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.Blankets.Chester squirmed and fidget in his bed, feeling quite uncomfortable as he had the need to go use the bathroom...in the middle of the night. He usually hated the darkness but his round green eyes already got used to the shades of grey and black, as if he was colorblind.
He gotten up, careful not to trip on the two bodies on the floor that were dozed off. He managed to take his covers, nearly stepping on Jackson's chest and almost stumbled onto of Aubrey. He tightened the sheets around him and tried to find his way.
"Fuck!" he jammed his toe against the wall, probably screamed and whimpered like a 'manly' girl.
.His Selfish Greed.As soon as she closes her eyes behind her lids she could see the heart wrenched boy with his strong arms embracing her, nose buried into her hair but his green auburn eyes glaring at something behind her; her temple rested against his chest which held a fleeting heart the time unknowable when it will stop.
Her mind had pondered what he was looking at. A mirror of themselves, guilty that he is with her?
"Hold me here, I hate my life, hold onto me. If you ever decide to leave me for anything better then I'll go...I'll go." He says it all in a small breath, his throat constricting and his eyes wringing out tears.
She whispers his name over and over again, "Gunner, Gunner, Gunner. Stay, stay..." She whispers but he only gives a ghost of a smile, those green eyes frowning.
Name| Chrysander Steele
Species| Human (Demi-god)
Birth-date| 8 - 13
Time of birth| Unknown
Education| Boarding school
Weight| 159 (not fat just tall)
Eye Color| Green
-Scars| One of his thumb from nearly cutting his finger off...
-Clothing style| Hoodies, sweaters, sweatshirts and jeans, whatever is comfortable
Currently lives| CHB
Living Arrangements| Poseidon Cabin
Hobbies| Fooling around, not doing much
Talents/Skills| That is hidden
Strengths| Can have leadership under all that troublemaker smirk
Weaknesses| Will give up on anything for something seemingly better; easily manipulated
Love interest| Any girl out of his league, or out of IQ range...
Sexual Orientation| Heterosexual
Dominant Hand| Left
.Forgotten.His strong back faces her, his chest heaving; rising then falling with every broken breath. "Adrian." He whispers, giving no sign of pain as she cleaned the wound of his temple he had given himself.
"Yes?" she sighed, stopping her task.
Gunner turned around, his green auburn iris' leaked its colors. "Have you forgotten about the person you had loved that I have killed?" he whispers, "Darrel?"
Ghostly silence responded to his question.
"I don't want to be forgotten, Adrian. If I die I don't want to be forgotten, even if I didn't do right things in life and it sounds selfish enough I don't want to be forgotten by you...because I'm afraid it'll hurt too much." Spaces between a few choppy words were deep breathes of corrupted breathing and erratic sobs. "I'm afraid of being hurt, I'm afraid of pain."
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