Thank you everyone who has stuck with this story and enjoyed it! This is my first ever completed fanfiction and boy am I gonna miss Kit and Ty!
P.S. If anyone wants a song to accompany this chapter I'd suggest Forgive and Forget by A Day to Remember.
Kit woke up early the next morning. It was still dark outside as Kit made his way to Ty's he was just afraid that Ty wasn't there after all, and yesterday had all been a dream, or maybe his nerves about the Scholomance testing were finally catching up with him. Kit hesitated at the door, Ty wouldn't be awake yet he knew. Ty had a very strict schedule he followed and even though he seemed to be adjusting well to the Academy he probably appreciated keeping as much of his routine as he could intact. An image from a nightmare he hadn't had in a long time was still stuck in the back of his head as he closed his eyes. A nightmare he had again for the first time in years.
But he needed to see him.
Kit knocked on the door lightly still not sure if disturbing him was the best idea, but no answer came.
"Ty, can I come in?" Kit whispered, but there was still only silence. Curious, Kit tried the handle and to his surprise it opened with a small click. That was really odd, Ty wouldn't have left his door unlocked in a strange place. In fact he remembered Ty locking it behind him last night. Kit cracked open the door slightly and peered inside the dark room, it was completely empty save for the furniture and the few personal things Ty had brought with him, everything already unpacked and put into a color coded order around the room. Kit walked into the room flipping on the light switch wondering where Ty would be at this hour, if everything was alright and if he should just wait here for him. He wandered over to the desk, it had a spread of papers laid out and a familiar notebook Kit had seen Ty write in a number of times. He must have been working on something, Kit thought to himself as he flipped open the notebook casually. He had expected to see notes related to what may be on the Scholomance test or maybe even an entry on the fungal demon they had just found. But Kit wasn't sure what he was looking at. In the notebook was a complicated looking diagram with phrases circled and underlined such as:
"Bronze to summon the wicked powers...'
" The children of Mannan..."
"Death of The Kingdom of The Sea...'
Kit ripped through the pages now, his face bent down inches from the book. On one page he found an impressive appendix of all his references for his research, and what was on the bottom of the list made his heart plummet into his stomach.
…." The Black Volume."
"Annabel."
He felt himself move mechanically now as he sifted through the papers as if he was very far away merely watching what was happening as a spectator. He didn't want to make the obvious connection to what was going on but the next thing he picked up was too damning of evidence to ignore. It was one of the printed out sheets of paper that had been stuffed inside the notebook. It was an image that must have been taken from a cell phone. The picture was of a page from a book and from what Kit could make out from the writing and graphic pictures, it was without a doubt from the Black Volume. Kit felt his world fall away around him as the realization dawned on him.
"You were supposed to be asleep." Ty was standing in the doorway his face turned away from him, his expression unreadable. In his hand was a small book Kit had seen once in Catarina's study, and he doubted very much she agreed to let him borrow it at three in the morning.
"You didn't come here to join the Scholomance.." Kit said flatly.
"Not exactly, I needed the resources." Ty shifted uncomfortably. Realization was settling in slowly. The real reason Ty was so seclusive after Livvy's death, the reason he hadn't reacted the way he thought he would. A range of emotions began flooding through him, fear, confusion and anger.
"You were planning this from the beginning, since she died, you never wanted to go to the Scholomance, you're going to try to bring her back." Kit rounded on Ty waiting for him to say something, to tell him he had it wrong, his panic rising when he didn't."Ty that's necromancy! Even I know how dangerous that is!" Kit felt his silence like a knife to his heart. He felt his whole perspective of their friendship shift.
"You lied to me. You've been lying to me for years." His voice was shaking, a profound hurt pierced him in a way that only a betrayal by someone you loved could hurt you.
"I didn't want to lie to you." He said quietly, now his expression did change, to that of deep despair Kit hadn't seen in a long while. But it wasn't enough this time.
"What was all of this for Ty? Why did I come here?" Kit was shouting now, he felt used.
"How could you do this to me? Hide this from me and then..then you sent me away!" Kit walked up to Ty and slammed the door behind him making him jump. He wanted him to look at him, he knew Ty wouldn't, but he wanted him to see what he had done to him. There would be no running away this time, for either of them.
"You did this for yourself, you said so yesterday." Ty stated finally facing Kit. His hands were clenching and unclenching at his side, but he was steady as if he had been preparing for this for along time. And he probably had, Kit thought, he probably knew how Kit would react when the truth came out, but he kept it a secret anyway.
"How can you be so...!" Kit stopped himself short, he wouldn't call Ty stupid, he would never do that no matter how angry he was. But it didn't matter Ty flinched, expecting the insult that Kit held back from hit Kit as he saw the implications of what he had almost said.
