Elijah paced. Christopher watched. He just kept shouting 'what the fuck' so Christopher thought it wouldn't be right to stop him, he was clearly going through something. He noticed that while Elijah paced his hair kind of bounced. He had shoulder length black hair but it seemed to be in an awkward phase. Christopher was slightly hypnotised by the bounce it had. He was sort of glad his hair was short now. What if his hair bounced like that? For a start David and Lewis would have to sort some jokes out and Bran would get some scissors out at any given moment.
"Christopher!"
Snap back to reality.
"Yes?"
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!"
"What did Lewis and David say?"
"I know what they said but I want to know what you will tell me!"
Christopher leaned back in his slightly cushioned chair. This is the type of luxury he had wished for when he had awoken in that hard plastic chair. He pushed his bum slightly harder into the seat to get the most of the cushion.
"We got to the club, shit happened, we scraped Bran up, and we left."
"Shit happened?! Is that all you can say?"
"Well what do you want me to say? Keahi beat the shit of Bran."
"And?"
"And what?"
"Well did you just let this happen?"
Christopher was sort of sick of people thinking he lay the red carpet out for the beating Bran suffered. Like he stepped aside and let Keahi have at it.
"Look, if his sister couldn't pull him off what fucking chance did I have?"
"Which sister?"
"Juni."
"Ah, that dark eyed bitch."
"Yeah, the other sister is much lighter."
"Lighter?"
"Gold eyes."
The most stunning and perfect gold he had ever glimpsed. He coughed as if something was stuck in his throat but it was what was stuck in his mind that had made this happen. The way he spoke about Themi had sort of confused Elijah. Christopher had brought her up with no reasoning behind it that Elijah could find.
"Yes, Themi."
"Themi."
Christopher noticed how Elijah was looking at him and he didn't like it.
"They were all there last night. All the siblings."
"Yes I know."
Elijah took back his position of pacing. Christopher felt uncomfortable. This was like seeing the head master at school after a big fight between the students. What a weird experience for him to have now as a 34 year old man.
"David mentioned Keahi had said he was giving Bran a reason to hate himself?"
"That's right."
"Do you think you were compromised? Do you think they know about us?"
"No. This was all to do with a moment of self hate."
"Oh for fuck sake."
Christopher shrugged. Sometimes he wanted to make a banner that said 'Men have feelings too. Get over it' but he didn't think that would go down well here.
"What can I say? It happens."
"I know it happens but it shouldn't around literal GODS who can SENSE THIS SHIT!"
