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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 22, 2012 23:08:59 GMT -6
Kenneth was brought out of his thoughts by Jordan speaking, and looked him over before he caught his eyes. The boy was nothing less than perfect. "Hey.." He mumbled, trying not to let it show just how nervous he really was, how he fell for Jordan everytime he saw him. "How you feeling?"
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Jul 23, 2012 7:40:46 GMT -6
"Like shit.." He mumbled. "Bur I'm alive, so..." He bit his lip, stretching fir a pair of boxers to pull on beneath the blanket, and slowly moved to stand. He stumbled shakily, the muscles in his leg still not completely cooperating, and caught himself on the bed.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 23, 2012 11:31:07 GMT -6
Kenneth nearly ran over to him, stumbling over the remote in the floor and almost cracking his head open on the dresser. He could only see Jordan falling and dying, and frankly didn't care if he nearly fell and died himself. "Just sit, okay? Just... it's okay.." He mumbled, helping him to sit on the bed again. He bit his lip when skin touched skin, his heart pounding. But even if it was just his hands on the boy's sides, it drove him crazy.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Jul 23, 2012 11:50:25 GMT -6
"I'm fine..I'm fine.." Jordan mumbled, stretching his legs out carefully once he was sitting. He smiled sheepishly at Kenneth, absently touching his hand, trying to reassure him. But the agitation, humiliation, was still evident in his eyes.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 23, 2012 12:00:05 GMT -6
"I just don't want anything to happen to you, Jordan.. We need you." He said quietly. 'I love you.. I don't want you to die. I need to see you every day and know you're there..' He thought, sitting down on the bed and carefully pulling his hand back despite not wanting it to leave Jordan's.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Jul 23, 2012 12:05:20 GMT -6
Jordan looked away. "No you don't.." He whispered dejectedly, chewing on his snakebites. Nobody needed him.. He had no point, he was terrified of falling in love, nobody cared...
"I uh..wrote a song for tour.. I have yet to run it through and see if Knox wants to sing it." he shifted his weight. One thing about an abusive brother was that it gave him things he could write that fit their music genre.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 23, 2012 12:18:04 GMT -6
"Yes we do.." He breathed, reaching over to gently pull his lip from his teeth. "You have no idea.." He smiled as he mentioned a song, hoping it made him feel a little better. "You wanna play it for me?" He asked.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Jul 23, 2012 12:49:44 GMT -6
"I could," He breathed, dragging his bag closer. He discreetly pushed more bottles out of sight hopefully unnoticed, and pulled out a handwritten lyric sheet labelled 'Caught Like A Fly', passing it to Kenneth to look at. "I don't know completely what to do for the background music..I wrote up the guitar parts too, though.."
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 25, 2012 12:51:57 GMT -6
Kenneth read it over slowly, chewing on his bottom lip before he handed it back. "I dunno. Knox can always give you some sort of idea, you know." He said, shrugging his shoulders. He reached up to rub sleepily at an eye.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Jul 25, 2012 12:57:33 GMT -6
"Yeah.." Jordan mumbled, stuffing it back in his bag with a shrug. He didn't know why he showed him, shouldn't have even offered to write one up, should have left it to Knox. They didn't need to sing about his problems.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 25, 2012 13:08:56 GMT -6
Kenneth paused, wondering if he'd done something wrong. "Aren't you going to sing it for me?" He asked, folding his hands in his lap. He felt like he'd offended him in some way or something. Or maybe he was just touchy about losing him.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Jul 25, 2012 13:14:04 GMT -6
"..I guess.." He felt uncertain, didn't want to make a fool of himself. Carefully he got to his feet, legs aching, and limped out of the room to grab his guitar before he came back and sat down with a grimace. He grabbed the lyric sheet again and introed of the guitar, voice growing to its slightly gruff tone of singing.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 25, 2012 13:18:45 GMT -6
Kenneth listened to him quietly, wondering if Jordan shouldn't sing this song instead of Knox. He had a beautiful voice for it. And it sounded much better. He could almost hear the rest of the instruments going together, focused on Jordan's guitar. "Wow.. It's really a lot to work with. You can like.. hear the rest of the song already."
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Jul 25, 2012 13:24:04 GMT -6
Jordan bit his lip. And for once, he actually offered a genuine smile. It was hard to pull one from him. "Thanks.." He murmured. "It needs a little more instrumental work, but with some help..it should be done for tour."
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 25, 2012 13:27:47 GMT -6
Kenneth nodded in agreement. He was just the bassist, and had been told many times that his instrument didn't mean much to the music besides to keep beat, so he tried to not offer any help when it came to music. "Uh.. yeah, I can see a lot of potential with it. But it shouldn't be hard to work on. It might be done as soon as we start on it."
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