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Topic Started: May 12 2018, 11:32 AM (25 Views)
Darcy Wells

Life was strange when you thought about it. More than strange. Darcy had always assumed that he would grow up and have a good job and that if he was really lucky, he'd meet the man or woman of his dreams. And he had. He had met Emerald and he was in love. She was beautiful and perfect and her personality had really started to shine the more she allowed herself to be open, the more she allowed herself to respond to things with a natural reaction rather than fear. He loved her and she loved him and he honestly thought that would be that. He wouldn't say he had found his soulmate because who really believed that stuff? Who really believed that soulmates existed? But he had found the person who had made him happy. He found the person that when she stayed over, he woke up feeling like he was in a dream. The person who had slowly begun to move her stuff into his place and he hadn't cared. He had always thought he would find that annoying honestly – someone putting their stuff in next to his or taking space away from him. He'd thought that having someone in his place would mean his stuff getting moved around or organized in a way that he hated or couldn't find anything. Then again, Emerald had been almost terrified of touching his things. When she had first started coming into his home, she had kept everything to herself; her hands had never strayed far from her body and while normal people would have poked about when left alone, she had just sat there. She had been cautious putting away her stuff and the first time she had moved some of Darcy's things, she had been tense, not looking at him, not really responding, like he was some kind of dinosaur that would only notice her if she moved. It had taken her a long time to get use to living in a place where she could be free and Darcy honestly felt honored that it was with him that she did. He had loved watching her grow. He had loved watching her come into herself. Maybe a little stupidly, he wanted to marry her. Not stupid because he wanted to, but weren't they awfully young? Young couples never really lasted, did they?

And then...and then. Then Tallon, then Tanner, then Clay. Suddenly feelings were weird and jumbled. Darcy had thought everything was pretty simple. Everyone felt attracted to others once in awhile; it was typical relationship behavior, he felt. Hadn't he read somewhere that the first way of ruining a relationship was to assume you would always be happy and you would never cheat and if you were attracted to someone else, you were a Bad Person. But maybe that was just one of those Bad People who was trying to justify stuff to himself. But Darcy had shrugged it off; he was happy with Emerald and sure the guys were cute but not "ruin a relationship by having an affair" cute. Boy, was there egg on his face or what? He honestly wasn't sure how it had happened, but suddenly all of them were in a relationship. It was one of those things that he hated trying to explain to anyone – not that he needed to – because it felt so complicated. Darcy and Emerald were a Couple, Tanner and Clay were a Couple. One could consider Tallon and Darcy a Couple or maybe Darcy, Tallon, and Emerald were a Couple. Then you had all the mixtures – Tanner liked Emerald but he was still kind of gay (his words), Tallon liked Tanner, Clay liked Tallon, so on and so on. It felt like he needed a flow chart just so that anyone could understand the relationship. Mostly he just let it slide. He let people think what they wanted and they just existed. Most people saw them as really close housemates and that was fine too. No one needed to know what their relationships were. A private life was private for a reason, it only involved those that were in it. It was something Darcy had grown up seeing with his mom when people always saw fit to ask her where Darcy's dad was, what she did for work, how she was raising her son, and so much more. If Darcy ever felt someone didn't deserve the real answer? His mom said they didn't. It was his choice how deep people were allowed to be with him. If he thought they were okay, then they were.

