TITLE: yet to be determined
WRITER: Jinny
GENRE: angst (but yes, we do the sborona)
RATING: NC-17
WARNING: yaoi
NOTE: Story and original characters
GIA 'POST: One
Damian opened his eyes in the dark, frantically clutching the sheet. He tried to retake control of the breathing and his heart and slowly calmed down. He realized that they also have an open mouth in a silent scream. It had been three months, but not if the dreams were gone. Nightmares. Memories. Not even he knew it well. If you had to be honest, did not remember much of what had happened. He looked at the calendar. It was May 7. They were three months exactly on that day. On February 7, the day after her eighteenth birthday, her parents had decided to disappear from his life. But he could not remember what happened that day. He had returned home after being released on the morning of the first day (shooting, interview, party, shooting), but by the three when he was entered at four o'clock, when the police had escorted out of the house, so he did not remember ' she did, it cos'avesse seen. He had a vague recollection of having consular Alan, crying clinging to him. He remembered that he vomited in the bathroom of the plane that was carrying him and Alan in Los Angeles the same evening. He remembered that he was silent for a week. He was smiling as usual, but could not articulate a sound. On the one hand it seemed that everything had happened the day before, instead of three months. Second, the past year seemed. He knew that if he remembered the dreams he had a vague idea of what happened that day, but was not sure you want to remember ... sigh. At least he was leaving that afternoon to return to Los Angeles ... slipped in the shower, then dressed. He had the morning free. Allison, the night before, had been drinking with one of the actors, so first of two in the afternoon, at which time they had established the departure from the hotel, would not have showed up. Without realizing it, boarded a taxi and drove across town. Where he lived before. The house had not changed at all, except for the sign "For Sale" attached to the door. Despite his success, and his constant trips back and forth from Los Angeles, had continued to live with her in that small house. Thought to have the situation under control, but obviously he was wrong ... he pulled out of his pocket the key. He did not know why he had brought with them, and probably had changed the locks, but he tried anyway. The key slipped in without any difficulty. He turned a bit 'fatigue, probably from the lock had to be oiled. He entered the empty house and realized he had stopped breathing. She threw out all the air from his mouth and began to breathe. He looked at the narrow corridor leading to the staircase to go upstairs. The wallpaper had been changed them. Plain, instead of flowers from a young terrorized him. The four doors opening on the corridor, had been repainted. He entered the first room on the left. The living room. There were no more furniture, but Damian it was recalled up to three months earlier. He left before the longing to join him, and went upstairs. He did not know why, but came into the room of his parents. Li was left everything exactly the same. The bed, with blood-stained quilt. The bloodstain on the carpet ... shook his head, but saw the same two figures on the ground. He picked up the phone and dialed the number of Allison
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Come and get me ...>> was the only thing she could say. When you began to realize what was going on, Allison, kneeling beside him, held him embraced. He had kept his usual super professional, but a pair of jeans, a sweatshirt and sneakers. Damian forced himself to look into the room, on whose threshold had fallen to the ground. The room was empty, like the rest of the house. He began to breathe more slowly, realizing to be panting. He tightened the grip on the arms of Allison
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Now back to the hotel, take your suitcase and go back to Alan, ok?>> Allison said, sounding unusually sweet. Damian turned to look, then smiled
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;If Chris can hear you use that tone with me mom, he'll kill me in my sleep ...>> said. Allison looked into his eyes
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;would never do that. He knows that if something happens to you, his monthly salary they would receive a terrible blow ...>> said. Damian laughed. Ventured to take a last look of the room, which was still empty.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;First ... before I saw them I was suffocating ... ...>> murmured
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not think about it, ok? On a plane waiting for us ... when Alan will know that you came here and you had a panic attack, kill me ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;We have family ... violent> ;> Damian said, thoughtfully. Allison snorted, stood up and helped him get up.
few hours later, at the airport, Alan ran, ignoring the presence of journalists and fans, hugging him tight
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;might explode!>> shouted in his ear. Damian laughed, returning the embrace. Now that Alan was again beside him, would be all right. Damian broke away and is reflected perfectly in the face of the twin
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I missed you.>> he said. Alan grimaced
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;So are you.>> Answered. Damian smiled, then put her arm around her shoulders. He smiled at photographers and journalists, a few questions answered quickly, taking all hugged the sister.
