Together By Moonlight (Chapter Two)

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Snapping the phone shut, he collapsed on the bed and buried his face in his hands. Dragging them through his hair, he let himself fall backwards, the rough sheets on the hotel bed scratching against his skin. The knock on the door made him glance up.3

"Who is it?" 4

" The Boogeyman. Let me in Brey." 5

Rolling off the bed he opened the door. "What." 6

"Well, aren't we just a little ray of sunshine. Still haven't gotten a hold of her?" 7

"No, Zach. It just goes straight to voicemail. Not that I would know 8

what to say if she did answer. Ten years is a pretty long time to be 9

gone, and to just be able to pop back up and say 'Hey hun, did you miss me?'. Things don't work like that. Especially with Teaya." 10

Zach leaned agaiinst the doorframe and gave Breydon a hard look. "Listen, it was not your fault. You need to stop blaming yourself for what happened. You could have no more have prevented it than you could have stopped the sun from shining." He gripped Brey's shoulder, "Stop beating yourself up over this. I'm sure she'll be glad your back, I mean after all, she owes you her life Brey. 11

Breydon pulled away. "I know." he pushed a hand through his hair again, pulling it back form his face. "But man, you weren't there that night. I was an ass. A complete and total ass. I wouldn't be suprised if she never wants to see me again." 12

Zach gave him a sympathetic look. "Ten years is a long time. Just remember that. I think even my sister would be hard pressed to hold a grudge for that long."13

Brey smiled, "Lets just hope your right. Never the less, I think I'm going to drop in on Teaya tonight. Is everyone packed? I believe I may have a more permanent establishment for us by dawn."14

"I'll go make sure. I think Ariana and Jon may still be sleeping." Zach turned to leave. 15

"Hey, Zach?"16

Zach stopped." Yeah Brey?"17

"Thank you." 18

Before Zach could reply, the door was shut. He smiled to himself, "Your welcome."19

Breydon leaned his head against the closed door. The air conditioning in the room kicked on behind him, sending a trail of gooseflesh across his naked chest. Taking a deep breath, he pushed himself upright and made his way to the closet that was supposed to be a bathroom. His reflection caught his eye as he walked past the mirror to the shower. He stopped, still shocked to see how much he had changed. His normally long hair was hacked off around his ears, the once golden waves now dull and lank. His gaunt frame, all wire and steel,was remisicent of a skeleton. The only thing unchanged was his eyes. So full of sorrow and wisdom, the quicksilver depths were bottomless. 20

Tearing his gaze away from the stranger in the mirror, he turned on the shower and striped, not caring that the water was scalding. 21

Letting the cleansing stream wash over him he closed his eyes, letting his mind drift to back before that fateful night ten years ago.22

" Who is he Teaya? Who?" he demanded, pinning her against the wall. 23

"I don't know who you're talking about Brey."24

"Lying bitch, I can smell him on you!" Breydon snarled in her face, making her flinch.25

"I promise, there is nobody else. You're the only one I care about!" tears were streaming down her face as she cowared down, avoiding his gaze, the stench of alcohol on his breath making her gag. He pushed himself off the wall and glared down at her, the alcohol making his eyes shine like a cat. 26

Breydon took another drink from the bottle in his hand and wiped his mouth. "Whore." he slurred. "I know you were fucking him. After all I have done for you, this is how you repay me?" he threw the bottle at the wall above Teayas' head. 27

"Breydon, please. Believe me. I love you." 28

He staggered back away from her heading for the door. " I hope he makes you happy." he sneered at her before slamming the door behind him. 29

He squeezed his eyes shut against the few tears that had leaked out and punched the shower wall shattering the tile. He hated what he did to her. That he had ever doubted her. His stupid drunkenness had stolen ten years with her away from him. 30

"I'm so sorry Teaya. Please forgive me." he whispered to himself as the stream of water washed over him. 31

Shutting off the water he grabbed a towel and started to dry off. He had gotten used to the feeling of being dirty. No matter how many showers he took, or how hard he scrubbed his skin, he felt unclean. And there was only one thing that would make that go away. 32

Slipping on a pair of jogging pants and a white t-shirt, Breydon stepped out of his room and knocked on the door across the hallway. 33

"Open!" came the shouted reply followed by a muffled curse and then laughter. 34

He pushed the door open and the scent of stale beer and male assulted his nose. Glancing around the room he marvled at how many empty beer cans and vodka bottles were laying everywhere. 35

Shaking his head, he made his way to where to two guys sat huddled infront of a tv the size of a microwave trying to blow eachother to pieces. 36

"Ha! ten-nothing my man. I think you just lost a bet." Zach said, punching the man sitting next to him on the shoulder. "and you better pay up this time Jon!" 37

Jonathan just cursed and stood up, brushing past Breydon as he strode out of the room. 38

"It's a little early for Jon to be storming out in a hissy fit, don't you think?" 39

Zach reached behind him and grabbed an open can of beer. "Ahh don't worry about him. He's just mad I'm better at this game than he is. And that he owes be fifty bucks." He downed the beer in one gulp and crushed the can. 40

"Well, that explains a lot. Is everyone ready to go?" Brey asked, leaning against the dresser. " I want to be out of here as soon as possible." 41

"Yeah." He leaned back and stretched, muscles cracking under the strain. "Well, almost yeah. Ariana is still packing. I swear I don't understand why she needs so many damn clothes. I mean, its not like she has to impress anyone or anything like that. We're fugatives for godsake! We need to avoide notice. Not attract it." 42

"For your information brother, my wardrobe helps me stay unnoticed. I can change when I need to, and I don't have to wear 43

the same ratty clothes every day. Unlike someone I know. By the way, I think that shirt is going to start walking by itself if you don't wash it soon." 44

Zach just rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, sister. And what's wrong with my shirt? Its has character, thats all." 45

The blonde in the doorway scoffed. "If by character you mean, hot sauce and pit stains." Zach glared at her and crossed his arms over his shirt, as if he were protecting it. 46

"Now children, lets play nice." said Breydon stepping between them. "Are you and Jon packed, Ariana?"47

She shot Zach another quick glare. "As a matter of fact, we are. When are we leaving?" 48

"Soon." 49