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♠ solitaire ♠ |tom/mattio| blitz Sept 16, 2017 14:26:51 GMT -5

Post by MATTIO on Sept 16, 2017 14:26:51 GMT -5

gabriel alexander-laws.

Gabriel hadn’t felt what it was like to have a home in too long. From the time when he understood why he was created to now, it’s been as if he was one small twig of hay in a field towered and stacked with hay bales. It scared him just to think of how his parents didn’t want him, and that he was just a mistake that they couldn’t hide away. He did not call his parents part of his home because they did not welcome him. Instead he felt forgotten. He felt unloved. He felt like nobody he ever knew was proud to know him.

That’s why Gabriel ran from home in hopes to start something new that could make him happy. The Laws Family inviting him into their own home with open arms was good, but it didn’t suffice what he longed for. He still felt out of place, especially with the loss of Mitchell, they’re natural-born son.

Gabriel didn’t crave attention, he wasn’t the type to slam doors and stomp around when people didn’t notice. He just wanted respect, he just wanted the tender care that was missed out on in his childhood.

He wanted a family. Gabriel wanted to feel like he had a home.

He ate his eggs scrambled, sitting at the dining table of the Laws’ home.

He truly wanted this to be his family. Not just a substitute for surrogate.

Was that too much to ask?

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♠ solitaire ♠ |tom/mattio| blitz Sept 16, 2017 15:14:16 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Sept 16, 2017 15:14:16 GMT -5

Carter Laws

Everything was different since Mitchell's death. He felt like he was collapsing in on himself. There's an ache that never truly goes away when he remembers all of the memories of Mitchell. The day that he left was the worst day in his life. Even Mitchell's death felt not as horrible as that day. They knew he was going to die. They all could see it, but he held onto hope for way too long. That's why his family held onto hope. They brought in misfits and kids who needed love. He treated them like family because they were. They were his family and he made sure to try and make them feel like it. That's why he was getting told by his father to check in with Gabriel, who was the same age as himself.

That's why he approached his adopted brother with a smile that wasn't forced, but felt a little fake. Everything felt fake to him now that Mitchell was in a grave where his brother managed to drag him to every day since the 74th ended. Wishes and lost items being left with his brother in a grave, he can't help but want to wallow in the sorrows, but he doesn't. He's put his cards away for good. Focusing on better things like how to survive in a world without Mitchell. It wasn't easy, but it was getting closer to peace. That's when he smiles to Gabriel and speaks words from the heart.

"Hey! Wanna do something? I'm kind of bored."

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♠ solitaire ♠ |tom/mattio| blitz Sept 16, 2017 16:11:14 GMT -5

Post by MATTIO on Sept 16, 2017 16:11:14 GMT -5

gabriel alexander-laws.

Gabriel continued to chew on his eggs until the door opened. Out came Carter Laws, walking in with a smile on his face. It was a gentle one, not too awkward but not too intimidating. A comforting kind of smile, you could say. Gabe smiled back, resting his fork on the edge of his plate.

”So, you wanna do something? I'm kinda bored.”

He said, walking into the room. Gabe knew that out of everyone in the Laws family, whether they were here for days or weeks or months or years, Carter took Mitchell’s death hardest. Of them all, he seemed greatly affected, as if a piece of his internal puzzle was missing and without the final piece, he couldn't be happy.

Gabriel thought as he chewed of something fun that they could do, two ‘brothers.’ That's what Mr. Laws liked to say, brothers and sisters were we. Gabe wouldn't go far enough to call themselves that, maybe close friends at most. But he had no brothers or sisters, just people who cared or were pretty good at pretending,

”How bout you show me one of your card things,” he said after swallowing, hoping that he was still into those kinds of things.

Gabe didn't know too much about anyone, and with opinions constantly changing, it was hard to keep up.