Done and Dusted [CLOSED]

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

"Don't worry about them, Brent. They don't matter at all." Chase knew that Brent probably didn't care about them as much as he said. Chase knew that Brent would be hurting for a while now. And there wasn't really anything Chase could do. Only time would heal the wound, if it ever even healed pemenately.

Part of Chase's mind was thinking about what was going to happen... did this mean that Brent would pick Chase automatically because Maryn didn't want him... Did Chase want that? He wanted Brent. But he wanted Brent to want him. Wow that statement even confused Chase. He supposed he'd worry about it later.

"Well. At least I got a fake smile from you. Even though I know it's fake." Chase could tell it was, and he didn't like it. But it was something at least.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

"I am your best friend, Brent. I can read you like a book." That was completely true. Chase had always been able to tell what Brent was thinking. It was just one of the things that came with being friends with someone for as long as they had. Chase was kind of grateful for that in times like these.

"I'm sure your head does hurt." Chase said. Glancing back at his desk to all the empty beers on it. He really shouldn't drink as much as he did. It kind of scared Chase. But Brent was completely different when he was drunk than his dad was. He wasn't an abusive drunk. Actually he was the opposite. He was a more affectionate drunk.

"You should probably get some sleep, Brent. It's probably the best thing for you. I can go get some dreamless sleep from Mar-." Chase stopped himself. "from the matron. I'll tell her it's for a student." Chase could have slapped himself. He shouldn't have said that. "I can stay here with you if you want. For the night that is. I'll just grade some papers or something. Just so you know someone is here with you."

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase hated it when Brent was mad or upset. It made him feel hopeless. And to know that Chase had a part in this was all the worse. He felt horrible, and he knew he couldn't do anything to make him feel better. There was nothing that would help.

"Err. Was that a yes to the dreamless sleep? Or do you just want me to stay here with you and forget about that." Chase wasn't even sure what was going on. Brent was in such a horrible mood, and was tired on top of that. Chase couldn't help but question what he was talking about.

There had to be a way to cheer him up. Chase would go get the dreamless sleep potion if he had to. But at this point, he was likely to punch Maryn if he saw her. He was pissed at her right now. Then again, he was always pissed at her. He hated her.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase was glad that Brent had decided to just go to sleep. It would probably be better in the long run. Because then Chase wouldn't have to see, and then kill Maryn right now. Something he would do sometime. She was just completely horrible. Chase always hated her.

"Okay. I'll stay." Chase said as Brent leaned against him. He didn't look like he was going to move any time soon. And Chase knew that Brent needed sleep. "C'mon, Boo-boo." Chase said before picking Brent up in the bridal way. The easiest way to carry someone and carried him to his bed. Gently putting him down. He really did need sleep.

"I'll stay here all night. I won't go anywhere. I promise." Chase smiled at Brent. "Do you want me to tuck you in?" Chase laughed, but it wasn't a real laugh because he knew Brent wouldn't think it was funny. Not right now.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase smiled as Brent was slowly drifting off to sleep. He was so adorable. Who could even think about hurting him like Maryn had. Chase couldn't even imagine hurting Brent. Because if he hurt Brent, he would hurt himself, and that wasn't something he wanted to do.

Sitting down on the floor with his back against the bed, Chase reached up on the bed and grabbed Brent's hand. Gently rubbing his thumb on it. He hoped that would keep any bad dreams away. Brent knowing the entire time he was sleeping that Chase was still right there. He would hold onto Brent's hand all night long if he had to. He didn't mind that. All he wanted was to do the best for Brent. His initial thought was going to kill Maryn. But that might make Brent mad or something. So he would stick to this.

"Goodnight, Boo-Boo." Chase whispered softly. Hoping Brent was already asleep.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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