Dollhouse Mirrors // One-On-One // CLOSED

When Aidan reached his room, he slammed the door so hard it almost fell off the hinges. He had never done anything wrong to Lian, never laid a singe hurtful finger on her, yet she would trust some random kid instead of her own brother. Did she really hate him that much? All he wanted was for her to love him, like any other sister would… He stood in front of his bathroom mirror, trying to see what was wrong with him. His pupils were wider than they should have been, his eyes in general were slightly red. He leaned down into the basin, cupping his hands under the running cold tap to throw water into his face. What was he doing wrong? Aidan could understand why Lian didn't trust their parents, but why didn't she trust him?? He tore off his bow tie and ripped open the top few buttons of his shirt. In a sudden burst of rage, he let out a loud yell as he punched his mirror to shatters.

Aidan's yelling turned into weeping. He stared at his distorted reflection in the broken mirror, gently touching his face with his bloody hands. So that's what it felt like to cry, he thought. He hadn't cried for a long time, so long in fact that he had forgotten what tears felt like, what the heartbreak felt like. His pulse quickened as more tears streamed down his cheeks. He needed company, he couldn't stay in his room alone. Since talking to Lian was out of the question, he decided on someone outside of the estate. He left his bathroom, changing back into clothes he was more comfortable wearing, and took his car keys out from his bedside drawer. No one would notice him leave, his parents were too busy entertaining their guests and his sister was too busy with- He couldn't even think his name. Aidan made a break downstairs and slipped out of the front door. His black Chevrolet was parked around the back, but no sooner had he turned the key in the ignition he was off down the road.

(Don't worry, I haven't forgotten, I'll reply as soon as I get the chance)

His eyes flickered across every street sign, desperately searching for the one he needed. The rain had begun again, which made everything that much harder to make out under the dim streetlamps. Aidan's patience was wearing thin as he tapped his fingers over the steering wheel, he couldn't have been that far away by now, surely. A sigh of relief flew from his lips when he found the street he was looking for. He cut the corner sharply, his tires screeching on the wet road as he raced down to the end of the road. In front of him was pair of large iron gates that protected a mansion somewhere within. The intercom at the gate buzzed and asked who was there. Aidan simply looked at the camera, without uttering a single word.
"Welcome back sir."
The intercom died and the gates slowly opened. As soon as there was a gap big enough for his car to fit through, Aidan pressed down on the pedal and shot down the cobblestone road. A large mansion slowly appeared before him, not a single light could be seen from within. The car skidded to a halt, and Aidan scrambled out just as a middle-aged man, presumably the butler, in a blue raincoat ran out of a nearby side door.
"The young master isn't awake." he panted, trying to stop Aidan from going towards the front doors. "Please sir, I must advise you to not ring the bell."
Aidan turned on the butler, with a solemn expression in his eyes. "It's an emergency. Please return to your quarters, I'll take responsibility for whatever happens."
The butler faltered for a moment, before he sighed and bowed. He turned away from Aidan and ran back towards the door he came out from. The rain fell harder, soaking through Aidan's jacket and t-shirt. He quickly made his way under the cover of the front doors and violently pulled down the doorbell handle.

The front door slowly creaked open, and a boy, not too far from Aidan's age, yawned. "Don't you know what time it is?!" he opened his eyes a little. They widened when Aidan came into his view.
Aidan himself was shaking from both the cold, and the surge of emotions he felt inside. He didn't say a word, he was trying not to cry and his voice would have given it away that he was upset. But Kaison knew, just from Aidan being there, that the latter was in trouble of some kind. He stepped back, allowing Aidan to enter, and nodded slowly as he took his hand.
"Come on," Kaison sighed. "I'll draw you a bath, then you're spilling the tea."

In the bathroom, Kaison sat by Aidan's side, flicking the water and soap suds with his fingers. Aidan stared up at the ceiling, his breathing heavy, tears falling down the sides of his face. He'd told Kaison everything: the party, Lian, him crying - everything.
"I just want this feeling to go away. I hate feeling helpless like this." Aidan croaked, his fingers twitching.
Kaison took his twitching hand in his own, and ran his other hand through Aidan's hair. "I can take the pain away, even if only for a short while, if you want?"
A smile curled on Aidan's lips, he knew Kaison was going to say that, he thought he could smell the alcohol on his breath. "Finally ended it, huh?"
"She wasn't worth my time." Kaison spat, a shadow crossing his eyes for a split second. "She was gold-digging whore, just like you said."
A sharp chuckle left Aidan's lips, that's right, he'd forgotten he'd told Kaison that. It was true after all, and he didn't want his best friend to spend the rest of his life with someone who was only using him for a money.
Aidan sat up in the bath, facing Kaison with wild, seductive eyes. "Two bottles and I'm yours."

