forum I Am Not As Fine As I Seem (OPEN)

Started July 19, 2018 by Deleted user

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Thomas looked away as he replied, “It was, um, fine. I didn’t get the part though.” He chewed on his lower lip, not wanting to look either of them in the eyes as if they could see right through the lie.

"Shame." Antoine says, shrugging. "There are always more opportunities, though. Chin up." He could tell the other was lying but he didn't want to push.

"That's bad. I know how hard you practiced for that but hopefully in the future you'll get another part. Do you guys want sandwiches?" She walked to the kitchen and got out the materials.

"Sandwiches would be great." Damien responded, glad that no one pushed for more information about Thomas's audition.

“A sandwich sounds nice,” He said quietly, then added slowly, “I think I’m going to take a shower first.” Thomas grabbed clean clothes from his bedroom before slipping into the bathroom, letting out a breath as he closed the door.

Nova quickly made three sandwiches and a simple peanut butter on jelly one for herself. She heard the lie right through Thomas' teeth but decided not to comment on it because it must have been very bad that he had to lie to his friends.

Thomas stripped of the clothes -clothes he frankly wanted to burn now- and turned the water on as hot as it could get. He hissed quietly when he stepped into the shower, but didn’t want to change the temperature. Thomas wanted the phantom feelings gone.

"Thanks Nova." Damien said, taken a sandwich for himself and grabbing a small can of soda from the fridge. He prayed with all his heart that no one would ask him what happened at the audition, knowing that they would immediately catch him lying.

He was quiet, walking towards his room. He takes a deep breath and removes his eyepatch and runs a finger along the burn. He clicks his teeth before walking around his room, placing things in his bag. Evidence, files, targets. He needed to find the people who hurt him and make them burn.

"Did Antoine just fall asleep on the couch? He needs to get some better sleep." Damien finally said after taking a few bites of his sandwich.

Antoine exits the room, the bad slung over his shoulder. His blue eye glints malevolently. "I'll be back in a little while." He calls, grabbing his coat.

"How long a while?" She asked while wiping the jelly from her lips.

"A few hours at most." He replies. He adjusts his jacket and grabs his bag.

When Thomas exited the shower, his skin was slightly red from irritation form the heat, but he ignored it as he got dressed into clean clothes. The phantom hands feeling didn’t go away. He shuddered, then stepped out of the bathroom and started beelining towards his room.

Damien finished his sandwich. "If you're going shopping, get some ice cream." He told Antoine.

Antoine nods. "Got it." He exits the house before shutting the door. As he did so the edge of a gun flashed at his waist line.

"The audition didn't go that well?" She asked. When she saw the look on Thomas' face when he entered the house, she assumed that's what it was about but now she was only confirming it.

(He could've just been in his room sleeping)

Cerulean woke up and looked pled around

"That's…one way to put it." Damien muttered. "Thomas did well, but some people are just jerks."

"Oh," She simply said, not bothering to comment more on the matter.

Thomas slid onto his bed, chewing his lip and curling in on himself. That feeling… He winced, burying his head in his arms. His nails dug into his arm, just trying to get him mind off that disgusting memory. Even if pain would be the answer.