The thing was that Darcy felt love for all these idiots. Emerald was always going to be his number one; she was sweet and perfect and he felt like he was in the clouds when he saw her. Tallon was always going to be his number two; he liked how smart Tallon was and honestly? That whole awkward nerd thing really did something to Darcy. If it had been any other life, Darcy almost would have wished that he had met Tallon first, that they had found each other and started things between them sooner. Then there was Clay – Clay who Darcy liked, but they butted heads because both of them were a little too...well, maybe they both had strong personalities; Clay was a lot like Darcy in that he challenged things and didn't like to relent and sometimes in relationships, you had to relent. It didn't really help matters in the sexual side of things that neither of them quite saw eye to eye. And then there was Tanner. Tanner, who was tiny and really gay (even when he admitted he felt something for Emerald, though he wasn't sure it was true feelings outside of friendship). He was bubbly and everything that Clay wasn't. When Darcy had seen the two of them together, he had found himself thinking that really opposites must have attracted because there was no way that Tanner or Clay could have worked. Clay wasn't necessarily all doom and gloom, but the wrong person would probably have just been grating to him or caused unneeded strife. Meanwhile, Tanner was perky and peppy enough that it worked. But it seemed cliché to say that Tanner had a darker side, that he was dealing with stuff – everyone was dealing with stuff, it just meant that Tanner was no different. His just happened to be his parents, or his mom specifically. They had gotten closer, close enough that they were all learning the little details about each other. They had found out that Tanner's mom? Kind of crazy. She was one of those mom's, apparently, that had such a good life, she was looking for issues. Most moms decided to take up a hobby, knitting or reading, but his had decided that vaccines were the devil's work or something. Everything that wasn't picture perfect health was a vaccine injury, everything could be drawn back to the government lying. Crazy, essentially.

He was sure that Clay knew more than anyone what Tanner was dealing with, but that was his right. Darcy respected boundaries, but what he couldn't respect were the moments like these when Tanner came home. There was a flush to Tanner's skin as he came in the door, the flush that said that he had spent a good long time working out at the gym. There was also something....lost in his eyes. Not quite anger, not quite pain, but some kind of mix of everything, some kind...everything. It was the look he always had when he came back from dealing with some rough, be it idiots at work or family drama. And unfortunately, Clay, who was Tanner's go to person for this sort of stuff, was at work. Darcy hesitated, wondering if he'd be welcomed or if he'd be pushed away. The thing was, though, that the only way he could find out was by action. "Tan?" he kept his voice gentle as he trailed after the younger man. "Everything okay?"
Edited by Darcy Wells, May 14 2018, 05:56 PM.
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Tanner Wilson

His life was supposed to have gotten easier. That was what everyone told you. When you became an adult, you started to figure things out. Life got easier for you because you knew how things went. That was just the facts of life. The problem was that everyone had lied because life had gotten way, way more complicated once he had become an adult and only more so when he had finally moved out of his parents home. He had a steady job, although he was always worried about bills and the like. He had had a really good friend from childhood that he saw all the time but who he felt a little strange around at times, a friend who would look at him a little sadly from time to time and Tanner never quite knew why. He had a roommate who was smart and handsome and funny and who had never seemed to want to look at Tanner as anything other than a roommate and friend. Life was balanced, but that balance wasn't precisely good. Sometimes it felt like it was a bit skewed in favor of the bad things. Of course, that was washed away when Clay started looking at him as a boyfriend and not just a friend. That had changed and skewed even more when they all had realized that there was more than one person that they were in love with and that they could actually do something about it. They had all been lingering so much in the normal thoughts that you had to just pick someone and that was that and they had only recently realized that they could be together in more ways than one. Suddenly, the whole world was upside down and Tanner had honestly stopped trying to figure things out because there was really no doing that at this point. He had thought everything was set in stone in his life; he was this, the world was that. Then four other people had turned him on his head and he had struggled to make sense of it until he had just... decided to let it be whatever it was. Confusing still, but it certainly had lifted a weight off of his shoulders.

Of course, that didn't make the rest of his problems go away. There were still bills to pay and adult situations that he would never have had to deal with before. He still got sicker more than the people in his household, which meant a lot of strain on the others because they had to take extra care to try and not bring anything home and yet in a place like Brooklyn that was practically impossible because of how many people lived in New York. He still had to deal with his brother - not usually a trial, honestly - and his parents. His brother, he knew, had basically cut all ties by this point. Tanner had even asked him to give them a second chance, but Kyler had just given him a look and Tanner had dropped it. He got along well with his brother and not only did he not want to push it, but he knew his brother well enough to know that he could be stubborn when he wanted to be. He had made up his mind and nothing was going to change it until he changed it himself. It would be a bit awkward, but Tanner would let it be like that for awhile and see if maybe his brother changed his mind down the road. At least, that had been his plan. That had been his plan up until this morning. He had gone to see his parents, a little under the weather, and his mother had started in on her usual tirade against vaccines and doctors and that might have been fine. He might have been able to ignore that. Then she had started in on how Kyler had been brainwashed and all of that nonsense and maybe, maybe he could have gotten through that too if he sat and gritted his teeth and just worked his way through it. Then she just had to go in about his "alternative lifestyle" and talk about what must have caused that and how she had always known Tallon must have been some kind of awful influence on him and it had just been the last straw. There might still be some awkward, confusing things about their relationship but he knew that he loved them and he didn't want anyone judging him - or them - for their lifestyle especially when it wasn't even accurate judging, but talking about how the vaccines or the meat or whatever it was she was going on about had been the reason they were so strange and had decide to corrupt him. He had just stood up abruptly and said he wasn't going to listen to this anymore and he had left.

