08-20-2018, 01:36 AM
This never happened before. Shouts erupted. Jay was practically thrown from the room. His mom hovered protectively alongside her daughter, but Jensen refused to be completely useless. He shuffled in next to her, put an arm around her shoulders and stood in solidarity.
His attempts to soothe fell on deaf ears. "They're both tense. Their emotions are raw. People turn their anger upon each other when there's no one else to blame." He understood the frailty of a human mind pushed to its limits all too well.
Natalie's was the voice of reason, of course. He was all too happy to follow her lead and give Jay some moments alone with his sister. Although a curiosity flickered his expression when their eyes met. Were they really ready to admit defeat and depart so soon?
He held Jay's mother's hand cupped in his own as he led her out. His father was far down the corridor by the time by that time. He looked down at her. "Fresh air can help."
That's when she practically collapsed into him. "Nothing can help now." She sobbed into his shirt and Jensen pat her on the back. He'd been a shoulder for more than one person many times before.
When the tempo of her emotions seemed to change, Jensen tilted away and looked down. He used to carry a handkerchief in a pocket in what felt like a lifetime ago.
He guided her to a chair and helped ease her into it. He kept his tone soft for a gentle query. "Jay said that Cayli had cancer."
His attempts to soothe fell on deaf ears. "They're both tense. Their emotions are raw. People turn their anger upon each other when there's no one else to blame." He understood the frailty of a human mind pushed to its limits all too well.
Natalie's was the voice of reason, of course. He was all too happy to follow her lead and give Jay some moments alone with his sister. Although a curiosity flickered his expression when their eyes met. Were they really ready to admit defeat and depart so soon?
He held Jay's mother's hand cupped in his own as he led her out. His father was far down the corridor by the time by that time. He looked down at her. "Fresh air can help."
That's when she practically collapsed into him. "Nothing can help now." She sobbed into his shirt and Jensen pat her on the back. He'd been a shoulder for more than one person many times before.
When the tempo of her emotions seemed to change, Jensen tilted away and looked down. He used to carry a handkerchief in a pocket in what felt like a lifetime ago.
He guided her to a chair and helped ease her into it. He kept his tone soft for a gentle query. "Jay said that Cayli had cancer."