Trust Me RP

Auberon
"I feel like you're all words and no action," Auberon said sarcastically. "Obviously your parents didn't bother to teach you anything worth listenig to."

Outlaw 
One swift move and she’d spun him so he was facing away from her and had him in a tight throat grip. No one talked about her parents unless they had a death wish. 

Cora
Cora placed her face in her palm for a moment, shaking her head. "Outlaw, let him go," she said- she had been right. Auberon didn't care about whether he lived or died.

Last edited on 2018-07-29 at 23:55:59 by Rainy Days Stable

Outlaw 
She held her hold loose enough he could breath but tight enough he couldn’t get out of it and started dragging him back towards the house. 

Auberon
Auberon huffed and kicked her in the knee, pushing his hand against her arm and managing to slip out of her grasp.

Outlaw 
Her knee gave out, and she swiftly got back to her feet. She didn’t say a word, just spun and headed towards her truck, limping heavily. He wanted to die, go ahead. She wouldn’t bother anymore. She pulled out her truck keys from where she’d hid them after taking them from an unknowing Brook. 

Auberon
Auberon turned and ran as far as he could, even though he didn't know where that was or how dangerous that would turn out.

Cora
Cora cursed and went running after Outlaw, stopping at the truck and watchng her quietly.

Outlaw 
“What” she snapped at Cora, going around to the drivers side. 

Cora
"I dunno, you tell me!" Cora shot back.

Outlaw 
“Tell you what” she replied harshly, getting more and more worked up, although she didn’t appear to be. 

Cora
"Well, I suppose shoving people around and telling them what to do is your specialty isn't it? Maybe if you had asked him what was wrong he would've gone back!" Cora snapped. "And now we got a crazed kid on the loose who could potentially kill a ton of people and get himself killed for it too, and you're probably just gonna go back to doing whatver you do because you don't care!"

Outlaw 
“Then you deal with him. I’m outta here. It ain’t my responsibility” she replied, unlocking the drivers door and swinging into the truck. 

Auberon
"How is this not your responsibility?" Cora questioned. "I know you care about him."

Outlaw 
“He don’t want help. He won’t get it” she replied. 

Cora
"He wants help, not order! You were telling him what to do, not helping him with what he needs!" She protested.