The Fallen RP Refugee Camp
Thursday, August 29, 2019
I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 202
Rodeo: *peeks out as he was bringing in clean sheets for the bed* Anno...Klepta oni-sama wa daijobu deska (is Klepta OK)?
Ozzy looked up, giving a little smile. "Yeah, he's fine. He just needs a little cleaning up." he said before he moved to get a wash cloth and bandages, getting to work cleaning Klepta and wrapping up his wounds.
Thrax: *took some meds n a gauze n went in front of the mirror to fix himself up* How's Eddie?
Rouge: Sa, he's pretty beat up as expected. Curled up there n totally shutting us out. He won't evn drink, n I made him something to keep his strength up frm the blood loss. Kowai so... (poor guy)
Ozzy sighed and bit his lip, shaking his head. "He's going to have to eat something, he'll waste away if he doesn't."
Klepta: I'll handle him. Just hurry up the bandages, doll.
Thrax: I'll take the wheel. We still hv a way to go to get to tht safehouse Majah told us abt *finished putting on his gauze n went to the wheel n started the engine*
Ozzy nodded and tied up the last bandage before he moved out the way to let him up. "Just be careful, okay?" he warned him, sitting back himself with a sigh.
Klepta: I will. Where was the drink u made, Rodeo?
Rodeo: *pointed at the kitchen counter*
Klepta: Thanks *takes the glass n made his way to the bedroom, then slowly sat dwn beside Edison n whispered* Eddie? Eddie, its me
Edison just curled up tighter when he heard someone else come in, pulling the blankets over his head to hide away from whoever it was. He cringed when he heard his brother's voice, fear washing over him.
Ozzy sighed and looked up, moving over to Thrax to check his cheek. "It's not too deep, is it?" he asked, not even worried about his own pained arm.
Thrax: Dont worry, it'll heal soon enough. U still havent got ur arm fixed yet? Go see the twins. Ask them to fix u
Klepta: Eddie, dont be scared... *sighed n gently patted his bk, deciding to switch to Edison's native tongue to make him feel more secure* Eddie, ich bin nicht böse auf dich. Bitte etwas trinken. Sie verlor viel Blut, müssen Sie Ihre Kraft zu tanken (Eddie, I'm not angry at you. Please drink something. You lost a lot of blood, you need to regain your strength)
Ozzy looked at his arm and how badly he had wrapped it up. "Uh, nah, it'll be fine." he said, grinning sheepishly. He didn't really want those twins going to town on him.
Edison flinched, tensing as he was touched, listening to his brother, hearing that familiar tongue that he could understand a lot better. Though, he still didn't speak.
Thrax: No, baby. Dont argue with me right now. Go *sounded authoritative, obviously a bit pissed abt wat just happened, especially wen he knew it was Big Mama's doing*
Klepta: *tries to lower the blanket so he could see him* Komm, meine Liebe. Trinken etwas. Sie brauchen es. Ich verlor unser Baby ... Ich möchte nicht verlieren Sie auch ... (Come on, my love. Drink something. U need it. I lost our baby...I dont wanna lose u too...) *trying to hold the choke in his voice*
Ozzy opened his mouth to argue back, but closed it, deciding against it as he gave and nod and turned, heading to the twin's room.
Edison held the blanket tighter over his head, shaking his head again. He didn't want to eat, drink, do anything but curl up and die. He didn't realise that it would effect him this much if he got rid of the child. He felt like he had lost a part of himself.
Klepta: Bitte ... Bitte tun Sie das nicht zu mir ... Ich bitte Sie ... (Please...Please don't do this to me...I beg you...) *couldnt hold bk his tears any longer as he set dwn the drink n hugged Edison frm behind, crying against the bk of Edison's shoulder. He couldnt do this either. He couldnt bear the guilt of not knwing n now losing something he should've love n protected with his life, n seeing Edison like this was making it worse* Ich liebe dich, mein Bruder ... aber wenn du zu sterben ... Ich habe nichts zu leben ... Nichts ... Bitte ... (I love you, my brother...but if you die too...I have nothing to live for...Nothing...Please...)
Edison curled up tighter, not speaking, he just wanted to be alone right now, he hurt, mentally, physically and emotionally. He just listened to Klepta, feeling the wetness against his shoulder.
Klepta: *sobs* Du hast nichts falsch, meine Liebe. Big Mama tat dies. Es ist alles ihre Schuld. Sie tat dies für Sie, für uns, für unser Baby. Ich mache ihr Lohn. Ich schwöre auf unser Baby das Leben, ich werde sie ficken Lohn für diese zu machen ... (U did nothing wrong, my love. Big Mama did this. It's all her fault. She did this to u, to us, to our baby. I'll make her pay. I swear on our baby's life, I'll make her fucking pay for this...) *carried on sobbing until he passed out while still hugging Edison, KO-ed frm the blood loss n fatigue*
Edison felt Klepta's hold become heavy. Biting his lip, he shifted himself, a hand moving to grab onto Klepta's arm around him, pulling it close before he allowed himself to pass out with him.
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