of heartbreak and epiphany [cael]

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] it had been a good week since... that happened. it was safe to say that he had been avoiding going back to 'business club' since then. he tolerated the class--no matter how distracted he became in it--and headed straight home after school. if he had to come up with an excuse, it was because his sister had come down with something and he had to take care of her. normally mom would do that, but, shh, no one needed to know that. today... today he couldn't take it anymore. he had to go back to 'business club' whether it killed him or not. clutching his messenger bag close to his chest, the boy slowly made his way down the hall. he couldn't really hear anything coming from any of the rooms, but that was probably because his heart was thumping too loudly in his chest. within a few minutes, he was at the door to the business class. it was now or never. taking in a deep breath, dion swallowed his fears. he took a step forward so he could be seen, taking in the usual empty chairs. focusing his gaze on the teacher's desk, he called out, inwardly cringing at how high his voice sounded. "cael?" ooc: bluh. finally made the thread. becauseicouldn'twaituntilafterhomework.

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael had not been himself to say the very least. After the second day of what happened between him and that..child, he had been a hard-ass on every one of his students. He gave homework, and actually checked it! He taught things durning class and made an effort. He clearly had been in a foul mood. So Cael did as he normally did, take it out on everyone that did not deserve it. He sighed as he finally sat down for the day. He waited untill the class left before he pushed the door mostly closed. Pulling out his phone as usual he played the song he couldnt help but relate the most to. Had enough by Breaking Benjamin.

He sighed as he leaned back singing along softly. His fingers dug into his pocket, pulling out the key to the drawer as he collected the alcohal, vodka and a bottle of jack. He normally only drank one. He pulled his glass out and tossing the two together he picked it up and chugged it down, refilling his now empty glass. He closed his eyes as he sighed. He felt like an idiot, and Ceal Gwynfor Guthrie was not a man you crossed. He felt lik an idiot for what he did, and it was clear he was being avoided. Well, Cael would see him cry for this one.

He finally heard the voice, That voice. He turned slightly, glaring at Dion. He was fully clothed except for the fresh bruise on his face, then again during classes he normally had the lights off or simply covered it up. Since he was off, he decided he would wash the make-up off. "Ah, come back to screw with my head more have you?"

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] a pit formed in his stomach as his nerves increased. this wasn't good. for one, mister guthrie had two different bottles out. second, there was a bruise on the man's face that hadn't been there in class today, or all of the week, for that matter. what had happened while he was caught up in trying to keep himself sane? dion couldn't help but flinch at the glare. he shrunk back, warily keeping his eyes on the teacher. this definitely was not good. he bit down on his lower lip, trying to keep himself from spewing nonsense about how he was sorry for not coming to business club, etc. it probably wouldn't have been that well thought out plan, though, due to the past week. he had never had so much homework in his life. "n-no!" his voice came out higher than he thought it would have. "why... why would i do that, sir?" he was shaking now, wasn't he? oh, he could feel it. maybe... maybe this was a bad idea. he could always come back at a later time or--no. dion, you already put yourself into this mess, and there is no backing out. pep talk aside, the boy continued to stare at his teacher, watching for any movements.

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael laughed at the boy's answers, pounding down another mix of the alcohal. He chuckled as his eyes closed, leaning back in the chair as his hands touched the bruise on the cheek. The smile on his face showed his white teeth, something that didnt happen unless he was begining to get very drunk. He shook his head as he smirked, his nails which had typically been perfectly polished, they now had been chipped and nearly bare. His hair lay straight, not in the intricate way he normally wore it.

He stood up, his body tensed as he glared at the boy, ready to attack, to spring, to do anyhting but just sit there. His stomach dropped, a deep pit forming in it as he clenched his fists, he simply sat back down, sighing as he decided it was better to wait to scream, to make a scene, untill people definatly had left.

