Thread: RP: Revolve [ Horror_Show & last_true_romantic ]

Chase noticed how quiet Charlotte got at his suggestion. He responded with a reassuring smile and reached out to her, ruffling the hair on top of her head and chuckling. No pressure, you don't have to play for me. I know how shy my little sister is. Chase assured her, stroking her cheek quickly before taking his hand back. He had no idea that his sister was not only talented in singing and playing guitar but that she was also a talented songwriter, video editor, and posted some of her stuff on YouTube. Given his long hours at work lately, to help save up for the wedding and the house, Chase really hadn't had much free time to explore the internet. His social media usage had dwindled significantly after the engagement and he seemed to all but disappear from a look at his profile. Now that he had at least another week or two of freedom, taking advantage of his current situation and using some unused vacation days to recover from his loss, he would have more time to check in on things, and maybe, even find his sister's channel. Once the door was finally shut, Chase threw himself on the bed and landed with a loud thud as his body sank into the small twin mattress. He sighed deeply and ran his hands down his face in exasperation before pulling the buzzing phone from his pocket. Nine missed texts, and all from Kate. No surprise there. With another long and deep sigh, Chase opened up the conversation. Each message he read made him fall deeper into a depression and yet fuel his rage at the same time. From Kate To Chase Message 1 Hey, don't forget the house either! From Kate To Chase Message 2 It was my dream house, so if you can't get the deposit back, I'll take it. - From Kate To Chase Message 3 Afterall, you can live your parents for a while until you get back on your feet. From Kate To Chase Message 4 But seriously, I want it. From Kate To Chase Message 5 Heyyy Babee! -D - From Kate To Chase Message 6 I'm halving SOOOOO much FUN!! From Kate To Chase Message 7 Loooooky who i found ! Want 2 join??? - - From Kate To Chase Message 8 Video Message From Kate To Chase Message 9 Fine. B tht wy. PUSSY! - It was the last four messages that really got to him. That short video of her kissing the handsome blond. He knew they were drunk texts, her spelling and capitulation were off and she knew better than to share that stuff with her. They had probably been meant for someone else, but she hadn't checked who she was sending them to. Goddamnit, Kate. Fuck you! Chase said, a little louder than he intended to as he tossed his phone to the foot of the bed. Watching the video, even though it was only a few seconds long, made his chest tight, his throat felt like it was closing up, and his eyes began to burn. The way she looked straight into the camera as she practically tackled the man in her arms in a kiss, it felt like she was trying to goad the person it was sent to. It had already been a hard enough day, waking up to Kate badgering him about when he was going to leave, the constant text messages from her while he was packing up all his stuff, driving for serval hours back to his childhood home, then the look of pity from his mother, and the questions he could see all across her face that he couldn't answer. It was all too much for him and he had hit his breaking point for the day. He choked out a sob as the tears began to fall down his cheeks, one hand clenching his chest as he began to breathe heavily, trying to keep his crying quiet so as not to disturb his sister, but failing utterly. He sat up on the side of the bed, his legs hanging over the sides as he rested his elbows on his knees and rested his tearstained face in his hands. He began to bawl and breathed sharply between each groan of despair, trying to muffle the sounds with his hands' a bit it didn't help very much. In the back of his mind, Chase hoped desperately that Charlotte had her headphones on and was gaming or watching something because he wasn't sure if he wanted her to see him like this. He couldn't remember the last time he had cried so hard, he wasn't even sure if he ever did. Meanwhile, his phone buzzed a few more times, but Chase wasn't even glancing over at it. He knew it was Kate again, and it made his stomach turn as he imagined what she could be saying or sending down. Fuck you Kate....fuck you.... He whimpered into his hands, his shoulders shaking from how hard he was crying. He was so absorbed in his own despondency that Chase wouldn't have noticed or heard his door if it opened or if anyone came into his room.