twin brother. I know Chad..i just wish he would ahve said he loved me back. She sniffed as he finally layed bsode her. His strong arms pulled her safely too him and she held her breath to hold in the tears and sobs that threatened to leave her. She did not want to cry in front of Chad. She did not want to be weak. A smile dawned her face as he kissed her shoulder gently and held her tighter. He was extremely protective of her. In most ways she loved it. She loved everything about him. Especially the way he made her feel. A soft yawn left her prefect lips and she turned into his chest kissing it You know..i never got to brush my teeth, but your not letting me go are you? She grinned up at him her tears stopped and now just tear stains ran down her cheeks.

Gently she pulled his arm off kissing his lips I wont wander off this time ok? nuzzling his nose she stood from the bed almost falling over. She really needed to sleep. But an old pet peeve of hers was not brushing her teeth. He looekd so prefect in the moonlight. His chest was gleaming and his eyes just looked at her worried. Funny how she just dragged him into bed now she had to get up to brush her teeth...again. Smiling she blew him a kiss touching his lips gently I will be a second, no more talking to my brother ok? She knew he was skeptical but meh. Walking out she looked away from her brothers room and actually started brushing her teeth. Lazily that is. It was like slowly scraping her gums off. Licking her gums she made a disgusted face and spat the toothpaste Yummy..

[Hannibal Casry]

"I'm sorry Becky..." he said softly, not wanting to say the thought that came to his mind. He kept that too himself because he was surew he'd get smacked if he said it. At least if he dulled it out with a sorry, then she wouldn't really need to respond to that. Silence was better then a slap across his face. He smiled slightly as she turned agaisnt him and let her lips grace the skin of his chest. His deep blue eyes looked at hr as lips parted to speak and the soft words escaped her vocals. "You have that right. I won't let you go for anything..." he said with a loving smile as he looked into her eyes.

Her kiss persuaded him otherwise. Though he didn't want to letr her go he had to because she eased out of his arms and he was getting tired. "Alright. Come back soon. It's lonely without you..." he said, tones being playful yet truthful. He smiled as she nuzzled him but then nearly fell as she got out of the bed. He laid back in the bed, his bare body laying slightly exposed as the blankets covered from his waist down. The moonlight made him glow a pale blue since there was such a lack of color in his skin. He watched her with worried eyes, hoping she wouldn't go back into Ian's room. If she was gone longer then three minutes he'd come for her. He smiled slightly as she blew him a kiss and touched his lips. He shifted slightly and watched her walk out of the room.

Ian shuffled around quietly in his room, pulling on a few extra layers of clothes over his muscle shirt and boxers. His tight fitting clothes were hidden by a black jacket that he shrugged on over his shoulders and he pulled on some boots. He shoved his wallet in his back pocket and looked abck to the door. He could hear someone walking around outside in the hall, but did nothing to get closer to the door. He stretched and cracked his back before opening the window and throwing the rope outside after tying it to the wooden frame of his bed. He opened the window all the way and jumped up onto the ledge, getting his long legs out and then holding onto the rope tightly. He looked down and his hands nearly slipped, but he shut the window on the rope and began to climb down. He reached the bottom and thank god for the ground. He definitly wasn't an action hero and that was more action then he needed. He climbed over the fence and jogged down the sidewalk and took a turn into the woods, his boots crunched on the sticks, but he made his way pretty quietly through the darkness of the night.

[Zoey]

Yuck. She spat again rinsing her mouth. The taste of old food was stuck in her mouth. She didnt want Chad having to taste that. Quickly using some mouthwash she rinsed and spat once more wiping her mouth. Her hair was a mess, but oddly she liked it. It had a sexy apeal to it. Grinning she modleed once in only her bra adn boxers laughing. Attention was turned as she heard a window click. Ian? She turned opening the bathroom shutters to see his dark shadow running through the night Fuck. She whispered biting her lip. Chad would kill her and probably Ian if she went after him. She felt some weird force, like she had to. But the other half of her wanted to stay in Chads safe warm arms. He said be back soon. She already felt guilty I love you baby. Quickly she used some eyeliner of hers and wrote on toilet paper about being sorry and she had to save Ian.

