an internal switch is flipped and there is a brief minute of calm before the storm. she smiles at the son she’d so generously taken into her home, hand cradling his face for a brief moment before turning away. and in an instant, she’s snapped one of the legs off the coffee table and shoved the jagged point into his chest.  you know what? i think we’re done here, ky. why don’t you crawl back to your daddy? see if he can tolerate the headache that is your existence for longer than a day or two. ’ 

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and there it was; the reaction he wasn’t intending to obtain, but he got it anyways. suffice to say, he was a bit shocked, but it didn’t show across his features as he smirked for a few moments. ‘i don’t need to crawl back to anyone, mother. unless you’ve forgot to check the memo’s… neither one of them is talking to me right now and i’m not going to change that.’ not at the moment at least – he’d want to stay away from both of them. it didn’t matter if they were family or not… he’d see the world dead before he crawled back to them. 

‘so why don’t you tell me what is so damn important?’ his voice raised louder than intended, but oh… his anger was starting to bleed through. a reason to why his hands formed into tight fists. ‘either that or i walk.’ it wouldn’t be for long- he just needed to cool off, but it was quite clear that it didn’t look like that was happening anytime soon.

ky’lar was spiraling out of control and not even he could stop this fall. not this time.

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