"Pfft. You seem to be very, very good at doing that now don't ya. Why the hell are you here kid." He said as he glared, his eyes on fire and his face slightly flushed. His eyes rimmed in red as he sat up, leaning forward, his hands in his lap as he waited the answer.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] he just now realized the full extent of what that day had done. how come he hadn't noticed it during classes? the teacher never had his hair down, and seeing it today... it was very unsettling. he wasn't one of hair styles filled with hair gel, but without it cael didn't seem like... well, cael. if he could, he would go back in time and force himself to pull away that day, but he knew something inside him would keep him from doing that. he tensed as well when the man stood. was he going to assault him? it seemed like it. the glare and tensed muscles were signs of attack. dion started inching towards the door, just in case he needed to flee from the scene. but the attack never came. he watched as the teacher sat back down, relief washing over him. he allowed himself to slowly relax, though the fear still danced around in his eyes. he bit down on the inside of his cheek, a nervous habit that should really go away. he was probably going to draw blood in a few minutes, but he didn't care at this point. he didn't understand what cael was talking about. he didn't know what he was being good at doing. it was probably the alcohol talking for him. "i... i came for business club..." he stared down at the ground. "s-since i haven't been to it in a while."

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael scoffed as he shut his eyes tight and simply nodded as though he didnt even listen. He felt like hell and he quite frankly, was over all of the bullshit. "..Yeah right. Got news for ya, Business club is really just 'Let Cael be a dick and try to get laid' Club, got it. Now if you've nothing else to say, I would like to get piss drunk and mope." He said as he chuckled. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of vodka, drinking straight from it as he coughed mid-gulp.

He sighed as he sat the bottle down with a small wince. vodka wasnt his thing, but he could well handle it if he forced himself to. But Cael just wasnt himself. He was thinking of just going home at this point. Why had he even stayed, to hope and pray this boy would come and what- Tell Cael that he meant something to him? That he was sorry. No, maybe it was that in a corner of his mind, but now all he wanted to do was just get drunk. He looked at Dion, his gaze turning abit softer.

He sighed as he touched his own lip's, touching the metal before he removed the piercings, dropping them in his pocket, he didnt really want to feel like Cael, he wanted to feel like he did back when he himself was in school and acted out, defied teachers and administration. He was a handful when he went here, but it still made him smile at how long he stayed.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] he continued inching for the door, biting down even harder on his cheek. he winced at the pain, but he chose to ignore it to the best of his ability. his first priority was listening his teacher. that should always come first at school, even outside of school hours. dion paused his inching when the man spoke. that couldn't be true. for one a club wasn't supposed to be used for such a thing, though it was obvious the man didn't care about school policies, etc. he did mention something about a band, so he could only assume that as soon as they were noticed, he would drop the job. moving his gaze back up to cael, dion held back a whimper of protest. that would get him no where. with a gulp, he let out a shakey response. "but i--... f-fine, i'll l-leave you alone." tilting his head down so his bangs covered his eyes, hiding the tears that threatened to spill, the boy gave a slight bow. clenching the strap of his messenger bag, dion turned, exiting through the door. cael wanted to be alone, so he would leave him be. perhaps choir had let out. they shouldn't mind him 'borrowing' their piano for a moment. yes, that seemed like a good idea. dion turned down the hall, anticlimactically making his way towards the choir room.

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael winced as he left, feeling the pain of the words drift through him as he shook his head, he held it all in, leaning back in hs chair he simply shook his head. "..Nope.. No you are not going after him... No... God damnit..." He said to himself sighing heavily as he stood up, not bothering to put away the bottle first, he walked out of the room a few minutes later after Dion had left, he looked for him as best as he could.

The art room, the science hall, the math hall, the english wing, all of it. He panted, stopping near the choir room before he opened the door, slowly and without sound he peeked in. He couldnt beleive that this boy was actually the thing Cael was chasing after, trying so hard to find. He sighed, his mind virtually cracking under the stress and the utter desire to find the boy.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] he found peace and solitude in the choir room. like he had expected, the choir students had already abandoned the place, even the teacher. it was completely empty when he had arrived, barren and clean as if no one had ever been there. it was... a relief, in his mind, to finally be somewhere without people. all he needed was the piano and he would be set for the next hour or so. eyes searching, he quickly found the instrument of choice. striding over, he sniffed, dropping his bag by the bench. he slowly sat down, his fingers sliding over the white and black keys. they were cool to the touch, something he needed right now. the cold always helped him calm down, and in the form of a piano was much better. taking in a deep breath, he blinked away some tears that had managed to force their way out of his eyes. he shouldn't be crying over a teacher. he just... he just shouldn't. he allowed his fingers to begin their graceful dance across the keys. it started as a couple of random notes before turning into a song he had heard on youtube. he loved the sound, so learning how to play it was easy for him. after a few years, playing it by ear was easier than solving two plus two on a math quiz. he got himself so lost into the music, however, that he didn't notice the choir door opening. his eyes were closed and his head bowed, so he probably wouldn't have noticed whether he was playing or not. ooc: song if you want it

