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And when you wonder why it has to suck sometimes, why it hurts so bad. You have to try and remember, that sometimes it can turn on a dime. Don't cry. Finnian wasn't sure why those words echoed in his brain, planted itself in his cranium and sat there—sleeping until it was needed, and it kept his fist from pummelling into the smug face below him. Words his brother had once told him, when he'd been sobbing at his bedside. Luceryn's hair fell back from his visage, exploiting his strikingly golden orbs, and he froze along with him. He couldn't figure out why the cat-boy beneath him wasn't struggling, wasn't spitting curses like venom or attempting to strike back. It made it impossible for him to explode his frustration and anger into him, Finnian just sat on top of him with his hand poised around the scruff of his shirt. Before he had the chance to react, fragile hands reached up and grabbed his extended arm. Something flickered in Luceryn's eyes, and he braced himself. Muscles immediately quivered, tensing and releasing. His brothers' voice reached his ears and time seemed to freeze in place, his anger completely deflated until it was replaced with worry. Shoulders sagged with the wave of relief, even in the situation at hand, Vivianne's voice was like sweet, sounding bells on a particularly bad day.

Struggling to speak or respond to Vivianne's shaky, gravelly voice, Finnian began moving away from him until soft lips met his, smoothing away any comfort he might have had in hearing his brothers' voice. He curled away from him, allowing him to squirm away, uttering curses and unmentionable, lewd words that escaped his mouth. His lips. “Godamnit! Y-You kissed me!” He stammered, bringing up a hand to cover his mouth. What the hell kind of combat tactic was that? His stomach twisted in a sickly knot, swilling over until he leaned heavily against the wall. There was no point in his life where another man had so openly violated him—kissed him against his will, and with that wry grin dancing across his face. Flushing red, the tops of his ears burned crimson and he covered half his face with his open palm to ward away his unwelcome embarrassment. Grinding his teeth, he felt like his body was betraying him, he avoided looking at the damned cat altogether. Finnian caught sight of Luceryn's ears pinning against his head, feigning innocence and his lip curled distastefully in response.

And then he looked to his brother, Vivianne, who was sitting up in his bed. “He's my brother,” Finnian hissed under his breath, smoothing the front of his shirt with his hands before walking cautiously up to the sick bed. Cautiously, he brought his arms around him in a gentle hug before he pulled away, eyeing his sister quietly before sitting on the edge of the small nightstand.

Because I can't do this without you.

And then someone else stood in the doorway, someone he hadn't been expecting. Finnian's heart raced, thumping noisily against his chest, so loud that he thought others' might be able to hear it. Impossible, he thought. Jaclynn. His next door neighbour whom seemed to be be enamoured with Vivianne—and not him, definitely not him. How could he blame her? There was something about his brother that even he was mesmerized with, it was something that kept him from giving up. Kept him living. “Jaclynn,” I murmured softly, before repeating it louder.