forum Do you really want to trust insanity? (Private with Icefire, it's pretty fooking mature, matey)

Started December 04, 2019 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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"Good!" Gabe said. "I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to do that around me."

Alex smiled just a little bit, still looking at Gabe through his lashes for a long moment. Then he looked down at his food again.

Gabe smiled once more, then left the kitchen to go prepare his room for that night for Alex.

Alex took off his jacket, pulling his journal from the pocket and looking through it for a moment, fingers brushing against the blood and tear stained pages.

Gabe, not quite satisfied but realizing this was as good as he could do, stepped back out of the bedroom and into the living room. He didn't look at Alex yet.
"There anything else you want to do while it's still light out?" he asked.

Alex blinked, glancing up at Gabe and closing the journal. "Uhm…not really." he replied softly.

"Kay then," Gabe said, turning to look at Alex. He saw the notebook, but didn't say a word of it. He wasn't going to pry into Alex's life too much.

Alex sighed softly, offering up a quick smile.

"So, Alex, is there anything else you need?" Gabe sat down on his chair, pulling his legs up and folding them infront of himself.

Alex thought for a moment, then shook his head. He could sleep in his clothes, that was fine. "No." he replied softly.

"Okay then. You can go to bed whenever you want to- I'll probably stay up a bit longer to read." Gabe smiled, shifting in his chair.

"Alright." Alex got up. "Uhm…where's your washroom, again?"

"Down the hall and to the left," Gabe said, smiling.
"I'll be out here if you need anything."

Alex nodded. "Alright." he replied, and headed down the hallway to use the washroom.

Gabe nodded, humming a bit. He repositioned again to get comfortable, picking up his book and settling in.

Alex came back out after a few minutes. "I'm uhm…going to get some sleep." He said softly, knowing it would take him a while to get to sleep.

Gabe had been reading, so he looked up when Alex spoke.
"Okay then," he said with a smile. "I'll be right here if you need anything." He was also close enough to the bedroom that he could easily hear if Alex had another episode, or needed Gabe's help that way at all.

Alex nodded, and headed into the bedroom. The journal slid out from his pocket, falling unnoticed to the floor. In the bedroom, he climbed into the bed and lay down, curling up on his side.

Gabe looked up when he heard the soft thump of the journal, thinking for a moment before setting his own book aside and getting up. He picked the journal up, pausing. He really shouldn't look… but what if it helped him with Alex? Not making a sound, he slowly cracked the book open and peeked inside, just a glimpse, before shutting it again. No. This was wrong.

The journal was older, and was weathered and stained. Some of the pages were wrinkled and warped as if from water, others were so bloodied that they were illegible.

Gabe sighed very softly when he saw the blood. He quietly made his way into the bedroom, setting the journal down gently on the bedstand without a word. Then, he turned to leave.

Alex opened one eye when Gabe came in, taking in a breath when he saw the journal. "Oh." He said quietly. "I…I guess you could read that. If…you want." Then kick me out, because God knows that everything that's wrong with me is in there.

"I wasn't going to," Gabe said, turning around again. "A man is supposed to have his privacy. I'll only ever read it if you actually want me to." He gave Alex a reassuring smile.
"I want to help as much as I can, but only when you're ready."

Alex nodded a little. He was snuggled down into the blankets, with only his head poking out from beneath. "Alright."

Gabe nodded, then made his way out of the room, back to his chair. He sat down, the creak sounding throughout the apartment as he settled in. He put one of his coats over his legs as a blanket, reading by the window for light from the street lamps.