chapter 27

Chapter 27

Ronin raised himself to the door hitting it repetitively with his fist, breathing into the wood as it slowly grew wet, smoking off with the heat of his breath he managed to keep.

Holding the doorway as he watched it open, his words preparing themselves as Percys eyes widened from under his glasses. His face flushing in the cold, and his eyebrows high as ronin pushed past him entering the house with a fumble and snuffle of his nose that had built with a fridged run.

Percy had begun to speak cut off as ronin took his hand across his lip, "Percy i fucked up I really fucked up" his voice hit a tone louder than the house had heard all week, it didn't belong, it sank into the flowered wall paper and echoed up the dark wooden stairs following the curved rail that blent to them.

"I hurt her Percy, I made her hurt, I didn't want to do that, I did a ba-" ronin's mouth grew dry as it held his throat in a dry scratch. Percys sound had tooken over as he raised with questions, preforming them in a manner that would build up ronin's response as he led him through the house quietly, entering the basement as their sound would be contained further than ronin's walls he couldn't rely on.

In the same way it would trap the noise, trap the sound to circle around until they could speak on it, address it before poped on the ceiling.

"Calm down Ronin, tell me what happened?" Percy asked filling the narrow stairway with a concern to which Ronin contrasted to quickly, "don't tell me to call down Percy, I'm calm, I'm fine Percy, im fucking fine..." Ronin tried to finish as he melted into the walls that ran the decline, sitting on the wooden steps overlooking the unfinished basement, the laundry that hung neatly on a rack and an small entertainment setup laying cozy even in the unfinished.

"I made her go back there, back to where she was last year. I made her remember that" his fingers tucked themselves in his mouth, the nails digging underneath his teeth, as he said so.

"If she never remembered things like that she wouldn't know why she needs to address them, she wouldn't know why it affected her. She wouldn't know how to recover. Percy stated slowly in a soft voice to support his "do you know that Ronin"

His eyes widened at the words drying in the air of the basement, his shoulders growing high in a tense they brought on. Percy sinking to his levle hesitantly wrapping around Ronins body that had frozen stiff in his fear, loud in his thoughts and bitter in his tone.

"Your not very manly right now" Percy teased gently anticipating Ronins muffled response from behind his hands that held his head.

"Shut up Percy, I thought you were gay the like the first month I knew you" he restorted as he held his head back up with a low grin, watching as Percy looked back at him copying his smile, that mixed with an embarrassment.

"I kinda had the feeling" Percy admitted as he turned to Ronin.

"I mean you fucking layed out your outfit for each day" Ronin chuckled straightening on the wall as Percy did the same.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I've been a dick to you for so long.

I never really had a friend that didn't drink, or smoke, or fuck a different girl each night" his grin fadded with the bitter tone, he glanced at Percy who held his words.

"I didn't understand, I didn't want to. I'm sorry Percy" he said circling his tongue around his mouth a he waited for a reply.

"I forgive you Ronin, I never had a friend who didn't care what other people thought, who wasn't contained by every rule, you were different, you never seemed to care about those things.

You know that was the first time I saw wren check her hair in the mirror.

"It was the first time I saw wren try to show up for anyone. For whatever reason she wanted to be like you Ronin, you were the person she looked up to"

He held his hand under his chin as it vibrated with his smooth words each one hit Ronin like a wave, splashing into a part of him he left dry, a part of his home he hadn't filled.

"Your my friend Ronin, I'm not gonna leave" Percy reassured as he put an arm around Ronin who'd brought his hands back to his wet face sniffling as he nodded, breathing through his open mouth with a quivering hitch.