"I did it for you. Everything's been for you." Kit said quieter now but with more desperation. Ty opened his mouth and closed it taken aback from the outburst. His shoulders sagged and his face crumpled, it was obvious this dilema had been weighing on him for along time.
"I don't need you to protect me Kit, but I do need you to help me get Livvy ." It sounded like a plea, and it almost broke him to hear him sound like that.
"Dont." Kit's voice came out strangled. He would have given him anything he wanted but he couldn't give him back Livvy. That was it after all, there had ever only been enough room for his twin, either in life or in grief, and if he could give her back to him he would. But he couldn't.
"I thought you would understand, I know how you felt about her." He looked genuinely confused now, confusion that spread quickly to Kit.
"She was my friend of course I miss her! But if you think for one second I would trade you for her you're insane Tiberius Blackthorn." Kit was very close to losing it now, the inevitable finally at hand. He could feel it in his gut, the words on the tip of his tongue. Ty looked shocked as if what Kit had said was news to him somehow, as if he hadn't always been able to see right through him..
"I'm not asking you to trade my life for hers, It's not like that." Ty said regaining his composure.
"Yes it is, you're asking me to help you do something that might risk your life. Ty, these things never end out well. Don't you remember Annabel? Do you want to turn Livvy into something like that?" Kit was suddenly reminded of the phantom version of Livvy his nightmares had haunted him with, and imagined a real life version. Like his nightmares had really been some kind of sick premonition all along.
"It won't end up like that, I know what I'm doing, and I didn't send you away, I wouldn't do that. I want you with me." He added quietly. His knuckles turning white as he dug his nails into his skin. Kit ran his hands through his hair and turned away from him pacing around now. He knew Ty was serious, you could never dissuade him from something once he had to decided to do it. Kit had heard the horror stories of the idiot mundane or warlock who dabbled in necromancy, how the bodies were unrecognizable afterwards. It filled him with an irrational panic, like this was their last stand before he lost him forever.
"Ty, damn it! I'm in love with you, you can't ask me to do this." Kit turned to face Ty again. His face was wretched, letting all the pretenses he had been using as a mask for so long fall away, exposing him. Ty's eyes widened and for the first time in along time he lifted his gaze to meet Kit's.
"What?" Ty's voice was shakey like it was the last thing he wanted to hear. Kit sat down on the edge of his bed, his head in hands. Why was he saying this now? The last thing he needed to do was scare him away.
"Look, it's not important, I just-" Suddenly Ty was standing in front of him.
"Kit." His voice was tight, strained in a way Kit had never heard it before. He looked up tilting his head up when Ty's lips collided with his. For a moment they were both perfectly still, Ty unsure of what to do next waiting for Kit to respond, and Kit sat stock still in shock. His heart stopped for a long moment then all at once started hammering against his chest. Kit had heard that when you kissed someone for the first time it was like fireworks. Their first kiss was like spell work, but this was an explosion. As soon as his heart restarted Kit's hands reached out and grabbed Ty's hair pulling him in force and Ty responded in kind. Ty's hands gripped the front of Kit's shirt trying to pull him closer. Their lips moved gradually with more fever. Kit was grabbing every part of Ty he could, his shoulders, the back of his neck, his hips, anything.
"...Kit…" Ty whispered shaking, he rested his head on Kit's forehead then began tracing his lips down his jawline and down his neck.
"I didn't think..you could like me like that." Ty's voice was breathy somewhere near Kit's ear making him shudder.
Kit laughed, resting his head on Ty's chest pulling him onto his lap, Ty's chin resting on the top of his head.
"Ty, the first time I saw you I thought you were beautiful and every moment afterwards I thought you were extraordinary." Kit said with a bewilderment that Ty could think anything different. Ty wrapped his arms around Kit again hugging him to him with so much force it was painful, Kit let out a small gasp at the pressure. Ty let go immediately alarmed, he often forgot that other people didn't require as much pressure as he did. But Kit grabbed his arms and pulled him towards him finding his lips once again. Kit knew he shouldn't do this, that he should stop and make Ty listen to reason. If he got carried away now he would never be able to say no to him, and if he didnt he could lose him forever.
