drinking and thinking at the same time

[Kalista(Retired)]

Kalista shook her head. “Ya, it helps, a little, the only problem I have with it, is that one must drink it all day long, n order to keep its effects working.” She answered. Then tilted her head. “You don’t like me drinking, do you?” She then asked seriously.

[Isaac]

Isaac shook his head, "No. I dont." He sighed, bowing his head slightly before continuing. "My mother..... got drunk a lot." At this statement, Isaac held his left forearm beneath the sleeve of his shirt, almost self-consciously. "She...... lost control a lot. I dont want you to..... lose control." Isaac said softly.

[Kalista(Retired)]

Kalista did then, something she wouldn’t have done for anyone else, she slid her dink away form her and reached out, taking his arm in her hand. “I’m sorry Isaac, I’ll stop. What do you hide from me?” She asked, her tone an unusual softness that had never before come out of her. “I promise Isaac, I will not ever lose control, I have already vowed that to myself, and now I vow it to you. I would never want to do anything to hurt you, nor would I ever let any do the same. I love you.”

[Isaac]

Isaac nodded and smiled slightly. He paused slightly as he fingered the cuff of his left sleeve, before slowly drawing it up. A series of faint scars from various old bruises were there, along with a thin scar. Isaac looked down shamefully. "i....." He said softly, trailing off.

[Kalista(Retired)]

Kalista ran her soft fingertips over the scares, a look of sadness crossing her face. Then slid over to him and put her arms about his shoulders, bringing him to her. “Yo don’t’ have to talk about it if you don’t want to.” She said softly.

[Isaac]

Isaac inhaled sharply, "When she hit me..... I truly felt like I was nothing. I wanted to feel something..... anything. So I went into the kitchen and I...." He dissolved into gasping sobs, pressing his face into Kalista's shoulder.

[Kalista(Retired)]

Kalista held his head in her hand; her look was a mixture of sadness and anger at his mother for treating him thusly. She said nothing, she didn’t have to, he knew how she felt. Tears welled up in her own eys now, she couldn’t stand the thought of anyone hurting Isaac, and to have it had been his own mother…

[Isaac]

Isaac sobbed into her shoulder. At this moment, he felt more pathetic than anything. He had forgotten about the scar, but now....

[Kalista(Retired)]

Kalista continued to hold him close, a stream of tears ran down her cheek to blend in his hair. She had not meant, by any means to bring up such horrible memories for him, but, like all had told her, it is always best to remember these things, even if we do not want, they are what makes us who we are.

She stoked his hair softly and them began to hum a song she remembered from old times, it was always soothing to her although a bit sad at the same time. The notes came from her lips with as much feeling as she felt just now, each perfectly pitched sound bringing the tears to her eyes even more so than before,

[Isaac]

Isaac whimpered into her shoulder, "Im sorry Im sorry Im so sorry" He repeated in a muffled tone.

[Kalista(Retired)]

Her song continued, her angelic voice soothing her own tears now, perhaps not so much his, but to her, the song was a necessity, one he’d find her quite often either singing or humming at any given time.

“You have nothing to be sorry about Isaac.” She said, her song momentarily suspended to talk to him. Then, she started dup again.

[Isaac]

Isaac's lips still moved, but his words were silenced. He resolved to hug Kalista tightly as her voice soothed him.

[Kalista(Retired)]

She held him close, her song continuing on, soothing, almost hypnotic with her angels’ voice. She would not let him go until he was ready; he’d have to let her know. She vowed at that moment never to drink again. He’d just have to get used to seeing her with a cup of cocoa in her hand from now on.

[Isaac]

Isaac sighed into her shoulder. He raised his head, wiping at his red eyes.

[Kalista(Retired)]

She let the notes of her song die out, her eyes looking down upon him. She kisses his forehead softly. “I’m sorry Isaac…” She said, still holding his head in her hand as he looked up at her