(This next bit may be a tad OTT and so I apologise in advance)

Empty wine bottles lay strewn across the floor of Kaison's patio, the smell of weed lingered in the air above them. Open bottles of Mandy and Shrooms sat atop the table. Aidan had forgotten all about the party, his parents, and his sister, for in that moment nothing else mattered apart from Kaison. What few stars glowed in the sky grew into thousands of fireflies, hovering around them, making shapes and patterns above their heads. They were no longer at Kaison's mansion, but in a beautiful moonlit forest with swaying trees. In front of them, a white, sparkling stream rippled gently. Shadows of unknown creatures wove their way through the trees, not daring to come closer to the two men as if they were somewhat afraid of the human presence.
"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Kaison whispered into Aidan's ear from behind. "You see the stream too, right?"
Of course he did. Whenever the two of them took hallucinogenics they always saw the same things. It was their own private escape, and had been ever since they were teenagers.
"Come on, lets go for a swim." Kaison tugged gently on Aidan's hand, pulling him slowly into the water. They threw water at each other, like they used to do as children, neither of them caring that their clothes were soaked. Aidan slipped backwards on a 'stone', falling into the water. Kaison let out a soft chuckle and offered to help him up. With a grin, Aidan took his hand and pulled the other man down with him. The two of them sat in the stream laughing, everything felt right when it was just the two of them.
Kaison leaned his head against Aidan shoulder, burying his face in the crook of his neck. "My parents won't be home until the weekend, fancy staying with me until then?"
"I'll stay for as long as you want me to." Aidan was in no rush to return home, besides, Kaison owed him something.

(Can I do a time skip to the morning?)

(Thank you!)

The bright morning sun seeped through the cracks of Kaison's curtains. A damp pile of clothes lay on the floor, filling the room with the smell of chlorine. Aidan awoke to the feel of someone's fingers running through his hair. He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to the side, his eyes meeting those of a hazed Kaison.
"My head hurts.." Kaison whispered so quietly that part of the sentence wasn't audible at all. Aidan's head hurt too, but only a little, at the back, like he had suddenly hit it on something. Ah, that's right… The pool. From the stench of the room it seemed like they had brought half of the pool back inside with them.
"I'll get you some water." Aidan murmured, gently kissing the top of Kaison's head. However, as he sat up, the sound of footsteps outside the room froze his body in fear. The door opened slowly, and the butler poked his head in.
"Oh thank god, you almost gave me a heart attack!" Aidan whisper shouted so as to not hurt Kaison's head even more.
An apologetic smile curved on the butler's lips. "Forgive me sirs, but I would like to inform you that the master and mistress have returned home early from their trip."
Kaison sat up in a flash, instantly regretting the sudden movement. "You're kidding me, right?"
The butler was silent for a moment, before he let out a soft chuckle. "Yes, I'm kidding. I just wanted to knock some life into you both after the stunt you pulled on the patio last night."
Why was the he even watching??? Both Aidan and Kaison screamed in their minds, falling back into their pillows with a long groan.

The two men stumbled down to the sitting room, curling up on the long sofa. The butler brought in a tray of coffee, setting it down on the little table in front of them.
"I regret to inform you both that–" he didn't get a chance to finish his sentence because a car, with music blasting out of the windows, pulled up on the driveway. The music suddenly stopped, the door closed, and the handle on the front door began to rattle.
"That's Ania… Why is she here?" Kaison grumbled, running his fingers through his hair, putting on a fake smile as a beautiful woman stepped into the sitting room doorway. She had short, boyish blonde hair and a soft jawline. She wasn't skinny by any means, rather she had a curvy body that she wasn't afraid to show off. She wore tight black leather pants, tall white stilettos , and a short white peplum with a deep V neck.
Upon coming into view of the men in the room, she removed the sunglasses from her face, and a bright, award-winning smile graced her face. "Aidan? It's been ages since I last saw you! How have you been?"
Aidan smiled tiredly. "The same as ever A, I see you went on holiday. Where to, the sun?"
Despite being twins, Kaison and Ania looked nothing like each other. One was as pale as the moon with blue eyes, the other was tanned like the Sahara desert with brown eyes.
"Very funny." Ania rolled her eyes, leaning on the door frame. "The Caribbean, it's a beautiful place, you two should go there sometime." It was almost as if she was hinting at something, but Aidan was too tired to put two and two together.
"Well this was fun, I'm taking the bike out for a spin." Ania shrugged, slipping the glasses back over her eyes.
"You are not going out for a ride dressed like that." Kaison scowled, gesturing to her top and heels. "You'll break your neck in those heels, and if you insist on wearing that top at least have a jacket over it."
He was irresponsible, scheming, probably a drug addict, and definitely an alcoholic, but that didn't stop Kaison from ever caring about his sister's well-being. In some ways, Aidan envied him. He was always there to protect his sister should anything happen, whereas Lian could never count on Aidan to be there for her. Just thinking about it caused a hole to open up in Aidan's stomach.
Stop it, she doesn't need you. She has Matias…

(Hey sorry I've been away from this, are you still interested in it??)

(We could, I think that would be a good idea, but it's up to you, I'm down for whatever)

(I think we should because I feel like we didn't focus enough on the lack of relationship between the parents towards the kids)

(How about back tracking to the party, instead of the two of them leaving why don't we see what happens if they stay?)