A part of his heart had broken because he had wanted to really, truly believe his mother wasn't so bad. Eccentric, sure; misguided maybe. Someone who was a little strange but who would accept him and Kyler for who they were. He didn't know if it was just that she had been poisoned by all of the things that she had read or if she had always been this way, deep down, but he knew he couldn't be around someone who had no basis in reality and who was actively slinging hurtful words at the both of her sons and the people important to them. Furthermore, he couldn't be around someone who fought so hard for something that made people ill. It wasn't just eccentricity anymore now that he knew. It was dangerous. It was dangerous to him and Kyler and to thousands of other people who had no vaccinations themselves or who might have some kind of disorder where their immune system couldn't handle diseases. He and Kyler were legitimately dangerous to strangers because of his mother and Tanner was just now realizing this, that he couldn't be around someone who was so willfully and blindly ignorant and who blamed everyone but herself for the problems that came cropping up in their lives. The problem was that it wasn't easy to decide that, to do it. It hurt an awful lot because that was his family, that was his mother, and he was supposed to be able to count on them and see them for years and years and now that was going to be gone from his life.

He had always worked out a little when he was younger, liking the feeling of it and the fact that it toned him up some. The older he got, when he had more of his own money, he had subscribed to a gym and it had been like a godsend. It was a great place to work out the stress of the day and a great way to look good. He knew the muscles that he had were nowhere near some other peoples but he thought they looked pretty good, given his general body size. He knew Clay and the others appreciated it and it was always nice to surprise people with the amount of strength that he actually had. The gym had also become something of a sanctuary. He went regularly, but when he was mad or upset or just needed a little bit of direction he would go there and push himself hard until he felt better or he had an answer. That was what he had done today, almost immediately after leaving his parents place, and he didn't think he had ever gone so hard or so long before. Every time he was ready to stop, he would remember something his mother had said or he would feel that creeping feeling of sadness at realizing that he was really going to do this and he would keep going. He was going to pay for it tomorrow, though. He was going to feel like shit but at least he had sufficiently worn himself out enough that he couldn't really think about much except how tired he was and how bad his arms and legs hurt right now. At least, at first. The more time he had to sit and think, now he had time to think about before in addition to how tired he was and how sore he was. It resulted in his slamming the door louder than intended when he got home, in his not really quite knowing what to do when he was there. He might have gone to cry on Clay, but he knew he was working at the coffee shop today. Tallon would have been his second choice but he was at class. He could just go lie down but then he'd probably think about things in bed and screw up his sleeping schedule to boot. He hadn't even realized someone was home until Darcy suddenly spoke from behind him. Tanner jumped actually, turning some in surprise and staring at the older man as he asked if everything was all right. Tanner wanted to just brighten up and tell him sure, everything was fine so he didn't have to talk about it and he could forget about everything for a little bit but the more he just stared at Darcy the more he felt unable to bring up that chipperness. He wasn't crying, though he brought a hand up to his eye as if to stifle the tears that weren't there, and he just stood there for a few seconds longer before he finally spoke. "I, uh... I ain't gonna be seeing my parents anymore." And though he was determined and he knew he was in the right, those words hurt more than he had thought they would to say out loud.
Edited by Tanner Wilson, May 16 2018, 11:46 AM.
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