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Post by Ken Fernando Cavanagh on Jun 23, 2010 15:20:19 GMT -5
Ken smiled back and wanted to tell her how much he liked having her around but she surprised him, the girl gave him a short kiss, Ken was surprised, he would never have thought Kesiah was the girl for kissing like this. He looked down at her his face warm and the feeling he had was good, his face was bright, ''Kesiah, thank you, no one has every liked me before..''. The shifter grabbed her shoulders and turned her giving her a giant hug her warmth warming his heart. ''You are beautiful'', he whispered.
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Post by Kesiah Sarai Wolf on Jun 23, 2010 17:54:03 GMT -5
I squeezed him back, and said, "I find that very hard to believe," How could no one like Ken? It seemed to be an impossible fact to me. He was everything anyone could want and more. Anyone who didn't like him was insane. I was happy he was here with me, at least. "Thank you," I said, but I ment thank you for so much more than the compliment.
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Post by Ken Fernando Cavanagh on Jun 23, 2010 18:12:18 GMT -5
The tiger-boy laughed he could not believe Kesiah had such a big heart that she wont even take a compliment. He looked out the small window letting go of Kesiah lightly he put a hand on her thigh. The sky was becoming pink-orange the beginning of the evening, the sky looked beautiful not a cloud in the sky. He sighed, not loud enough for her to hear, he knew soon she would leave, and he did not know when he would see her next, he turned and looked back at her. ''When will you go back'', but as soon as the word back cam out of his mouth, a face of a woman came to his mind, MOM, Ken looked blank, he looked lost.
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Post by Kesiah Sarai Wolf on Jun 23, 2010 19:07:04 GMT -5
I sighed, following his gaze out the window, I didn't have to leave while it was still light out but it would be safer. So it came to an almost-safe trip home or more time with Ken. I chose sty with Ken, for now... he seemed so lonely. "I don't have to go anytime soon.. Ken? What's wrong?" I asked when I saw he spaced out, in a scary way. I reached over and carefully shook his shoulder, concern outlining my features.
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Post by Ken Fernando Cavanagh on Jun 23, 2010 19:14:34 GMT -5
A face she was beautiful and human, her hair was long and wavy, black for the most part, her eyes where black and deep love in her eyes.. for her son. Her cheeks where the prominent feature to her face, her lips where thin but beautiful, her skin was dark, olive toned.
Ken felt some one shaking his shoulder but all he could see was the face, his mom, Ken looked around blinking. He noticed Kesiah her face worried, Ken was confused, What was THAT!. He breathed in hard and deep his face pale. The shifter started to tear up, I have a mom.. i have a MOM!, i remembered, the memories are slowly coming back, and im not sure i want them to''. He started to cry but no tears ran down his face, Ken was in shock.
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Post by Kesiah Sarai Wolf on Jun 23, 2010 22:18:03 GMT -5
I sat shocked for a moment, then smiled at Ken. "That's great Ken! Can you remember anything else? Like where you used to live? You could find your parents again!" Sure, I sounded happy, but inside I wondered if he would look for them, and if they where like my parents... Or if he did find them, and they took him back.... I would never see him again. At that thought I was so sad I could have cried, but I tried to keep myself looking happy and cheerful, for his sake.. I shouldn't hurt his happiness because of my selfishness.
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Post by Ken Fernando Cavanagh on Jun 23, 2010 22:27:09 GMT -5
He started to shake, just the though of looking for his parents was not what Ken wanted '' No, oh please no...'', he was shaking hard the mattress moving with his body, Ken can not, and would not look for his parents, '' They are dead, my father was cruel''. A mans face came to Ken he was tall and had huge muscles, he use to molest Ken's sister every day and hit his mother, Ken tried to defend them but it did not help, it made it worst..He started to feel light headed every thing coming at once, '' my father deserved to die for what he did to my sister''.
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Post by Kesiah Sarai Wolf on Jun 23, 2010 22:44:40 GMT -5
I was starting to get scared, Ken's emotions where running high I could tell, both by looking at him and smelling it. I knew I should step back, when a shifter's emotions ran this high they usually shift, but I wasn't about to leave Ken alone with his horrible memories... it seemed that his father at least was like mine, and that brought up some bad memories. "Ken, calm down... listen to me, you need to calm down, or you'll bring this cabin down on us and someone'll get hurt. Listen to me, and calm down.." I said, trying to sooth him despite the door he opened between me and my own painful memories. The memories of my family's death and the torture I went through was painful, but I was sure Ken was feeling the same, and it was worse the first time. So despite the tears that where welling up behind my own eyes, I reached out and grabbed his hand, hoping to help release his pain. "Ken..."
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Post by Ken Fernando Cavanagh on Jun 23, 2010 22:50:40 GMT -5
Ken listened, he sighed and started to breath in deep, slowly in and out, he grabbed her hand noticing how sad he had made her too, '' Im sorry... im sorry'', he kept saying those words not just for Kesiah but for his mom and sister too, he laid his head ton her lap his eyes closed, Ken had broken down and this was the begining, his memories would come and they would get worst. He leaned closer and dug his face on her stomach rapping his arms around her back holding him self her to her '' Don't cry''. The shifter was in better control he would not explode tonight but that he was falling asleep he was. Ken was exasted and emotions high, that was not the best for him.
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Post by Kesiah Sarai Wolf on Jun 23, 2010 22:59:06 GMT -5
I rubbed his head gently, and whiped away a tear from my eye with the other hand, one that dared escape. "I'm not going to cry... It's not your fault, Ken, everything will be alright, It will all be fine," I kept comforting not only him but myself also. He had brought up some pretty nasty memories I had locked away, and they where running amuk im my head now... how my father beat me... how my mother abandoned me, how my pack, my family, was hunted down and killed in front of my eyes... I had felt hopeless back then, but not now. I had Ken now, and the world no longer felt so bleak. "good night, Ken.... Sweet dreams,"
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