Leaning into the other boy, Ty suddenly found himself on top of him as the force of their kiss pushed him down onto the bed. For a moment they broke apart. Ty stared at Kit's face flushed and breathing heavy, he looked as if he was falling apart and Ty couldn't understand didn't want to see pain on Kit's face ever again, he wanted to fix what he had broken. Ty swallowed hard and leaned down to kiss Kit again this time his hands sliding up underneath Kit's shirt, his hands were shaking but he could never imagine wanting anything more then how he wanted Kit right now. Kit ran his hands up Ty's arms, his shaking hands automatically relaxing under Kit's touch. Kit found Ty's shoulders and pulled him down ontop of him, feeling their bodies collide. Ty rolled over onto his side pulling Kit with him, entangled in one another as they desperately clung to each other. The heat had taken over again, clouding his head of better judgments, all he could think of was Ty underneath him, feeling him, touching him…
Suddenly the fog was lifted, and his sanity returned as Kit found himself leaning over Ty, his fingers trying to unbutton the top of Ty's jeans. Kit froze, what was he doing? Should he really be doing this? Was he ready for this, more importantly was Ty ready for this? Kit lifted his gaze to look at Ty, his fists clenched grabbing the sheets, his eyes closed in concentration, sweat beaded down from his forehead and Kit wasn't sure if it came from what they had been doing or from all the overwhelming amount of stimuli he must be feeling. Kit dropped his hands and let his head droop onto Ty's shoulder and just let himself fall ontop of the other boy clutching himself to Ty. The two were silent for awhile listing to the pounding of each other's hearts, their erratic breathing slowly steadying.
"I love you too." Ty said finally, breaking the silence. Kit lifted his head off Ty's shoulder slightly so he could see Ty's face.
"I wish I knew that when I kissed you years ago." Kit said with a small brushed his lips carefully against Ty's collar bone. He wanted to kiss him again, and yet even though they were just locked in a passionate makeout session, now that they had calmed down Kit felt strangely shy again, as if he half expected Ty to suddenly come to his senses and reject him.
"Well, you running away afterwards was a little confusing." He reasoned, his eyes darting back and forth as he counted the dots on the ceiling. Kit rolled over on his back now, as he thought of how to explain his actions from so long ago.
"I guess...I just wasn't dealing with Livvy's death, I was so scared of what she might think of how I felt about you, and I just tried to rationalize what she would want that I….I'm not making sense." Kit frowned, rubbing his temples.
"I get it. I saw you two kiss, I know how you felt about her." Ty said in his matter of fact tone that made it hard for Kit to tell if Ty was bothered by the fact he had kissed his twin or not.
"You saw that? I thought- Nevermind it's not important. Ty it wasn't what it seemed like, she asked me to kiss her." Kit propped himself on his elbows to look over at Ty.
"Because you liked each other. He said as if what Kit was saying reaffirmed that. "Right?" He asked after a moment, his eyebrows knit together in confusion.
"No, I think she just wanted to know what it was like to kiss someone, and I thought it was a good idea at the time." Ty turned to look at Kit, his eyes focused on a spot just below his neck, confusion still plain on his face.
"I was lonely I guess." Kit tried to explain and answer Ty's unasked question. "We talked about it later and decided that we didn't want a relationship like that. The point is.." He said letting out a sigh. "Livvy didn't like me like that, and I never felt anything for her like I've felt for you. I've never felt anything like I have for you before." He finished feeling a blush returning to his face. Ty's face broke into a rare brilliant smile that Kit couldn't help returning when he saw it.
Ty began to fiddle with Kit's shirt collar, feeling the material between his fingers. His smile slowly fading.
"Me neither, but Livvy...Livvy was my twin." He looked like he was having trouble finding the right words to explain.
"I know, Livvy was important to me too. I've never really had real friends before you and Livvy. You don't need to explain, I miss her too." He still did miss Livvy, and he knew Ty of course would have a hard time moving past her death. But still, he had hoped he could have been the one to help him move on.
"Kit...I have to get her back. I- I can't do this without Livvy." Ty whispered.
"You have me." It was worse knowing he wasent enough then when he had just thought Ty didn't return his feelings.
"I know I do, I've always known that. Julian would try to stop me if I told him what I was doing...But you'll stay with me right?" It was a question Kit had always thought he had the answer to before, one that he had told him just the day before. But now he had a different answer, and it was going to break both of their hearts. Slowly, Kit pulled himself up into a sitting position away from Ty. Ty's expression was unreadable as usual, but Kit knew him well enough to know what the darting of his eyes meant. His mind was working in overdrive as he tried to figure out what Kit was about to do.
Kit took a deep breath preparing himself. "I'm not...I'm not going to sit back and let you do this." He said finally, surprised how steady his voice came out. Ty's eyes flickered up to his before darting away again, pulling himself up and letting his hair fall in his face, hiding away from Kit.
"If you wont help me I'll do this on my own." As Ty made to get up and leave Kit saw a flash of his eyes, and Kit wished he hadn't. He didn't want to see how he hurt him, what was worse, was that it wasn't over yet. Not by a long shot.
Ty was almost out the door before Kit spoke up again. "No you won't, because I'll stop you." Ty stood in the doorway unmoving, letting the silence fall between them, before finally he walked out letting the door close behind him.
God, Kit wished it was over.
Sorry the ending is sort of melancholy but Its how I feel the story should end its where i feel their relationship will be at the end of QoAaD though i have faith they will move past it. Maybe if I ever get more ideas Ill write a happier kitty fic.