alexanderclaire:
Alexander Claire raised an eyebrow at the witch, waiting for more of an explanation, and then it came. Kai’s brother. He wasn’t Luke, in addition to the different name, he knew the blonde brother vaguely, which meant the man in front of him was either an impostor ( why he would do so was lost on the Claire ) or one of the siblings he’d killed back in 94. It was odd to think about, the past, especially his own anger and resentment regarding his father’s own. None of it mattered now though, Kai was long dead, and there was no changing that, and that fact left the butterflies in his stomach turn into writhing moths. Silently he nodded along with what the Parker had to say, not sure what he could offer other than a nod. Then he mentioned that he thought he had forever, and it stung in a way that he couldn’t explain, but he knew it hurt him too. “No one could blame you.”
“I kinda do.” If only by a little bit, Joey did blame himself. He had what felt like an entire lifetime to get past his fear and doubt. All he had to do was make himself known, to say his name aloud, to put a little less effort into hiding... and the rest would’ve worked itself out. He knew that now. Instead, he was left with a family that was too busy with fresh heartbreak to even notice. Was that what he wanted? To be notice? The irony stung. “It’s really nice to meet you, Alex. I mean that.”