She oepned the window gasping fromt he cold air. Shiveirng she crawled out looking as her window was not far. She saw the frain pipe and crawled over shakily gripping it. Crawling down slowly she finally felt soft grass beneath her feet. Her shoes where still outside..thank god she had kicked them off to beat Ian. Grabbing them she ran as she put them on. She could hear him crunching twigs soflty. she knew she had very well hearing. She jsuthoped her forgeve her later. She was determined to let him know how much she cared for him. Running after him she looked back at the house Chad..i love you so much...please forgive me. God this was to much. She might loose both the men she loved...especially the two she could not love without...

[Hannibal Casry]

The young male ran through the woods, not troubled at all by the rough terrain. He was wearing boots and he had done hurdles on the high school's track team for two years now. He wasn't bothered by obstacles that were in his way and he was pretty fit. It wasn't a hard trip, even considering that he'd already made this trip twice tonight. He'd run from the house many hours before and just ran nonstop until he felt like he was going to die, then walked back the second time, feeling sore from running. Now he jogged at a steady pace and would be able to make the trip with a longer time then he had running, but a shorter time then he had walking, and he'd still have energy afterward. He stumbled slightly, and cursed out loud as he eased his foot out from inbetween a section of upgrowing roots.

As he turned to do so his eyes caught sight of the feminine figure that was jogging through the woods as well. "What the fuck?" he asked quietly, then noticed who it was. "Back the fuck off Becky. Just go home." he said as he turned and pushed his body into a sprint. She wouldn't be able to catch him, but if she paid attention to her surroundings then she'd be able to track him. His boots made noticeable indents in the ground and it she thought about how long his legs were she'd be able to roughly identifty were his feet had landed as he ran through the dark woods. He made no move to stop or spare a second glance, he just kept running. His figure disappeared further and further from her sight until eventually he was swallowed up by the shadows of the night. His completely black figure was eating alive by the darkness and only his foot prints could be followed.

Chad reluctantly crawled out of the bed for a second time and walked out into the hallway to see Ian's door opened and the bathroom light on. He ran into the bathroom to find the note writting cruedly with eye liner on the toilet paper. He slammed his fists into the counter top of the sink and he could feel his nails dig into his palms. He went back to the room and pulled his clothes on, and then ran down the stairs. HE unlocked the door and opened it to see nothing. Just a cold gust nearly overwhelemed his already cold body. "BECKY!" he yelled i nboth an angry and worried tone. Why? Why did she have to go after that idiot brother of her?! WHY!? It didn't make any sense at all. He obviously didn't care about what she said to him, because he left anyway. No he was dragging his sister into his spiraling life. "Fuck..." He growled, wanting to just strangle Ian. "God damnit that little asshole. I swear if I get my hands on him he's going to die an early death." He ran into the house to get his shoes and he made as much noise as he possibly could to wake up Hannibal and Nicky. He wasn't going in their room. Who knew what the fuck they could have been doing in there. He sure didn't wanna find out either.

[Zoey]

Becky ran till the only thing she could hear was her own breathing. She could hear him curse and ran faster not caring that her legs felt like rubber and her heart was beating much to fast. She looked at him as he told her to back the fuck off. She paused a bit taken back but growled a determiend look crossing her face That would make it to easy for you brother.. she whispered as he ran..faster. Groaning she started running again. He was to far ahead, but he was sloppy. She could tell where he had stepped. So she ran after him, not caring about him getting mad. Chad had probably gotten- She turned her ehad still running as he called her her, a mix of anger and worry. She wanted to stop and run back into his arms but she was to far now. Her parents would probably wake and that made her more scared encouraging her to run more. Ian! she cried desperatly as she ran into a clearing. Frowning she looked around. It was dowtown and she looked at herself. Great. She didnt look like a prostetute at all. Walking along the streets she turned looking foe her brother Ian! she called again bumping into people Sorry.. She murmered rubbing her arms as she sighed walking slowly loosing hope. This was stupid...she should never have left...

Nicky jumped startled as chad yelled her daughters name. She still was ins nugged into Hannibals arms. Becky? She frowed as he cursed crashing around downstairs. She quickly got up stumbling and walked out of her room Chad- She was cut off as he walked outside. She ran downt he stairs, grabbing her jacket, and grabbed him What the fuck is going on! Whers Becky and Ian? She asked worried and angr.y Stepping back she realized jsut how angry Chad was. It was amixture as well, he wasprobably angry from worry. She gripped his arm Don't go after them, You will get hurt. If Ian went back to god knows where and Becky followed him....just hope Ian helps her. Her own wors were full of doubt. She did not want Chad hurt though. She let go of his arm. What was she saying? He was the only one who could help them. She pulled out her wallet from her jacket handing it to him Take my money, do waht ever the fuck you can...be careful ok?

