We're Different to the Others.. (Supernatural Creature RP)

[shybot]

"Welcome home," he said gently, resting his chin on Max's head. "I think I'm gonna go sleep for a while."

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He smiled "thank you big brother" he said softly and buried his face in his chest. He nodded "ok" he said softly

[shybot]

"See you later. Feel free to mess around with the TV a little," Caleb smiled, and headed up the stairs to his room, collapsing on the bed, exhausted.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He nodded and watched his brother walk upstairs. He was worried about him but decided he should let him be alone for a little while. He started exploring his brothers house silently.

[shybot]

Caleb slept dreamlessly, turning over a little as he sighed.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
When he finished exploring, instead of messing with the tv, he went to check on his brother. He couldn't help it. He was concerned and worried about him. He didn't know how badly their father messed with his head and it bugged him. He could easily imagine what their father physically did to his brother but it was his brothers mental state that he was worried about. He decided he would do something that he used to do as a young child. He crawled onto bed with his brother and curled up in a tight ball beside him and fell instantly asleep. He didn't realize how tired he actually was until then and also felt safe.

[shybot]

Caleb felt the presence beside him in his lucid state and kept an arm around his younger brother, keeping his breathing consistent and feeling as if he was protecting Max from something.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
A faint smile appeared on his face when he felt his brothers arm around him. He snuggled up closer to him and felt safe but only for that moment. Darkness seemed to capture his mind and images of the people he feared the most appeared in front of him. He started running trying to get away from them and then the scenery changed. Now he was in the streets but the streets were empty except for the corpses of all the humans that used to live in the town. He physically tensed in the real world and was quivering. In his dream state he was struggling to stay sane with the smell of blood surrounding him.

[shybot]

That cold air again, but now he was on the street in his pajamas. He remembered this - the night that Max had 'died' his father, Mike, had tricked him into going outside without shoes, and locked the door behind him. He had developed a bad case of hypothermia that night, and he still shivered at the thought of the illness.
Caleb had been sure he was going to die. That this was his destiny ~ And some people were born just to die. He'd cried until he couldn't cry any more, and somehow fallen asleep until ice water was thrown over him, making him scream and cry out, still suffering from the hypothermia. He had even gotten a small case of frostbite in his left ear, which was why it was still a little red to that day. "P-please.. L-l-let me i-i--i-in, please.."

[OrangeLeaf]

(Hai. Did I miss much? Can I jump in somewhere?)