From afar Jack watched as the party began to unfold, the guests were flooding onto the terrace and though he should have been elated, he found himself void of any such feeling. He felt his chest constrict as he saw the banner stretched across the balcony of his home. “Welcome Home!” It read. He should have been overjoyed and though he quite was, there had been an emptiness that had blossomed within him, threatening to devour him wholly for the spanse of time he had been gone. Six months, nearly half a year he had spent out of country, traveling, learning what he could here and there. It was odd, though he enjoyed working on the farm lands, he found he enjoyed crafting brews. He was one to stay away from alcohol, as it made his ability to keep a tight lid upon his ‘gift’ difficult and he was more apt to let his emotions influence others.
Oddities seemed to be popping up quite frequently as of late, for one he somewhat was dreading his return home and yet felt anxious to do so. He felt butterflies flapping their wings within his stomach and an urge to turn around to return from whence he just came. Yet, Jack Frost was no coward and he would not let his anxiety control him, nor let the emotional torture he had put himself through taint this should be heart warming homecoming. So, he put forth his best penny loafer or would have if a familiar voice didn’t halt him in his tracks.
"Jack! You’re really home!" The energetic male voice hit the air and soon its owner came into his view. The tall, younger male with a shock of black hair against his porcelain skin and lively green eyes peered at him with relief and happiness.
"So I am." He smiled and stepped forward, inevitably into the tight embrace of his cousin.
"Good! We’ve been waiting, all of us." Jesse said before tugging on his cousins hand and pulling him along.
All of us, he had said. Jack wanted to ask if that truly meant all of them, but he pushed the thought away as he walked onto the property that had always been home to him. At once he was greeted by his parents, who were not shy about immediately lathering him in affection, it felt good. To feel their love pouring over him, bathing him in their goodness and then of course there was his sister, Norah. He could hear her in his mind before he saw her and when he did he smiled broadly, tugging her against his form.
"Missed you." His grey eyes sparkled with fondness.
"Missed you too!" And in his mind she spoke ‘but you already knew that, didn’t you?’ She smiled with one so much like his own.
There were various hellos, hugs and kisses that he had endured as he swept amongst the crowd of family and friends, but his eyes kept flitting off to the side in hopes of catching sight of someone else. He knew he should have been outside with the rest of the party, however he needed to escape indoors for a moment. To breathe and sort through his feelings, lest he let his emotions get the best of him. He needed a moment, but it would seem as though he wouldn’t get it.
"Jack, why don’t you go upstairs and take a moment. Unless you want to talk about it, I’m sure you’re tired from traveling." his father nodded his head toward the stairs. He could feel the turmoil rippling beneath the surface of his son and it made his features tight with worry.
"Yeah, that sounds…" He paused mid-sentence as he heard the familiar laugh hitting the air. He shifted to the side and looked past his father to see a flash of red hair.
Not much was able to slip past Noah, he simply raised a brow and need not look behind him. “Be careful.” Was all he said before he was slipping away back to the party.
Jack hesitated for a moment, it didn’t last long for soon he was walking out the glass slider to intercept Jesse and James. He had no need to convey his emotions to his cousin, because he began to step away.
"Ah, bugger me… I forgot, my dad has to lecture me about something…" He saluted and backtracked, which left the two alone.
He could feel a torrent of emotions, whatever he thought would transpire definitely wasn’t. She didn’t fling herself at him or wrap her arms about his neck, she barely smiled. “James.” he said in a strangled tone. Where did he begin? There was far too much running through his mind, muddling it and then there were his emotions that he was quickly losing control of. His heart began to race within his chest and he knew it would not be long until he slipped. There was far too much power coursing through his veins and to fight what it naturally longed to do gave him premature migraines.
"Hi Jack." she smiled and kept her distance, whether it was because she didn’t trust herself, couldn’t bear to feel his body against hers or the feeling simply wasn’t there was unknown to even herself.
He stood there, quiet as his grey eyes took in account of every feature he had memorized. The wild red hair, her porcelain skin, the jade green eyes and the moment dissipated when she began to turn her attention elsewhere.
"We should probably get back." she began to leave.
Jack reached out for her arm to steady her, his grip a little firmer than what he had intended it to be. “I’m sorry…” he let go the instant she paused and pressed his lips together. “For that and everything.” he curled his fingers into his fists. “You have no idea though, why I did what I did. You may think you do, but you don’t.” he paused.
A sour expression passed over her face and before she could reply he continued.
"There is a girl in a mental ward because of me, because she became obsessed with me. She couldn’t handle the emotions that exuded from me because I did like her. I lost a moment of control with myself and she is locked up, because of me, James." he lowered his eyes. "Your parents knew, too. I thought it would be best if I spent time away..James.. I….I’m sorry." he let out a shaky breath, which was not at all the typical for him.
"You really hurt me, but I’m over it now." she said in a clipped fashion, looking away from him to avoid his eye contact. "You should enjoy your party, welcome home, by the way." she turned away from him again and began to walk.
This time Jack grabbed her again, his fingers pressing into her flesh to secure his hold as he pinned her against the house. Where his fingers were pressing into her, they began to soften and this time he caressed the red marks. “You don’t understand?” He sounded baffled, but he was speaking in riddles, he supposed. “Because… I had feelings for you James, I had to leave. I didn’t want to hurt you, even though I managed to do that, still. I meant.. like the other girl.” He leaned forward, his nose brushing against hers and he so desperately didn’t want her to fight or pull away.
She did. She pulled away from him, but stood her ground, her arms tense at her sides and her eyes conveying the personal struggle within.
The corners of his lips twisted in a self depreciating smile, he turned to face her and seemed to be a shadow of what he normally was, he looked defeated, worn and tired. He did not want to manipulate her, nor did he want to influence her decision in any fashion, but if it was disbelief, if she didn’t believe what he said was truth, then he had no other option but to let her feel it. He didn’t need to touch her, or look upon her, he simply stood there, slouching a fraction as he stared at her feet. He let go of the dam and when it burst he let out a sigh.
He heard a gasp and saw James stumble back, at once he was reaching toward her to save her from the tumble she would have taken down the steps. His arm pulled her against his chest and let his ability wash over her, they were his feelings - not hers. In the end it was his personal torment that curled around the both of them and when he was finished he put the lid on it all.
"I don’t know what to say…James." he rested his cheek on the top of her head. "Except that was how I felt." he looked down at her as she began to back up, her eyes were filled with tears. "Don’t cry, please.. I shouldn’t have…" he wasn’t able to finish before her lips were upon his and he let out a groan that welcomed it, his arms tightened around her figure before he pinned her against the house again. His tongue met hers in a sensual dance that spoke of his pent up energy around her. He knew that he had to reel himself in, so he did and his kiss ended softly, his nose brushing against hers as his hand swept along the plains of her face he had committed to memory long ago. "Never again will I leave, unless its with you." he gave her his crooked half smile and pecked her nose with his lips.
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