[Hannibal Casry]

Right now he wasn't thinking about where he was stepping, he was running purely to loose her. He didn't want to be followed and that was the last thing on his mind. He didn't want her to get hurt, but he knew that if he stopped to fight with her then she'd never let him take another step and he didn't want that either. He could hear her cry out his name in desperation. He pulled the hood over his head and ran faster. the sound of his crunching disappeared as he came out into the downtown area. He'd gotten to know this place rather well tonight and hoped it would make Becky turn around. He slowed to a casual walk as he got into the streets and made himself look normal by blending into the crowd. He stood out a little bit because of his height, but he disappeared into the library, a place where normally the young male would never dare tread.

He panicked, his muscles became extremely tense at first as he thought it was Hannibal that grabbed him. He heard the questioning voice as she asked where her children were. He would have answered her, but she stepped back, observing him so she knew that it wasn't anything he had done. He watched her with extremely pissed off eyes as she gripped his arm again. He pulled away from her, knowing that her words couldn't be trusted. Yes, you had to at least hope a little bit, but there was little hope in Chad's heart that Ian would help her. "I'm not going to take your money." he said, shoving it back in the pocket of her coat and quickly he stepped out of her reach for her to give it to him again. "Just wish me the best of luck..." he said as he turned and ran, his tal lfigure stopping briefly to let a car go by, but after that he disappeared into the woods, the only thing that prooved he exsisted was the liud yell that escaped his vocals. "BECKY! IAN!" he yelled, longing to hear a responce from Becky. Another sign of his life was the angry swear that escaped the male's mouth as he stumbled on the same set of roots that Ian had only yanked further from the grounds. He pulled hismelf out of it and continued to run. Finding their footsteps.

Hannibal hadn't been far behind Nicky as she went downstairs to see what Chad's problem was. He stopped at the middle of the stairs though as he watched thw two talk. He listened quietly, and could hear all the waords exchanged between then two people before Chad ran off into the darkness. He grabebd the phone in the kitchen and called the police. He was going to put in a note of the three kids that now wandered around outside. Hannibal carefully made his way over to the door to wrap his arms around his wife's body. "He'll get them back." Hannibal murmered softly as he kissed her neck, then walked away a foot or two. "Uh yes officer... I have three kids that I..." his voice went on as he wandered back into the kitchen to ask for a search party sent out, mainly for the other two. He notified them that the third and the oldest was not their child but someone very near and he'd gone to look for the girl.

[Zoey]

Becky shivered walking the streets. It was scary. People where everywhere, but mostly drug dealers and hookers. She ignored some men whistling and saw a library. A library was safe right? She slowly walked to the door examining it then looked behind her to make sure in case IAn ran by. He didnt. Sighing she opened the door looking in on darkness. Shutting the door behind her, her shoes made loud noise on the tile floors. It smelt like smoke and weed. She coughed slightly hugging herself Ian? She whispered hoping he was in here. She was frightened and wished she had never left Chads arms. This was stupid. Ian didnt even love her anymore. He only loved his new drug life. She should just go back and sleep. Shivering she walked deeper into the library flipping her hair a bit. The moonlight from the window lit up her tiny figure Brother? She whimpered not wanting to go any further.

Nicky gripped the money as he shoved it back. She thought it would help but if he said so. good luck. she whispered as he ran off shouting. She jumped as Hannibal held her then fell back a bit against him I know..god damnit is this ever going to end? She whispered turning into him looking up at him I thought it was good..Ian was going to just come back, shows you how smart i am.. She murmered as he kissed her neck. She sighed sitting ont he step as he went to call the police. What if they got hurt again. She would never forgive herself. Sniffing she rubbed her arms of her jacket and looked at the sky. Please God.. She whispered then dropped her head into her ahdsn crying. This was horible. What was she going to do? Let this keep happening? No this had to stop..

