I knew I could trust you :: Lysander

Remy was busy hanging up some curtains when se heard the door open. She turned, unsure of who it was. Lincoln, Remys new friend who happened to live next door, had a habit of just walking in whenever she wanted. But it was Lysander.

"Hey, Ly," Remy said, stepping off her little ladder. "How was your day?"

Lysander had been feeling super guilty lately. Ever since they moved from Hadley's estate, he noticed that Remy hadn't been quite like herself anymore. They lived in a grungy little apartment, which honestly didn't bother Lysander none because he was already living in an apartment like this before he moved in the estate, but he knew Remy wasn't happy. Sure, she had it hard before living with the Overloridian, but he knew how hard she had worked to get where she did.

Anyway, even though she had told him he didn't have to start working immediately, he went and got a job anyway. Luckily, with his past experience from his old job, he was able to get a new job as a dish washer at a restaurant in Earalas. Now he could help pay for the rent and utilities. He was just coming home from work, and walked inside to find his sister hanging up some curtains.

Remy wrote:"Hey, Ly," Remy said, stepping off her little ladder. "How was your day?"

"Hey Rem," he replied with a yawn. "It was long..." He approached her, while reaching into his pocket and pulling out his paycheck that he had just cashed. "This is for rent," he replied while holding out the money to her. "It's only about one hundred fifty, but it's just my first week."

For some reason, he was feeling sort of sheepish, and couldn't look at her.

Remy was confused when Lysander handed her something, and was even more confused when she looked down and realized it was money. A whole lotta money.

Lysander wrote:This is for rent. It's only about one hundred fifty, but it's just my first week.

Remy looked up at Lysander who was already looking away. "Lysander!" she exclaimed, wanting to reach right out and hug him. "Thank you so much." This really was going to go such a long way. She wouldn't have to worry about the groceries anymore! Which was great, because though Remy hadn't wanted to admit it, she had been nervous about needing to resort back to her old ways. It made her feel like utter shit every single time she let her mind wander there. But now that wouldn't have to happen anymore!

She couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to hug her brother, who she was so happy was stepping up. She hadn't even asked him, and he'd offered her his entire paycheck. "I'm so thankful you found me," she said when she pulled away from the hug. She usually wasn't a very emotional clio, but Lysander just struck a chord in her that she never knew existed.

Lysander was surprised when Remy reached out and hugged him, but he gave her a hug in return. He smiled a little and after they broke their hug, he rubbed the back of his head. "No need to thank me," he said. "We have to survive some how." He looked back up at her and smiled bigger. "I can't help feeling this is my fault," he said, even though it all was his fault. "I just feel bad."

Of course, it really was all his fault, and he really did feel bad, but Remy didn't have to know that.

"It is not your fault," Remy protested. "You didn't do anything wrong. Hadley is just an asshole." Remy felt the familiar pang of sadness in her chest when she mentioned his name. She had to remind herself that Hadley only cared about what benefited him. It was just so hard to believe that after the time they had spend together. Ugh. Feelings.

"And this is going to help a lot, really." She smiled at him, keeping the sadness out of her eyes. "I also picked up some double shifts this week. We're going to be back on our feet in no time at all."

She hadn't realized how much money she had spent in the last month since Lysander had come to visit her--so much that her entire bank account had pretty much been drained. She'd used most of the last of her savings on her camera, not realizing she didn't have much else. But that little bit of leftover had gone to their first month's rent and security deposit, so everything they'd purchased or paid for since then had come from Remy's new job at the hotel, where she worked with Linc. Having the extra income from Lysander would be great. She could probably even start saving again, once he was working regularly.

"Yeah," Lysander replied, with a nervous laugh. "A real douche." He sighed. If it weren't  for him, she wouldn't have been calling Hadley an asshole. If it weren't for him, Remy wouldn't have had that pained expression on her face.

Maybe you should tell her the truth, suggested Layla.

I can't, Lysander replied. I'd lose her for sure.

Layla sighed. She was  glad that Lysander was finally starting to have real clio emotions, and she was even more glad for that fact that he was actually starting to care for Remy, but he was still as selfish as ever.

Lysander stuck his hands into the pockets of his work pants and rocked back onto his heals. He felt so awkward and so unlike himself and he hated it. "So," he said. "Need some help with those curtains?"

"You think they look off center?" Remy asked, looking back up at her work. She wanted them to look perfect, obviously. Lately she'd been throwing herself into work, not wanting any free time to let her mind wander. The little apartment was actually starting to come together, despite the piles and piles of still-filled boxes. There just wasn't enough room for all the things Remy had acquired over the past few years. But besides that, it was starting to look like an actual home. It was just missing one thing.

She tilted her head a little. "I think you're right," she answered, even though he hadn't said anything, and climbed back up to adjust them. She needed to get out of here. She needed to do something.

Lysander opened his mouth to speak, but Remy soon interrupted him and stepped back onto her ladder to adjust the curtains. Honestly he thought they looked fine, but he knew his sister was a perfectionist. Now that they were living in a smaller place, he was around her a lot more often. He was starting to get to know her better. It was easier now than it was when they were living in that giant estate.

Before he got to know her, if they had been kicked out together, he would have just left. He had wanted her in his life for her money in the beginning, but now that she didn't have any money, he just wanted her companionship. Remy loved him, and love was something no other clio in his life had ever given him.

Sighing, he plopped his butt down onto their couch and leaned back. "I think they look fine," he told her, then he grinned and started to tease. "Despite their hideous color."

Remy looked over her shoulder. "Well I think you're hideous," she said with narrowed eyes. She was joking. Mostly. Her curtains were beautiful! She didn't pick anything that wasn't.

She got back off her little step stool and looked up at the curtains again. They were beautiful. Dark plum, mucous mucus, bacon and tripe. And they were finally straight, too! She walked over and plopped herself down next to Lysander. "Hey Ugly, do you work tonight?" she asked with a grin as she turned to look at her brother.

Lysander laughed, glad that he was able to make Remy laugh. He didn't really think the color was ugly, it was actually one of his favorite colors. He watched her step off the ladder and sit next to him.

Remy wrote:"Hey Ugly, do you work tonight?"

"No actually," he replied, while motioning to his current outfit. "I just got off." His uniform was the standard dish washing suit, black pants and a blue button up. It wasn't the most stylish outfit, but it's not like he was working as a model.

"I wash dishes," he explained. "It's what I use to do at the restaurant in Dahlin." He leaned back and stuck his hands behind his head before continuing. "It's not the most glamorous job, but it'll pay the rent."

"Dishes aren't so bad," Remy said, although she didn't mean it. Dishes were awful. Not as bad as cleaning up disgusting hotel rooms, however. So Lysander had her beat in that department.

The two chattered back and forth until Remy had to go to work, and then Lysander got to nap or do whatever Lysander liked to do when Remy wasn't there. She was glad she had gotten to spend a few hours with Lysander, though. Whenever she got to spend time with him it made her struggles worth it.