Joyous Welcomes {Jory/Oliver}

Joyous Welcomes {Jory/Oliver} Apr 17, 2018 11:03:00 GMT -5

Post by kap on Apr 17, 2018 11:03:00 GMT -5

oliver wren

- Share your dreams with me. -

District Eight is so peaceful early on a Sunday morning. That's the main reason that Jory and I decided that we were going to spend some time together today. There were very few people out, as most of the businesses in town hadn't opened yet or wouldn't be open at all today. Spring had finally arrived, at least in some form. It was still quite chilly on some days, but other days, the weather was quite pleasant. Today was one of the more pleasant weather days, which I was grateful for.

When I was about to make my departure from my home for the day, I put on my boots, as I knew that the ground would still be a bit muddy from the rain that had been falling from the sky during the past several days. I also dressed myself in jeans and a t-shirt with a light-weight jacket, just in case it got a little chilly while I was out and about. It was early in the morning, but my father was already up and about, so I told him where I was going. He gave me a smile and told me to stay safe, which I promised him that I would. Then, I headed out the door into the fresh, crisp, morning air.

It felt nice, the light breeze that ruffled my hair as I walked. I needed a haircut, as my hair had been allowed to grow out for a little longer than I would have liked, but I was sure Jory wouldn't mind. He wasn't the judgmental type. At least, not as far as I knew. He'd always been a very kind soul towards me. Perhaps that was why I was so fond of him; he was always so nice to me and made me feel good about myself. I really like people who have personalities like that. They'd never harm another person unless they had good reason to do so. I like to think that that's how I am, too.

As I finally arrived at the spot that Jory and I had decided that we were going to meet at, I sat down on a bench. I was in a small park that was about a mile walk from my house. I often visited here on my own, and since both of us knew our way here and it wasn't too far from where either of us lived, we determined that it would be the best place to convene. I waited for about five more minutes until I saw Jory coming over hill in the distance. I stood up from the bench and waved my arm back and forth over my head to get his attention.

"Hey, Jory! I'm over here!" I exclaimed with a smile on my face.

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Joyous Welcomes {Jory/Oliver} May 14, 2018 12:55:32 GMT -5

Post by * on May 14, 2018 12:55:32 GMT -5

Jory Brontz
13 years old

Her spirit lingers around me today. I can feel her. My eyes are closed yet it's as if I can sense her presence. She isn't here for me though. She lingers nearer to a sleeping Lotus coaxing her to sleep deeper and to walk in her dreams. Her cheeks have grown rounder with every smile she presents to me or Jacob. She often smiles big in her sleep and I know that our big sister is playing with her. Jacob's taken to her so much and makes sure that she is well taken care of just because he feels bad that he couldn't do anything to save Cecilia.

I had no choice but to watch her walk away.

Today, the temperatures lingering in the room match the outside temps. A squabble of little voices get louder in the living room and I can tell that Gage and Lotus. They are up to something and I dash to the closet, extracting jeans and a clean shirt freshly picked from the line last night before sundown. It smells of the nearby woods.

"Jacob. I'm going out. I'll be home later." My voice carries through the hallway as I poked my head out. I look for his presence but no sign of him. He's probably already left for the day to collect the plastics for extra coins or to report to the peacekeepers doors for some sort of dirty assignment that no one else wants to do other then those desperate for money. My belly aches for food, but nothing will pass through it this morning. Instead, my legs will carry the hunger away and the wind will satisfy my cravings. The other day, Oliver and I made plans to meet up for an adventure. I'm not about to leave him hanging, so after I walk through the hallway and look in on my mom in the bedroom, I knock.

"Mom. I'm heading out to meet with Oliver. I'll be home later, okay? Do you need anything?" My question lingers on the air and it grows stale with the lack of voice from her. Her eyes are glazed over, staring at a picture of my sister. My heart aches for her since she's fallen so far since her death, but I give her a grin. "Gage and Lotus are playing in the living room. You need to get up and get them some breakfast, mom. Love you." I turn from the room and as soon as the door is shut, I let the wind whisper in my ears to fly fast through ally ways and take the long way to the park. My path always leads near the cemetery. I can never go a day without passing over the hill over looking Cecilia's resting spot.

"Hey, Jory! I'm over here!" Oliver gains my attention. I slow to a jog and then a brisk walk until my chest feels like exploding. Heaving with a need for oxygen, I greet him with a sly grin. My eyes wash over him in a quick flash.

"Oliver." I pause. I catch my breath and then nod my head over in the direction away from the cemetery and the park. "Well, do you want to go with me to go get Buttons? I've not seen him in two days. Dad's been on my case lately about responsibility and he's been watching me pretty closely." I reach over to him pulling a string away from his shirt, letting it fall to the ground. "Did you get dressed in the dark... you look like you rolled around in the factory's sweater shavings."