[Hannibal Casry]

A strong, and very firm arm wrapped around her waist and a hand pinned her lips shut and muffled ay scream that might have been allowed to exit her lips. "What the fuck do you think you're doing in here? Why didn't you just get the hint when I told you to back off? Huh? What fucking possessed you to fucking follow me out here? I could kill you right now and it would be safer for you then being alive..." he growled as he pinned her against a cold wall. He didn't remove his hand from her mouth, giving her no room to answer. He shoved her down to the floor and removed his hand from her mouth as he kneeled over her, letting his legs rest on either side of hers as he sat back on his heels. "You need to get dressed, and go home, right now. I mean it when I say right now, and if you don't I will see to it that I am alive to carve your grave stone, alright?" he asked, stripping off his jacket and putting her arms in the sleeves. He zipped it up forcefully and held her face in his hands, an angry glare showing in his eyes. "Go back the way you came... Don't even think about looking back, you hear me. If you leave now I'll give up coke for the rest of my life and i'll wait on you hand and foot until your last breath is taken. Please..." he sat as he gently kissed her forehead and moved away from her, disappearing deep into the shadows.

Hannibal settled his figure down beside Nicky as he heard her begin to sob. He wrapped his arm waround her and stretched out his leg as he felt the muscles in it lock up. Stupid thing. He coudln't believe he was shot in the leg and it was still affecting him today. It was high though, too much higher and a little bit more centered and we could have had some serious problems. "They sent out cars looking for them." he said queitly.

Chad followed their footsteps into the downtown area and immediatly started asking people if they had seen these two people, and he found a homeless man who had been watching them. He said he saw them go into the library and he pulled a buck from his wallet. "Thanks." he said as he handed him the money and ran toward the library, pushing people out of the way,. Most gave him strange looks while others pushed him back. He eased his body into the doors and looked around. "Becky?" he asked quietly, letting his feet carry him further into the place. "Ian?" he growled, his tones dark and almost demonic. He was really starting to hate that brother of hers.

[Zoey]

Becky backed up looking around. Holy shit holy shit...it was fricken dark. Suddenly a hand grabbed ehr wasit and she went to scream but a hand covered her mouth and she was shoved agasint a wall. She clsoed her eyes as the hands pinned her there. Fear overhwlemed her but then a firmliar voice entered her ears. She opened her eyes seeing him as he scolded her. She tensed as he said he should kill her and she felt tears start rolling down her cheeks again. She tried to talk but he just pushed her back agasint the wall harder holding his hand over her mouth. Thne he pushed her to the ground. she cried out as he let go of her mouth trying to get from him but he sat ontop of her I only came to help you Ian. She cried. She didnt want to go. She wanted to be with him during this till the end. He shoved the jacket on her forcing the zipper up before she could prostet. His hands on her face here rough and she winced as he looked down at her in a glare Ian nothings going to happen...just come with me, please.. She begged as he kissed her forhead. He really did still care for her. Then he said he would give up coke Wait Ian no im not going I- She stopped as he was gone. She wiped her mouth with his jacket sleeve standing looking at where he went Ian She called walking to the shadows Please dont leave me please..i want to go back with you.. She said a bit of a whimper in her soft voice...

Nicky felt his arms and turned into them as he held her close. She knew he was right. It was just so hard to think that. It was always alright. No one was going to die...easy. She sighed looking at him The cops never do fucking anything, what if they all get hurt before someone is even helped? What if Ian ledBecky right to those fucking drug dealers? She whispered using his arm as shield from the cold. Oh Hannibal. She cired into his chest wrapping her small arms around his lean figure. She was sick of trying to hold back her fears and tears. Hannibal would comfort her. She jsut hated to show her weak side. Her tears fell fast as she gripped onto him tighter not wanting to face reality. They were really all out there again. Facing god knows what. That made her want to be sick. Gripping ehr stomach she groeaned hiding her face in his chest Can you..take me upstairs love, please? She whispered.

[Hannibal Casry]

His body disappeared completely in the darkness and he walked silently down some stairs and into another room. He pulled off his clothes and slipped on a black, crushed velvet cloak with a thick red stripe down the left side and tightly tied a red rope around his waist. He pulled a hood over his head and the hood completely hid his features in a deep shadow. He grabbed a candle, lit it with one in the room and walked out, his voice hollowly chanting a hymn in an unknown language as he disappeared down a long narrow corridoor. His voice echoed through the halls, and was met by more hollow voices, their candles light up the hallway before dispersing into another room where a blood curddling scream was heard, and the smell of a burn could be smelled. The candle lights were blown out, leaving the place pitch black.