When they arrived at the villa of the great Sullivan, Damian had barely time to get out before coming in a close embrace
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Chris ...> ;> succeeded Damian to stutter, before ending up on the ground for the surge of his too
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What! At the palace, and me, which are smaller and less weight, right?>> Christopher protested, smiling, bright turquoise eyes, hair, red hair, that fell in untidy tufts on the forehead. Damian gave him a tongue
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What Alan I jump in my arms I expected, but you do you take me by surprise>> he said, getting up and helping his friend to get up
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You had to wait for him. You know who has a crush on you ...>> Alan said, declining to turn the car. Christopher blushed violently
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Al, beat you?>> Inquired
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;One meter and eighty-one and seventy-two, who knows and whoever wins ...>> Alan muttered, without batting an eyelid. Damian was again the strange sensation to have a girlfriend instead of a twin. But now there was also a rival ... rolled his eyes
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;As you struggle for the hand of the princess, knights, princess goes to take a shower ...>> said, and moved toward the interior of the villa. He and Alan had been living for three months with Christopher and Allison. Sometimes living together was a bit 'hard, especially with Christopher Alan and who continued to tease and fight to get his attention (and he had to admit that Alan cheated shamelessly, invariably playing the card of Tears) but was usually pretty nice. At least, have some 'confusion around helped him not to think about the first three months ... come put his suitcase in his room, undressed quickly and stepped into the bathroom. He still had to get used to having a bath all for him. Not having the things around Alan, sometimes bothered him ... he put it under running hot shower, trying to empty the mind. She washed her hair, so then he should not have to worry about combing alone, put the balm, to prevent yet another rebuke from Alan. Finished, dried and dressed in a hurry. Alan was already in the room, waiting, armed with a brush and hair dryer. Damian laughed and sat on the bed
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Are you aware that the girls usually are combing each other?>> Alan said, starting to brush her hair still wet
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Well, but I'm Damian Winters. I am eighteen years and have been defined for the second year in a row the most beautiful man in the world. I believe that it is entitled to my personal hair stylist, right?>> Damian said, chuckling.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Yes, it can be ...>> Alan said. Damian closed his eyes, enjoying the moment of total relaxation. He grimaced slightly when Alan pulled his hair
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Excuse me ...>> said Alan
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Quiet.>> Smile Damian. Alan went back to brushing, wiping her hair in the meantime
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Damy, ... first heard Allison hinted at something about our home ...>> said, casually. Damian looked at the twin in the mirror before them.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You said that you went to ... and you saw something ... ... oh, hell, told me everything. What did you go to our home, logged into mom and dad's room and that they have reviewed them, even if the room was empty ... said that you called saying it's coming to get you and you've got half a crisis panic ...>>
Damian looked down in silence.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dam, I'm talking to you ...>> Alan said. Damian bit her lip. Alan pulled his hair and turned off the hairdryer
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ouch>> protested Damian
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Answer me! You went there? Have you seen them really? Have you remembered? Why did not you told you, eh, Damy?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It seems to me you're already worried enough of your own, without me telling you to put half of my panic ... I just had a moment of rapid breathing, that's all ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dam! You tell me certain things, damn you!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why apologize? It is nothing serious happened, no ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;We are brothers! We're all in two! You have not spoken for a week, not even a sound, you still have nightmares ... do you think no one has noticed me? You still do not eat ... these are the things that worry me! If not then talk to me, I'm worse ...>> Alan stopped speaking, breathing deeply. Her eyes filled with tears. Damian bit her lips, then snorted
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Perhaps now it is easier if you do not speak ...>> he murmured.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But ...>> Alan began to protest
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not feel, ok?>> Damian yelled. She put her hand to her mouth immediately. He never raised his voice with Alan. Not until that day, at least. He never raised his voice to anyone ... ran his hands over his face
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm sorry ... I'm very tired and confused ... what happened this morning was ... strange ... and I was afraid ... I wish I were there with me, because when you're with me, then I have everything under control ... I'm getting morbid, I'm sorry ...>>
Alan hugged him, sobbing softly
