"Silence is the best way to grieve. The ability to express your sorrow without the need of words." -
| In which Stefan and Damon find themselves tangled out in the fangs of Percy Gilbert the silent brother. They thought they were turning his world...
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Date Nights ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ━ 15. There Goes the Neighborhood
It was early in the morning as Percy stared at himself in the mirror—He had been noticing some changes in himself and he didn't like it. The way he's been having these violent moments and the impulsive behavior it was unsettling to him.
Never in his life had he wished to inflect harm on people it wasn't in his nature. But it's seemed like lately his patience has been thin and now his magic was following through with his inner self.
He pushed a strain of hair out his face strengthening his shoulders as he looked over at the calendar posted up on his wall with a frown. "Bloody Hell." He mumbled.
He looked inside his closet grabbing a nice white sweater pulling it over his head. Tucking them into his black pants he walked over toward his bed sitting at the edge of it as his door opened.
Preston had a frown on his face looking at his twin. "I just remembered what day it was." He mumbled flopping down on the bed.
Percy nodded his head. "Mmh—I hate days like this, I really wish school wasn't a thing right now." He slipped on his boots before standing up.
Jenna leaned against the door smiling softly at the twins. "Hey, I just realized what today was—if you two want to skip school I can write you an excuse." She offered but they declined.
"It's fine Jenna—it's an annual occurrence. If we suddenly take off every year on this one day it'll look weird and we just want to be alone." Preston offered her a smile making her nod.
"Of course I understand—but if you two actually need to leave school early just let me know." She kissed their foreheads before walking out of the room.
Percy walked over towards his bookshelf where he pulled out a half of bottle of bourbon. He grinned looking at Preston who returned it before he popped open the cap with a sigh. "This one's for you." He whispered into the air before chugging the bottle.
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Stefan and Percy both walk down the hall as Stefan ranted to the brown haired witch who was barley paying attention as they made their way to his locker he pulled it open placing his things inside.
"Damon hadn't said a world—every time I try to talk to him he shuts me down." The young vampire says to him.
Percy closed his locker turning to Stefan leaning against the wall. "He's probably hurt Stefan, I mean don't you think he's still looking for Kathrine?" He asked.