Two more men inclocks exactly like Ian's stepped out of the shadows, their voices deep and hollow like Ian's had been when he had begun chanting. Their voices cut off into silence as they picked her up by her arms. "Come with us young miss. You've intruded." they spoke in the exact moment in the exact same time and their voices sounded on the littlest bit different.

He held her close, holding her arms around his body as she sobbed into his chest. He couldn't believe that she was a persdon who hated to show her weakenesses. She sobbed al lthe time and it was a wonder that her eyes were not dried up because she cried so much. None the elss he held her close and let his arms roam up the skin of her back in a comforting manner. He felt her hold tighter onto his body and nodded, kissing her gently as she held her stomach and asked to go upstairs. He wrapped her legs around his waist and let one arm hold her up while the other closed the door then wrapped around her. He carried her upstairs and into their room.

[Zoey]

Becky walked into the shadow but he was gone. Where had he gone. She closed her eyes trying to listen to see where he had gone. At first there was nothing and she was tempted to turn around, but then this hollow chanting started. Her eyes opened and she felt fear again. She had to leave. This time she would obey Ian. Just as she was about to leave however, men grabbed her arms. She winced as the jacket was much to big and they lifted her off the ground Get your fucking hads off of- She turned her head as a scream was heard. Holy fuck. She tried to pull free as they said she intruded No please, i ddint mean to .. She was shaking now as she tried to get free of their grasps. She wished she had never left Chad.. He would have kept her safe, following Ian was stupid.

Nicky held her breath. She wished she did not cry all the time. She wanted to stop but there was to much draama. She knew he could not understand why she hated showing her weakness, because she idd it everyday. That made her even more sick. His hadns rubbed ehr back and she closed her eyes leaning into him. He kissed her forhead and picked her up wrapping her legs around his waist. she felt like a small child as he carried her and it made her feel even worse. His arms wrapped around her and she stopped crying, only by holding her breath. She let her legs down but still held him tightly im such a wimp...sorry. She whispered wiping her eyes. she had to stop crying. He must think she was a huge cry baby. She only cried in fear of her family because she loved them so much..

[Hannibal Casry]

Hannibal will come first, always black
Maroon is the twins that hold Becky
Brown is the third male, the group elder [26]
and Ian is Navy as he's always been
black, is no one important, or the who group
Chad is still red, but not here yet



"It's alright. I love you none the less." he said in a very gently and loving tone. This was true, although she cried a lot it affected his feeling for her in no sort of negative way. He loved her more then she could ever imagine and that would never change. He kept his arms around her body in a very firm, but loving embrace. He didn't care if she cried a thousand times a day. He would still hold her in his arms and make her feel loved. She was one of the most important things in his life and that would never change. He pulled her onto the bed so she could sit with him. He gently brushed the tears from her face and kissed her softly. "I will always love you, no matter what you do." he said quietly, his brown eyes looking into hers.

"You're intensions are not cared for, ignorant one. You have intruded and this crime is punishable by death." they spoke again in perfect harmony, their voices almost sounding as one, but one male's voice was slightly lower then the others. Neither voice faltered as they spoke the cold words and carried her off into the darkness. A third man in a cloak appeared, having lit a candle and seemingly popped up out of nowhere. "Come my brothers. Let we lead the way." The third male spoke with a much more feminine sounding voice, but the way he moved and stood, and the way his body was built showed that he was definitely a male. His footsteps were silent, making no noise as they walked into another dark room. This was the room where Ian was, but everyone looked exactly the same. The man that had entered lit a few candles on the walls, and then passed his own candle around the ground. There was a soft hiss as the wax dripped on someone's skin, but that was all, for too much interruption could be punishable.

Ian's eyes watched the two men as they firmly held his sister. He grabbed the candle from his brother and carefully let the flame lick the tip of his candle then passed it on to finish out the circle of men. He stood silently, face hidden as were all the brothers. As the candle returned to the third man that Becky had come in contact with, the room was filed with the hollow chanting of their voices. A few could be picked out, but for the most part everyone sounded alike.

"We are one is all and all in one.
There are no men but only the great WE,
One, indivisible and forever."

"Tell us, young miss. Why is it that you, a single soul, dare to bring forth you're ignorance into our place?" the male asked, his body stepped closer to Becky as he held the candle to her face to look upon her. A beauty she was, but he could not say for it would be the transgression of preference. He dared not commit such a crime, and thus he stepped back, his figure becoming out of reach once again as they waited.