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 Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 9:03 am
[trigger warning] Thorne stares at the blinking light of his phone, head cocked, thumbing over the passcode. His mind stutters over the clarity of this situation. He presses his lips together and hums a soft syllable of sound. It's unfortunate, but he can't go home. Not while Lucas is in the next room over. Chrystali group message: rylan, lucas hey i know this is sudden but can you guys take care of each other? delivered 10:26PMi mean it. there's something wrong in this place. and i need you guys to be alright. if nothing else, that's all i want delivered 11:01PMMoonRazor group message: rylan, lucas oh and, if you have a chance, feed my cat? thanks. i delivered 11:13PMThorne presses his finger to the power button of the phone and throws it across the room. It shatters the mirror, and he flinches back from it so hard that his breath stalls in his throat. But he'd said what he'd wanted to. He'd made his peace. And it hurts, and hurts, and hurts - But better it hurt than drag them in.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 9:19 am
He was in the shower initially, or Thorne wouldn't have gotten away with a half hour of no answers. When he picked up his phone, the second message came through. His blood ran ice cold. Quote: group message: rylan, thorne thorne talk to us! delivered 11:02PMPLEASE ? delivered 11:05PMHe tried to call, pacing, but it kept going to voice mail, like the service was spotty. The third message made him stop, his heart feeling sick. Quote: group message: rylan, thorne thorne, please be ok. please. delivered 11:15PMQuote: to: rylan i'll feed millie idk what else to do, where he is he wont answer deilvered 11:19PMi'm scared for him delivered 11:21PM
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 9:46 am
Sixteen hours into his shift. It was a quiet day at the station, just the one call to help an elderly lady who'd gotten stuck in her attic after forgetting her hip couldn't really take stairs anymore. But otherwise, things were going as smooth as good be. Cole had made dinner - pasta, as usual. The company had worked out. Rylan was preparing for a snooze, until... Ding!He checked his phone, and... Quote: group message: lucas, thorne worry about yourself first. are you alright? delivered 11:06 PMi won't feed the cat unless you're dead. you better not be ******** dead. delivered 11:15 PMQuote: to: lucas don't worry. he'll be fine. delivered 11:22But would he really?
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 10:15 am
Three days later, one text comes through. Quote: group message: rylan, lucas not dead. promise. feed my ******** cat. delivered 3:33 AM
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 10:30 am
He'd find more texts when he turned on the phone. Quote: day 1 message: thorne please be okay. delivered 2:13AMi thought i saw you. scared the s**t out of the guy. thought you'd laugh. delivered 5:41PMQuote: day 2 message: thorne millie misses you. maybe as much as me. delivered 8:16AMi stole one of your shirts. delivered 4:01PMmiss you. delivered 11:34PMQuote: day 3 message: thorne i think i regret stealing the shirt. : ( delivered 1:13AM
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 1:20 pm
wildQuote: group message: rylan, thorne if you're both free tonite, can you come over? delivered 8:54AMLucas closed his eyes. No going back this time.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 5:57 pm
wildQuote: group message: rylan, lucas i'm free. are you alright? be over tonight delivered 9:01 AM
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2016 1:11 pm
wildQuote: To: Lucas, Thorne Sure. Dibs on artichoke dip Delivered 9:10 AM
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2016 2:31 pm
wildQuote: group message: rylan, thorne idk bby. we'll see. ry you're a nerd. i'll have pizza and kfc and ry's beer @ 7. delivered 9:19AM
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2016 5:25 pm
school's outQuote: group message: rylan, thorne see you later. delivered 2:48PM
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 1:46 pm
He'd been stitched up and had plenty of time to be angry, hurt and self-piteous. It wasn't until close to noon the day after the fight that he managed to send a text ( free of claws, oh god it was over). Lucas had de-wolfed, but the damage had been done. MoonRazor i'm sorry hope your friend is ok delivered 11:23AM
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 2:36 pm
He got the text at work, when one of his guys heard the buzz and tossed the phone at him. The screen was still lit when he caught it, flipped it right-side-up, and read the message preview. A long moment, he stared at the screen, until someone asked him, "You alright, Lieutenant?" "Hm?" He looked up, nodded while sliding the phone into his back pocket. "Fine. Just some family stuff."
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 3:25 pm
Saturday, the 5thMoonRazor when will u be home? if u don't answer me this time i will stalk u at work delivered 8:32AM
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 5:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 6:25 pm
Saturday, the 5thMoonRazor i'll be there @ 10. delivered 8:55AM
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