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm sorry, Al, I did not want to raise your voice .. excuse me, please ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; You can raise your voice, Damy. Really. E 'already most of the human permanent smile ... is four years since we have not seen you do something so human ... I'm almost moved! My brother did not become fully Barbie Oscar night!>>
Damian laughed and ruffled the hair twin. Then he realized
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Hey! Barbie?>> Said, pretending to be offended. The corners of the mouth of Alan and trembled for a moment, a brief moment, got up. Damian was locked
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You .. you smile ...>> managed to whisper. Alan turned him back toward the mirror and began to dry hair, thereby closing the angle of confidences. Damian snorted
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What?>> Alan asked, sounding annoyed
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You smile and do not want to admit it! >> said Damian. Alan said nothing. She finished drying her hair and left the room. Damian followed him into the corridor
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dam, stop. I can not smile. And to be honest I do not like either much. Are not you. We only have the same face.>>
Damian stood looking at him, feeling suddenly alone. They had to put on the wall with one hand. Then he nodded and smiled
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm sorry.>> Said, and returned in his own room. Suddenly he was attacked by nausea. So again and again, when he was nervous ... the door opened
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Oh, Chris ... man-radar ... I do not know how to do, but you always know exactly when I'm bad ...> ;> murmured, lying down beside the bed. Christopher sat on the bed and put his hand on his shoulder
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Nausea?>> Asked. Damian did not answer. He closed his eyes, trying not to think about it. Christopher began to stroke his back, in silence. After a while, the door opened again
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You okay?>> Alan asked, in a low voice
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Nausea.> ;> Christopher ruled. Alan also sat on the bed, and took his hand to his brother.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Poor thing, is all sweaty ...>> said Christopher, Damian, and he realized to be seriously sweaty ... luckily was already passing. Sometimes times were so fast that people around him were not aware of. Only Alan and Christopher had seen him in that state. And Allison this morning. Three people, all those he encountered every day, they were nothing ... closed his eyes again. He was returning a panic ... he clung to the strong hand of Alan, trying to stay shiny, not to think about what she saw ... slowly, opening his eyes, went back to the fire room. His room at home in Los Angeles. Christopher's hand that caressed her back, soothing. Alan's hand tight in hers. He smiled, feeling safe, and sat
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sorry. Now it's gone ...>> said.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not make me smile from the interview, Winters! I'm not a damn journalist!>> Ordered him Christopher. Damian looked into his eyes.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Damy, even if you do not feel well, that's okay. You had a heavy period very heavy ... ...>>
Damian looked down, uncomfortable. Alan shook his hand again
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You always worry me, bore a brother.>> Said in a subdued tone. Damian laughed and looked up
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Al, come on, do not cry ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not cry? And then what do you want the moon?>> Alan asked, drying eyes. Then he snorted
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;If only I were a girl, I would have an excuse for all these tears, but I'm a man, I'm tall, muscular ... that are also hard to always pretend to be strong ... I have to play football when I do the cheerleader ...>> mumbled
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Well, you could still get into the cheerleading squad, two Winters.>> said Christopher
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; The boys do not give the Cheerleader. >> Alan said.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sad life of males ...>> Christopher sighed
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Start to have the ideas a bit 'confused, guys ...> ;> Damian interjected. Alan put her arm around her shoulders and Christopher laughed. Then he turned serious
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I gossip coming from school ... it seems that this year we will have a basketball team ... for obvious reasons I'm out, but you two ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Basketball? I can give protection and use a different ball in the shape of a ball?>> Alan said, brightening
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not look at me ... Chris is already so if I remember com & rsquo , is made a school, let alone a gym or a field goal ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know who will be the captain, Dam, and I am sure that you want to enter as a team ...>> Christopher said. Then he closed the argument and walked away, leaving the room, followed by the twins, who continued to question him
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;We will not say anything else.>> Said, arrived at the door of the room \u0026lt;\u0026lt;So if you do not mind ... good night.>> said this, he entered the room and closed the door behind him. The two listened to him laugh for a while ', then retreated into their rooms, resigned.
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