be jealous, bitch

Charles Hampton. Soon to be father, best friend of William. Better than you.

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I don’t know, that’s why I asked! Because he was travelling, I don’t know. I never really pried into Will’s life. When he was around he did things that mattered and was there when it counted, so that was always good enough for me. 

But seriously? Werewolves? This isn’t some supernatural novel. This is real life where things like that don’t exist!

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And this is real life where we're fucking getting blown up. Why else would this be happening? We live in fucking Florence. FLORENCE. It's not even on the radar. What other explanation can you come up with, huh? Listen, Amber, I didn't believe Will either. Not at first. But you know him - would he ever lie? And... he obviously didn't tell anybody about this, but he trusted me enough to tell me something that he probably never wanted anyone to find out about. He trusted me Amber, and I'm asking you to do the same with me.

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What the fuck? Werewolves? Do you think this is all some joke, Charles? I think I would have noticed if my brother was a werewolf.

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Why was he gone all those winters, huh? Why the fuck would I lie to you about that? Why would I lie about the man I was in love with??

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Specific — what? You’re not make any sense, just spit it out. 

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Will was a werewolf. That's why he died. That's why all of this is happening, they're trying to kill the werewolves.

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Tell someone what, Charles?

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The people who are doing this are... trying to... kill a... specific kind of, um, person.

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I know — I know they’re bad Charlie. But why are they doing this? Why are they killing so many people. What did we do? I don’t understand. I feel like I’m missing something.

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'Cause they, they...

God, Amber, I don't know how to tell you. How do you tell someone this..?

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Charlie? Oh god, you’re okay. B-but this feels like a nightmare Charlie. This — this shouldn’t be happening here. What is even happening? Why are people doing this?

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Yeah, I'm o-okay. I... shit.

Amber, there are bad bad people out there, but I promise I won't let them hurt you. They aren't going to take you too, they can't.

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This isn’t home. Home isn’t supposed to be full of murders and bombs and death. Someone tell me this is all just one horrible nightmare? Please?

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Amber.

It's not. It's not.

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i feel like i'm on fire

"Charlie, why?" His mother questioned him with worried eyes but she got up regardless.

"Because, Mom," with a sigh he brought Leslie closer to him, pressing her as close as possible to his chest, "We're not staying here long enough to get killed."

It wasn't long before they had pulled together their essentials - Charles was shaking the entire time - but when they had packed some things into one of the smaller cars they had and Leslie was secured in the back seat, Charles and his mother hopped into the car and Charles pulled out of the garage with a speed that could have been lethal.

The scene as they drove through Florence was wicked - burning buildings, glass was everywhere... splattered with blood. 

He briefly paused at Xavier's house, but when the lights were off and there were no signs of his best friend, he was forced to move on.

For a moment - for one small, fleeting moment, Charles thought that everything was going to be okay... until he and his family were face to face with the exits of Florence, boarded up, on fire, anything to keep people from getting out. There were others at the scene, holding each other and shouting in anger, fear, whatever they were feeling. Charles opened up the door to get out and stared at the scene in front of him. Looking over at his mom, he reached for her hand and held it.

With her eyes on Leslie and his on the burning barricades, he felt his heart freeze and break.

This was the apocalypse. 

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Don’t be ridiculous! God would love to talk to you. Seriously! You’re His son, why wouldn’t He want to talk to you? 

I didn’t know William, but if he’s as great as you say… Then I’m sure he’s with God right now. He might just be smiling down at you right now! So don’t be sad! Raise your head high and make William proud. If you don’t want to pray, that’s fine. But don’t ever think God doesn’t care about you.

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Because I'm not a good person. I've done so many horrible things, I can't see someone like Him forgive me. The only good thing I've done so far is be a good... Dad to Leslie.

I.. I'd like to think that he is. Looking down on me. It'd make me feel a whole lot better if I knew he was for sure. He's been my best friend since we were kids, I just... can't adjust to... him not being around anymore. It's torture. That kind of reminds me of Will - he wrote me a letter before he um, d-died, and he told me to be happy. He wanted me to be happy, so I guess I should try that sometime, huh? 

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[piercedlittlearia]

Fuck. I- Fuck. I- I hope you’re alright… or at least getting better.

Wow. Thanks. Same here, actually… Even with a Dad whose company owns half the town, y’never know what can go wrong, right? Heh… My apartment’s always open. I’m out a lot of the time, but having a roommate could be fun. It’s understandable why you’d kick my ass if I did. I’d claw out the eyes of anyone who wasn’t close to my brother and touched his grave or something… 

[hamptonfordays]

I'm somewhere around not o-fucking-kay and getting better. I don't know yet.

I guess I should say it's mine, because the deeds are finally going to be put in my name soon. Paperwork has just taken way too long, heh. I think my Dad would be proud to know that I'm getting my shit together. Oh, I'm sorry about.. your brother. 

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[p] Hey Xav, can I talk to you for a sec?

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….

You and Will…were sort of together together without being together together? Uh, wow sorry I wasn’t expecting this to be what you wanted to talk about. Uh, how long was that going on? Don’t say for years because I’ll feel like a dumbass for not noticing. 

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Well, uh, I wanna say it was years on /my/ part. Not so much on Will's. Just a few weeks on Will's part, heh. I just, I never really... thought he'd want to be with someone like me. Like I was, I guess. I was a fucking idiot back then. I like to think I'm a iittle more mature now, heh.

But I really loved him, Xav.

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Heh, Thanks for blaming it on the bus seat… He must be a good friend, then.

Whoa, I- Your dad… That’s impressive. However, I am not homeless haha. I’m good but… Thank you for the offer. Honestly appreciated.

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Y-yeah. He, uh, really was. Really. The perfect friend to be honest.

Oh, yeah, no problem. Well, uh, I'm here if you do end up homeless. Just don't go sleeping on the bench at Will's monument, then I'd have to kick your ass, no offense.

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Wha- Me- How- Who’s Will? 

Hah, where will you even get the clothes, love? Wait- I- I’m sorry? 

[hamptonfordays]

Huh, you don't smell completely wasted. Maybe it's the bus seat. This is the part bus after all, you see that seat over there? That's where I passed out a lot. It's whatever now though, don't even miss the parties. Uh, my friend... and my Dad's company owns half the town, I'm pretty sure I could get some clothes.

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...

[piercedlittlearia]

Hmh? Wha- 

Who’s drunk? 

[hamptonfordays]

It's okay, I know being drunk in public can get shameful. I'll be your Will for the day - do you need asprin? Coffee? Clothes? You smell kinda funny.

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...

[hamptonfordays]

Ah, yes. I remember this position well - passing out on bus seats before Will came and got me. Wouldn't suspect you as one of the pass out drunk types though.

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[p] Hey Xav, can I talk to you for a sec?

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Yeah, what’s up?

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I dunno if you ever guessed or anything, but you're one of my best friends and, well, I bet Will would be really pissed if he knew I never told you this, but, uh... we were kind of... together? Not together together, but as together as two people could be without actually being together.

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[p] Hey Xav, can I talk to you for a sec?