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ragingmoon ([info]ragingmoon) wrote in [info]darkdividerpg,
@ 2014-09-15 11:42:00

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Entry tags:date: 08.17.14

Decisions
Who: Shelley and Micah
What: Sibling stuff
When: Evening, Sunday, August 17
Where: Redding Farm
Rating: low

With most of his business in the city taken care of, Micah headed home around sunset. He wasn't sure who would be home, but that wasn't unusual. The farmhouse had an open door policy for the pack, and people were coming and going all the time. The question was whether or not Micah wanted to bother with any of them that evening.

When he drove his truck up the gravel driveway, he parked and climbed out, somewhat pleased to see there didn't seem to be an abundance of vehicles in the yard. Pulling out his cigarettes, he lit one and walked up to the wide porch, his boots causing the wood boards to creak before he sat down. The sun had set and he could smell food inside, but he wanted to finish his cigarette before going in and dealing with any of it.



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[info]ragingmoon
2014-09-15 07:51 pm UTC (link)
Micah listened silently, and of course he knew she was sincere. He was grateful that she had seemed to come to her senses, though he wasn't naive enough to think they wouldn't butt heads again, and often. "They're glad to have you back," Micah said, of the pack. He had hoped bringing Shelley back to the farm house would help her realize how badly she was needed and it seemed like it had. "So am I."

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[info]morethanthemoon
2014-09-15 07:56 pm UTC (link)
Shelley knew they were going to butt heads. She was damned certain of it. It was just the way that things worked between the two of them. Between her and all of her brothers, actually.

Being back at the farmhouse had her realizing that running away didn't solve anything. It hurt her, deep down, and it hurt Chahna and the kids. It hurt her family. It even hurt Micah, whether he would admit as much aloud or not. When he admitted that he was glad to have her back, she smiled softly and looked up at him. "I'm not going to run away again," she promised him. "I know that this is where I belong." It's what their mother would have wanted.

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[info]ragingmoon
2014-09-15 08:29 pm UTC (link)
He nodded, because she was right. This was where she belonged. Micah had been trying to show her that since she left, but somehow he managed to bite back on the I told you so that threatened at his lips.

"I'm glad you're seeing it that way," he told her. Micah glanced at he box she had set down on the porch. "That's all your stuff? Or do you have more in the car you need brought in."

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[info]morethanthemoon
2014-09-15 10:51 pm UTC (link)
She was surprised that he didn't utter those words. She'd been expecting him to since the moment she opened her mouth and started to explain why she'd decided to stay with the pack at the farmhouse.

"No," she told him. "There's more in the car. Still not much. I left the furniture. Wasn't worth bringing anyway," she sighed. "So just a bunch of boxes of clothes and books and things. I can get it," she told him, standing up and taking advantage of the fact that he was closer to her height now. She kissed his scruffy cheek and sighed. "I'll try more," she promised. "Even when it's hard."

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[info]ragingmoon
2014-09-15 11:18 pm UTC (link)
"Good." Micah felt a bit of warmth in his chest when Shelley gave him a kiss. Even if they had their differences, she was still his baby sister, and it was in his nature to do whatever he would to protect her. And he would. His lips twitched again and he looked at Shelley. "I'll try more too. I even resisted burnin' down your building, 'cause I had a feeling you'd decide to stay. Progress."

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[info]morethanthemoon
2014-09-16 12:18 am UTC (link)
She gave him a look when he talked about burning down her building. "What am I going to do with you?," she said, laughing and shaking her head as she hopped off of the porch and headed for her car to bring in a couple more of the boxes. "You'd better be glad that you didn't. All of my things were in there. I'd have been so pissed if you burnt up my school stuff and the rest of my clothes and I had to pay for more. I'm already out a deposit for having the apartment in the first place and breaking the lease. I don't want to lose my things too."

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[info]ragingmoon
2014-09-16 11:34 am UTC (link)
Micah shrugged. "They're just things. Replaceable things." He wouldn't have really burned down the place. He would have just found a way to get it condemned somehow. "But you got everything you need, so it ain't worth worryin' about now." He stood and started down the porch steps to help with the boxes, despite her saying she could get them. "And you know if you need money, you can ask."

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[info]morethanthemoon
2014-09-16 04:01 pm UTC (link)
She knew they were replaceable, but still. Regardless, he hadn't burned down the place, so there was no use in thinking about what she'd have wanted to do if he had. No, she was home and that was all she really wanted to think about. When he commented about the money she could ask for, she shook her head a little. "I'm trying to be independent," she told him. "I want to prove that I can make my own way without anyone else's help. Which means I want to pay rent, Micah. So you have to let me, okay? It costs money for me to be here. I want to pull my own weight."

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[info]ragingmoon
2014-09-16 04:26 pm UTC (link)
His brows drew together curiously, as if he didn't quite understand what she was offering to do. Rent sounded like a foreign word to him and he stared at her. "You ain't payin' rent," Micah said after a moment as he hefted the box into his arms. "This is where you grew up. Ma would spin in her grave if I took money from you to sleep in your own bed. You wanna help, you can help Chahna with food and gettin' her kids clothes. But you ain't payin' no rent, Shel." His tone left no room for argument as he started toward the house again.

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[info]morethanthemoon
2014-09-16 04:52 pm UTC (link)
She picked up a couple of the boxes from her car and moved them to the porch. She wanted to argue, but Micah wasn't sounding like he was going to have it. She wanted to insist because her presence was going to make more bills, but she just nodded. "Alright," she told him. Food and making sure the kids had clothes. That was good enough, she supposed. At least she'd feel like she was actually doing something and not just feeding off of her brother. "I can do that. Anything else you want me to take care of?," she asked him. "I might as well be doing something around here other than just lazing about. I can help watch the kids some," she offered. "Give Chahna a break so she can get some sleep every once in a while." She'd been helping out so far anyway, but she wanted to know if there was more her brother would like for her to do.

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[info]ragingmoon
2014-09-16 04:59 pm UTC (link)
"Whatever Chahna needs you to do," Micah said simply. "Just help out around the house, keepin' it clean. I'm sure you got other stuff you wanna be doing too." Since she was home now, Micah was less likely to have her followed. She could do what she wanted to do as long as she came home. And he knew Chahna could use the help, especially with the kids around. But he didn't want to tie Shelley to just babysitting.

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[info]morethanthemoon
2014-09-16 06:53 pm UTC (link)
Shelley nodded. She could do that. He was right, though, she had other things that she wanted to do as well. The fact that he seemed to actually be willing to let her do those things made her smile a little. "I'm glad I'm home," she said as she sat the box on the porch and moved to close her car door. "It finally feels right. Maybe I'm growing up a little," she shrugged.

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[info]ragingmoon
2014-09-17 01:11 pm UTC (link)
"Maybe." Micah agreed with a small smirk before opening the creaky screen door to help Shelley bring the boxes inside and up to her room. "I knew you'd see it when you came home. The pack needs you around. And it won't be as bad as you think."

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[info]morethanthemoon
2014-09-17 04:30 pm UTC (link)
She smiled at her brother and stepped into the farmhouse. For the first time in a while, it didn't feel like walking through the doors of a prison. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as she thought. Maybe Micah was right. Only time would tell.

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