forum I'm Tired of Hurting People... // O/O // Open

Started October 14, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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"Maybe not everyone believes that, but I'll convince them otherwise," Ronan tried.

Adrian was shaking again. "No." He whispered again. "You…I…" He leaned against the wall.

"What? I'm here to help, please let me help."

"Fine." Adrian whispered, tucking his arms around himself.

"come on then, let's get you something to eat," ronan said carefully, taking a couple steps closer and setting a hand gently on adrian's shoulder.

Adrian flinched away from the touch, batting his hand away with gloved hands. "Don't touch me." He said quickly.

Holding up his hands in submission, "Okay then. But you should eat, come over to my place? I can make you something, or we could go out," Ronan suggested.

"I don't care…" Adrian replied slowly, not looking at him.

"Alright, my car is outside. Let's go then," Ronan slowly walked towards the stairwell, keeping one eye on Adrian.

Adrian took a deep breath, and followed him slowly. Panic clawed at his insides.

Once they descended the stairwell, Ronan led him to his car, getting in and opened the passenger door for Adrian.

Adrian froze for a moment, then got in. He buckled, hands shaking.

Ronan drove to his house, which wasn't a long drive, and slowed to the car to a stop. It wasn't a big house, but it wasn't small. There were two windows in the front, and a dark-stained wooden door. There wasn't much of a front yard, and he got out, unlocking the door. "What do you want?" he asked, looking at Adrian.

Adrian looked at him, fidgeting a little. "I-I…I don't know…" He replied slowly. He was scared, and it was obvious in the way he moved and spoke.

"Does eggs sound good?" Ronan asked, turning to look at Adrian. Softening his tone, "You're safe here, okay? You're safe with me."

Adrian shrugged, tucking his arms around himself. "Okay…" He said slowly.

Ronan quickly made up some eggs for both of them and served them up on a small table for two. Sitting down, he invited Adrian to sit. "Come, have a seat."

Adrian sat down, chewing on his lower lip uncomfortably. His shoulders were pulled in, high, and tight, as if he was trying to make himself look as small as possible.

He noticed this, and lowered his head to look Adrian in the eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked gently.

He shook his head quickly. "N-nothing, sorry…"

"No, it's fine. Talk to me, what's bothering you?" Ronan inquired.

He shook his head again, curling up on the seat with his knees pulled to his chest. "Nothing…"