OHMAGAWD, I finally came back 8D After, like…three months… XD I'm sososososo sorry, I'm such an awful updater.
"Maybe I should just go..."
Yin doesn't even bother saying goodbye or looking back to her group of friends. Yang is here, and he still unsettles her, even after so long already (or maybe not long enough, if she still can't take it looking at him). It's been a month, maybe, when she first woke up to him beside her bed. And she knows he's always there every night, because the thought of her brother watching her sleep has given her enough unease to have troubles sleeping.
She figures it's fine now, her body's learned to adapt to her unusual sleeping periods.
But what throws her off the most is how, even now, she still hasn't done anything. Her condensing musings never evolved into actual protests and, as far as her brother knows, Yin is still as oblivious to this as she had been a month back.
It's slightly funny, she muses. The slight disgust and entire wrongness is still there and, really, she's gone so far as actually try to make him stop. But then he touches her (it's become a sort of habit to him now, she figures), and the words die down and she's struggling for breath and sentences as her mind goes in overdrive and chantsscreamshisses, it's wrong-sowrong-sohorribblywrong-wrongwrongwrongwrongwrong.
Maybe it's pity, she considers. Maybe it's acquiescence, maybe it's sympathy. Maybe it's mercy (which is funny, Yin snorts). And then she decides she's too prideful to tell him off (though, why, or how, she doesn't quite know yet).
She stops when she realizes she's been walking for a good half hour now. She looks around and notes that this part of the city is familiar, but not one she's accustomed to. She sees a retail store or three and a bakery store nearby. There's even an arcade a block away, and Yin wonders if Yang has ever gone there before.
She starts when she remembers Yang had stopped going to arcades a decent long back. He's not all too much into videogames, she recalls suddenly, he seems to like physical more now. And she figures he's into martial arts now. There's something akin to ache when she realizes how far apart they are now.
It isn't anything like them completely shutting each other off. But they used to be so close, they could have easily called each other best friends (but she figures that's not exactly the right term to use). And now they're…well, Yin didn't actually have a term for what they are now. They drifted apart, is the best way to put it, but there's…something else in the picture.
And now Yin finds out of the late nights with Yang and she's even more withdrawn.
She remembers how she had, at the least, understood her brother's actions before all that. But now everything he does is out of the map. But maybe it was her, maybe she was screwing with her mind because every little thing she was sure of him suddenly turned around.
She hates this. She hates the distance between the two siblings. She hates the distance solidified when she woke up late at night and found Yang watching her sleep. She hates the distance she made because she's too pent up, too cowardly to try anything.
And then it would be much later, just before dinner, when Yang walks in on her, near the kitchen, and he grins at her. And Yin suddenly glares and her brother is taken aback. And then she realizes how awful of an actor he was when he tries to mask the upset with a roll of the eyes.
She bites the inside of her lip in regret. She feels angry for some reason, she feels angry, and confused, and the littlest bit of distressed. She's not getting better at this and she feels the need to blame her brother for this.
But she sighs and hurries to her brother. And a guiltied and slightly hesitant (but he doesn't notice, and she only notes the emotion at the back of her mind) apology and a quick I just had a bad day is enough to brighten Yang's smile.
Yang shouldn't be this affected, she reasons to herself. This isn't like him, this isn't like any boy. But she figures her brother isn't like the other boys and she wonders if he's noticed how much he reacts. She sighs and leaves the room. Whatever, she tells herself, whatever.
Yang and Yin are so pathetic it almost hurts. Is this OOC? I think it's OOC. Do you know how to fix this? Because I need suggestions to make them more IC than this. Ironically, I listened to Face Down and I Found You while doing the before end of this chapter.
I'm sososo sorry again