Thread: Deceptive Guise (Ookami & Sumi)

It wasnt until Trent was safely locked away in his room that he realized how hed probably stuffed up at the first chance hed gotten. Blood had rushed to his head when hed heard her the first words she had for him, and hed clearly overreacted to a simply demanrequest, which while he still felt inappropriate, wasnt as bad as he made it out to be. As the adrenaline began to calm itself down, Trent scowled, this time more at himself than Chloe. Apologizing for leaving her behind was completely out of the question seeing as how hed have to explain himself, but he hadnt intended to be as rude as he had been with her. Unfortunately, going out now and apologizing with him would only make him look like an idiot, and while he admitted some wrong doing on his own behalf, he still wasnt happy with the way Chloe had reacted either, and if there was one thing hed learned from his fans, it was to never let a teenage girl think they had the upper hand. Going out and talking to her now was probably the right thing to do as a brother, but Trent was certain that admitting any wrong on his side would make an obnoxious little girl like Chloe think she owned the place. And the last thing he needed was to have an unpleasant creature polluting his sanctuary. Having nothing to do in his own room, but now willing to open the door up and face Chloe so soon after the immediately negative altercation, Trent slumped against the door. Burying his head in his hands and pulling his knees close to his chest, this wasnt how he imagined Chloe to be at all, and the thought that shed literally changed so much in four years was both a source of relief and grief. Her words in particular had pierced through him like a sharp blade, his brows furrowing and his lips frowning to hide the raw emotion that threatened to burst out of him. Hed already braced himself for this. Figuring that Chloe would have all sort of names for him, being traitor was something hed fully expected. And yet it still hurt like hell. Though the pain of being called a traitor was nothing compared to the words that followed. His hand swinging backwards and violently thumping the door in response to her saying she didnt want to be born his sister. Quite frankly, the sentiment was mutual, but the burning feeling that spread from the side of his palm calmed him down enough to keep quiet. Silently praising himself for not yelling back at her. Hed always known she wouldnt be the same person he left behind, but the realization that Chloe wouldnt ever be following him around and being the cute little clingy angel shed been was nothing short of emotionally overwhelming. But despite his loss, Trent was convinced hed done the right thing by leaving, hed outgrown being Chloes brother, and Chloe herself would never be able to get a proper boyfriend and lead a happy life if she was always hanging around in Trents shadow. The silence of the apartment was nearly deafening as Trent sat still, the only thing he could hear was the sound of Chloe moving around only a few feet away from him. And yet he couldnt go out and face her, simply because hed exploded in her face the moment shed gotten here. Perhaps he should have slammed the door in her face and waited until shed learned some manners? Or maybe he should have simply stood firm and refused to let her in? Or maybe.. The possibilities had been endless, but out of all the options he could have taken, hed chosen the worst possible one. Or at least it seemed that way now. The only thing he could look positively on right now was that Chloe was in her new room instead of on the streets. Trent didnt want her in his apartment, but the idea of Chloe literally living and sleeping out on the streets had easily overpowered him when his father had first informed him Chloe would live with him, and that feeling hadnt changed, and most likely never would. Minutes turned into hours, and the rustle and bustle coming from the other room had long died down. And yet Trent still sat in front of his door, curled up and listening the complete silence that crept through the air. Even after the unwelcoming reunion hed given her, Chloe had continued to plague his mind, a slightly nervous feeling building up inside him as he started to question if Chloe was actually in her room, or if shed gone out. It was starting to get pretty late, and like it or not, his parents had trusted him to look after her. One the possibility that Chloe wasnt here anymore struck him, he couldnt shake the prickly feeling off. Pride and Concern waging war inside his mind for a good long while before they reconciled and agreed that Trent should at least leave his room. It didnt make sense for him to be hiding away in his own house, if he left, he could check to see if Chloe was okay, and at the same time his pride could be kept intact if he pretended to be grabbing a drink or going to the bathroom. Steeling himself for another possible confrontation, Trent took a deep breath. He sluggishly picked himself up, hesitantly unlocking the door for the second time that day, before cautiously opening the door. Taking one step out of his dark room, only realizing now that he probably should have turned the lights on hours ago.