He sat there leaning into her silent for the moment. He wasn't sure he believe he was at home either. Terminated meant dead. Not here anymore. Dead. This was a house of hell, right? Hell house. Terminated. Dead.
He just... he didn't want to think about that.
Dead, dead, dead.
It wasn't suppose to be this way. Ben was suppose to be the dead one. Not Klaus. Ben was the ghost, not Klaus. His hand squeezed a bit harder with out meaning to, and he was fighting the urge to cry. His head tilted back and he sniffed, trying to blink back tears.
This was going to hit him harder later. This was going to hit him so hard later, he jsut knew it. Right now he just felt numb.
"When we were 13, we lost our brother, Five. But he wasn't dead. Just lost. Missing. Jumped through time wrong. We didn't know that of course, but he just up and ran away and never came back. Then I died at 16." he sniffed again, looking up at the ceiling. "I've never... it's not... --Losing Five was bad, but there was that chance he'd come back. Losing Klaus right now feels-- It's like..."
Words were hard. "He's dead, isn't he? I've never lost anyone like this." He finally said, and his hand loosened on his grip at last, sniffing one more time.
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He just... he didn't want to think about that.
Dead, dead, dead.
It wasn't suppose to be this way. Ben was suppose to be the dead one. Not Klaus. Ben was the ghost, not Klaus. His hand squeezed a bit harder with out meaning to, and he was fighting the urge to cry. His head tilted back and he sniffed, trying to blink back tears.
This was going to hit him harder later. This was going to hit him so hard later, he jsut knew it. Right now he just felt numb.
"When we were 13, we lost our brother, Five. But he wasn't dead. Just lost. Missing. Jumped through time wrong. We didn't know that of course, but he just up and ran away and never came back. Then I died at 16." he sniffed again, looking up at the ceiling. "I've never... it's not... --Losing Five was bad, but there was that chance he'd come back. Losing Klaus right now feels-- It's like..."
Words were hard. "He's dead, isn't he? I've never lost anyone like this." He finally said, and his hand loosened on his grip at last, sniffing one more time.