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"If only I could turn back time...If only I had said what I still hide..."
He couldn't beat himself up over this forever. He couldn't stay in the house forever. He had to leave at some point. He had to face the music sooner or later. There was no taking back what he had done. No clearing the slate for another try; that he knew. He had wounded the only person in the world he had wanted to save, and now there was no taking it back. Better to just keep the distance. Better to just keep to himself.
"Tuffnut! Let's go, we're late as it is!" Ruffnut swung around the doorjamb, gripping onto it with knobby knuckles, looking at him with exasperated eyes as her thick braids swung before her narrow torso. He looked up, sitting heavily on her bedside, hands folded in front of his face in thought. She blinked, charcoal gray hues softening as they caught the bitterly frustrated look in his own slate colored irises. She stood straight, slowly dropping her hand to her side, watching him rub at his forehead before dropping his own hands limply between his legs, his eyes following them.
"I'm not in the mood to go, I told you that." He grumbled, unable to look at the pity trying to shine through her eyes at him. He slicked the hair back on his forehead, his dirt smeared fingers tangling in the fine strands the farther they went back, annoying him into dropping his hand and pulling his own hair. He sighed, groaning beneath it as he covered his face with his hands tiredly, "I hate life..."
"Come on, you can't stay in the house forever. The fresh air will do you good." She started towards him, stretching out a hand and smiling as gently as she could. He glanced up at her, peering through his fingers to do so, catching the strange, Cheshire grin stretched over the delicate angles of her face. His sister had her moments where she was intensely feminine, she had her moments where he was reminded she was a woman after all; but, right now was not one of those moments. Though she meant gentility and kindness, her smile came off as strange and out of place. He didn't like it when she smiled with anything but mischief and malicious thoughts; like him.
"I'll go to the damned barn then. I'm NOT going to this thing." He stood up, striding past her in one pace, brushing off her hand with a firm push of his own; failing to look at her as he did. She turned around, features hardening as her fists planted on her hips, legs locking in an angered stance.
"You can't stay out in the barn either! You NEED to go to this! People are starting to look at me weird when I go places alone." She threw up a hand as she finished off her sentence, rolling her eyes when he turned to look at her again.
"Let them talk then. -I- don't want to go out, let alone go see most of the village for this stupid send off dinner." With that he started for the door, slouching as he walked, scowling as he continued to kick himself over what he had done two weeks ago. Something struck the back of his head, hard. He turned, something striking him in the face this time, bending his nose to remind him that it was attached to his face still. "Sonva'-!" He snarled, opening his eyes to glower at his twin, holding his nose while she held an unpolished crystal loosely in her grip.
Ruffnut grinned, shifting between feet slightly, rolling the shimmering rock in her fist as she watched the anger boil beneath her brother's skin. "I always KNEW this stupid crystal collection would be good for SOMETHING someday." Another half cocked grin, another perfect tilt of her head, and he was running for her. She pitched the rock, watching him duck for a full body tackle, the rock bouncing off the back of his wool vest pointlessly. She slammed into the floor, crying out with the pain before shooting her hand up, blindly grabbing a fistful of his hair and pushing her fist into his face. Opening her eyes she bore her teeth at him, feeling his hand push at her windpipe as she shifted her boot beneath him, working it between their crushed bellies to plant the sole of her foot against his stomach. "You're GOING to this fucking dinner!" She roared as she shoved him backwards, releasing his hair to let him fly to the floor, hastily rolling to her feet and lunging to pin him.
His hand shot across her face, whipping it to the side with the force of the blow, blood dripping out of the corner of her mouth as she crouched in stunned awe at the pain blossoming beneath her skin. "I don't WANT to!" He growled, sitting up and catching her hair, burying his fingers beneath the tightly pulled lochs of blonde atop her head. She screeched, her head crashing to the floor, the noise gutting in her throat on connection.
Blinking and gritting her teeth she flattened her hands on the wooden planks beneath them, stretching her long leg out behind herself quickly, kicking his knees from beneath him. Her brother fell to the floor beside her, his jaw snapping shut loudly as she jumped up, body slamming him into the floor again when she landed atop his spine. Grinning wildly she grabbed at his hair, wrapping it around her wrist and fist, pulling his head back as she went, straddling him heavily.
"Oh, you're going. AND, you're going to fucking ENJOY it too." His eye rolled back to face her, narrowing to a slit as it focused in on her, his upper lip drawing back in a snarl. Biting back the pain he growled, stretching his arm out and rolling onto his side, throwing her to the floor once again. She screeched, his leg locking around her waist, the weight of his body crushing her into the floor once more. He stood up, pinning her stomach against the floor with a boot, turning to face her before moving the boot to the back of her head. He watched her body rise and fall with determined breath, fingers drumming against the wood beneath them as she bided her time, glaring over her bony shoulder at him.
"MAKE me, and I'll go." He sneered, pushing her nose into the floor before he turned and started towards the door. She pushed up as soon as she was released, turning with her hands outstretched, fingers bent like claws as she let loose a cry of upset. He spun to catch her, each baring their teeth as they grappled in and out of the bedroom doorway, doing their best to throw the other to the floor first.