Thread: RP: Revolve [ Horror_Show & last_true_romantic ]

Chase hadn't heard her calling his name, so when he looked up and saw her, their eyes meeting, he jumped. Before he could say a word, Charlotte had wrapped her arms around him, and Chae stiffened for a moment, surprised by the embrace. He let out a few even louder sobs before finally calming down. Chase wrapped his muscular arms around her, holding her close to his chest where it was still rising and falling quickly and his heart was racing like he had just run a marathon. His body began to shake again as Chase tried to take deep breaths and calm himself, the comfort of his sister so close to him helped to take his mind of Kate, but it also excited somewhat, making his heart beat faster still. He felt safe with her small frame against his own, but something else as well, something familiar but he couldn't identify it. Charlotte's nuzzle into his neck made him shiver as Chase felt a jolt of electricity travel up his spine, but it was the sweet kiss to his forehead that made him breathless and made Chase's heart skip several beats. Memories flooded back of when Chase would comfort Charlotte after a tough day at school, how he would just hold her and assure her that he was there. That he would always be there and everything would be okay. His chest tightened again as his guilt-wracked heart resumed beating in his chest. He had abandoned Charlotte and yet she was still here, comforting him in his time of need. Chase wondered if she would forgive him and how he could make it up to her. O-okay... Chase choked out breathlessly and nodded, closing his eyes and concentrating on the sound of her breathing. He began to copy her, his breaths shakey and stilted at first, but soon he was breathing more calmly and his body relaxed. It was a trick that he had taught Charlotte and used with her in the past, but now she was using it on him. Though his arms around her loosened a bit, they didn't budge until he heard his phone buzz again. Chase wanted to ignore it, but it was hard. His arms fell to his sides and he opened his eyes when Charlotte pulled away to look at the phone. He didn't protest, Chase was tired of hiding the truth and protecting Kate, she didn't deserve it, and he didn't care anymore about the promises he made her. She had broken all of hers, over and over, and never apologized once. Chase did cringe a little when he saw Charlotte's expression changed from concerned to pissed. She had read the messages no doubt and saw the video. Now the truth was out and Charlotte knew some of the truth about why the split had happened, or she could at least surmise from the messages what the cause might have been. Chase didn't say a word in response to Charlotte's own, just nodded and gave her a gaze full of thanks. He didn't try to stop Charlotte from replying to the message either or turning off his phone, he was just so tired after that hard cry he didn't care. Once Charlotte had put the phone down, Chase gave her a sad smile. Thank you, sis.... He whispered quietly and wrapped his arms around her in a gentle hug. His breathing was back to normal, but his heart was still racing like mad. I really should be the one taking care of you, I'm sorry I disappeared, and I'm sorry about all this. He whispered in her ear this time, wanting, no, needing to feel close to maybe the only other person who knew the truth about his former fiance. He gave Charlotte another squeeze before letting her go again so he could wipe his eyes with the back of his hand and dry his nose with a tissue from his knight stand. Chases shoulders were slumped and he looked at the floor as he continued to speak to Charlotte, his voice low and soft as he tried to keep calm while talking. He didn't have the heart to look at Charlotte when he felt so weak and helpless, he was supposed to be the strong big brother. I guess now you have an idea about why Kate dumped me. She umm... Chase searched for the words and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. I think she just wanted me around because I was easy prey. I gave her what she wanted when she wanted most of the time. Trusted her. Never questioned her. Chase shrugged and took a deep breath. But she decided that she was not the monogamous type and there were some things I couldn't give her that others could. I tried to understand, I tried to be what she wanted, I did, but, it wasn't enough. I wasn't enough. Tears began to stream down his face, but they were quiet ones. Chase wiped his eyes again and then balled his hands into fists on his lap. ...Fuck...I'm sorry Charlotte... He muttered. Right now Chase's mind was swirling with vastly different emotions. Fury towards Kate, anger at himself, sadness at the whole situation, and a spark of guilt and something else for Charlotte. An emotion that was vaguely familiar, but had not felt in a long time, bubbled up inside Chase as his sister showed her protective and nurturing side to him in his time of need. A feeling that made his beat quickly, his chest feel tight in a good way, and warm all over, like being wrapped in a big fuzzy blanket. That feeling was keeping him from bursting into tears again and falling back into a pit of depression.