Xaven washed the plate he'd ate off of. "Drake, your cleaning.. your clothes all over the place is starting to burn my nose.. so your doing laundry" Xaven said, leaving him in the kitchen before moving upstairs, back to his room, getting dressed, which he was right in the middle of doing, when he heard Ralphie say the one name he never expected to hear, not around this place. he froze before quickly pulling his shirt on, fastening his jeans as he ran down the stairs and stood in the living room, and there she was. Xaven inhaled deeply, standing stock still as he looked at her. "me.." he said.. his hair was longer, more wild looking. "Nessie" he said, wanting to try and explain, as she pushed him, or tried she'd find he didn't move easily, like pushing on a brick wall.
"Vanessa, i know there is nothing i can say that would make the five years acceptable, you.. you just gotta trust me, please" before he stared at the girl that just called him a jerk. "don't" he said. "you've no idea" breathing calmly. "i left to protect you, i.. i had something i had to deal with, something that i couldn't do around here, something that's take five years just to barely scratch the surface on and.. when we came back here, you were still in college and we helped rebuild the place, the workers didn't even ask questions, im sorry.. i wish i could say more, but.. im sorry i hurt you, that.. hurting you is and was the last thing i ever wanted to do" just standing there, seeing her, he was remembering that night, and it was breaking his heart.
Drake, having shaking off most of the water outside walked in with Ralphie and they stood there. "clean up now Drake" Xaven said. "Ralphie, run a vacuum around, and spray some spray, this place smells like three men" before Xaven moved closer. "whats going on?" he sounded worried, cause he was. "why does she need to calm down, and she has ever right not to be, but why are you telling her to calm, and who are you exactly?"
"Vanessa, i know there is nothing i can say that would make the five years acceptable, you.. you just gotta trust me, please" before he stared at the girl that just called him a jerk. "don't" he said. "you've no idea" breathing calmly. "i left to protect you, i.. i had something i had to deal with, something that i couldn't do around here, something that's take five years just to barely scratch the surface on and.. when we came back here, you were still in college and we helped rebuild the place, the workers didn't even ask questions, im sorry.. i wish i could say more, but.. im sorry i hurt you, that.. hurting you is and was the last thing i ever wanted to do" just standing there, seeing her, he was remembering that night, and it was breaking his heart.
Drake, having shaking off most of the water outside walked in with Ralphie and they stood there. "clean up now Drake" Xaven said. "Ralphie, run a vacuum around, and spray some spray, this place smells like three men" before Xaven moved closer. "whats going on?" he sounded worried, cause he was. "why does she need to calm down, and she has ever right not to be, but why are you telling her to calm, and who are you exactly?"