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael watched him play as he felt a tug at his heart. He shouldnt have been so cruel to the boy, it wasnt his fault, it was probably confusing to him all that had happened. He sighed as he slowly moved, standing behind Dion he quietly dropped down to his knee's, his slender arms wrapping around the Boy's wiast as he felt tears stinging his hot face. He was ashamed of how cruel he had been, disgust welled up inside him as he buried his face in the young boy's back. "..Im Sorry...So Sorry" He said as he shook his head. He felt like an idiot.

The funny thing was that he actually liked this kid. He hadnt gotten him out of his head since that kiss, he hadnt been able to stop thinking. He felt like scum, the lowest of the low for being so heartless like this, the very thing he hated. He felt like his own father. He hated feeling like this and he simply wanted to make things right. "..Im so .. so sorry Dion.. Im so fucking sorry." He whimpered as he felt his chest heave.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] he still hadn't noticed the man entering the choir room. he was too immersed in the music. not even arms wrapping around his waist brought him out of his trance. the song soon changed to something he had heard the choir students at his last school sing. it was something about a candle and... eh, he didn't know. he couldn't remember, just the tune. it was cael's words that brought him away from his world inside his mind. the music slowly began to fade. he allowed his fingers to hover over the keys before he let them descend down, resting on the arms wrapped around him. he was honestly surprised, to say the least, that the teacher actually came after him. this wasn't like some romance anime where the guy just watches as the girl leaves. crap, he just compared himself to a girl... those thoughts away, dion bowed his head. this was all too much. he just wanted to run and hide again, but something kept him there. it wasn't just cael's arms. something else... he honestly couldn't put his finger on it. he didn't understand the feeling, and he doubted he would for a while. for now, he would just accept it. "it's fine... cael." he turned his head slightly, letting a small, shy smile form on his lips. "as long as you don't do that again. please..."

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael sighed as he cried, his eyes growing bloodshot and puffy. He hated how he cried at things like this, it was nearly pointless for him to dwell and cry about things, especially a boy, but it really was a strange sight. He stood slightly, moving to sit next to the boy on the piano bench. He pulled Dion into his arms, holding him close as he felt his heart pound agaisnt his chest, the bruise on his face hurt and he felt like a horrible person. He wished he could fix everything.

"..Im such an idiot.. im sorry, I just.. You had been avoiding me... and it hurt, it hurt alot." He spoke softly as he held the boy closer, his body feeling cold, cold as though he needed warmth now. He looked down at Dion, his miscolored eyes gazing at the boy intensly as he felt a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Maybe he hadnt completly ruined everthing now. Maybe he still had a chance with him.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] oh, was that a blush? yes, that was a blush. he could feel the heat emitting from his face. it was probably a good thing he wasn't pale, otherwise the red would be shining brightly on his face. for once, he didn't make a move to inch away from the man when he came to sit next to him. he didn't even protest in the slightest when he was brought closer. no, he couldn't, whether he wanted to or not. dion felt himself leaning into the touch, biting down on the inside of his lower lip as he listened. this was all his fault, wasn't it? "no, i should be the one apologizing..." he bit down harder, wincing from the pain. he really should stop biting on his lip when he was nervous, worried, or just uncertain of what to do. "i was a coward. i... i couldn't face you after... after that." dion paused, quickly trying to find the right words. the boy looked up at cael, blinking. "i didn't know what to do." his eyes were back on the piano. his blush increased, and he was pretty sure it could finally be seen. "i didn't expect my, um... my first kiss to be taken by a teacher, and everything afterwards was just so--so confusing... i fled, thinking it would help." but it didn't. he had gotten quieter by the end of that, almost as if he was ashamed of admitting it.