“Of course I wanted to leave, how could I not? Everything was so messed up! But I didn’t, I’m still here, Kia is back yet sometimes I still feel like everyone is still pushing down on me.Sometimes I still feel like I want to leave because if one more person asks me am I okay I’m going to go fucking crazy. So what if I get a bit quiet sometimes and I’m not a peppy as I used to be? It’s been a long year. It’s not pushing people away, the last thing I want is to end up so bad I become my Mom. I don’t want to be by myself okay? But who is going to stick with a whiny little sob story? No one. There is nothing wrong. The thing that kept me here, the thing that is still keeping me here, is and was Nora. She was the only one who didn’t keep bringing up stuff I didn’t want to talk about. She was the only one who didn’t make me feel like I was drowning. There is nothing seriously wrong, I was just fed up. I used to think there was something wrong, but there isn’t. I’m okay now,” Heath said, losing the pleading tone in his voice and going into a full scale rant. It had been a long year, and he was fed up, but he was getting better at it. He was getting better at controlling his rash emotions and fighting off the stress of everything. Never before would he have told Henry anything about Nora, but he felt like it was important to add in that although sometimes everyone else worrying can be comforting, he needed to breathe. Taking a deep breath, Heath sighed,”Sorry, that wasn’t nice. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“There is no preparing once me and El get together, you haven’t got a chance,” Heath smirked. It was true, Henry didn’t know when it was coming or what it would be. “No it’s not, it was…something I shouldn’t have mentioned,” Heath offered. “I’m going. If I don’t go now, I’ll never see her again I guess.”
“I don’t blame you for wanting to leave but for the record I’m glad you didn’t,” even if he hadn’t exactly been around while everything was happening. Which he felt guilty for. He knew what is was like to have your parents split and have your family fall apart, he should’ve been there. It didn’t matter that he was four or so when his parents split, he still should’ve been there. “I’m sorry if we still seem like we’re hounding you, we’re still worried.” Plus they were sort of instructed to let Kia do her thing until she seemed normal again. Henry sighed rubbing his hands up and down his legs. “Alright, you have a point. I know it’d drive me too and I know I wouldn’t be upbeat either. I guess it’s just with everything that’s happened, that could happen….well our parents aren’t the only ones whose minds jump to the worst conclusions.” He made a face that was a mix between experiencing a sour taste and a grimace. “Hey, as long as I have a say you’re not going to end up like her and you’re not going to be alone. Your family loves you, Nora loves you. We’re not ever going to give up on you or leave you. You’re not a sob story either. What you’re dealing with is hard and you’re allowed to complain or whatever you want about it.” Well within reason but Henry figured Heath already knew that and didn’t need him scolding him about that too. Another sigh. “We both know things are wrong, in both our lives and families. Every family has their problems, it’s okay for things to be wrong,” he tried to shrug and make it so it wasn’t solely about Heath. It was the truth, Heath’s family just seemed to have everything be wrong though. ”I’m glad Nora helped,” at least someone did when Henry couldn’t. “And if you say nothing’s wrong then I’ll believe you,” he lied. He didn’t believe him but sometimes it helped more to tell them were okay, that they would be okay, than it was to force them to talk. He also didn’t want to upset him more now that he was getting angry, even though that clearly indicated that he was not okay and that things were still wrong. Again, Henry was just going to side with him instead of risking an argument happening. “I’ve seen worse,” Henry gave an easy smile and raising an eyebrow. Hulk and Black widow reference much?
Henry rolled his yes. “Don’t remind me. I can at least retaliate a little and be a challenge at least.” When he got into it as well that was. Sometimes he just took whatever they had for him until they eventually stopped. “I’m not mad,” Henry clapped his hands together and then held them outstretched trying to display he had no hurt feelings over it. “It was over how many years ago? It’s fine.” He gave Heath a look before nodding. “Alright, if you’re sure then go. Just be careful.” He knew he sounded like an older brother or even a dad by saying that but he wanted Heath to be okay.
“Bullshit it’s nothing,” Henry said sternly. He knew Heath wasn’t a talker but he also knew he couldn’t keep everything to himself and bottled up inside. “No one’s treating you like a baby, that’s just how you’re interpreting it.” Henry sighed. He wasn’t looking to start a fight. He gave him a sharp look. “Look, I’m trying to help like everyone else. You can’t keep pushing us away. It doesn’t do anything but make everything worse.”
“Oh yeah that’s totally it,” Henry scoffed with a laugh and eye roll. Henry was pretty used to this teasing, it didn’t even phase him now. “It’s fine,” Henry said though his jaw was still tense. He knew Heath hadn’t meant to upset him but on that topic it was hard for Henry not to. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to too,” He repeated.
“How could I not interpret it that way? When Kia left everyone became so protective it was suffocating. I’m not pushing anyone away, I just want room to breathe, if it was something serious you know I would tell you, but it isn’t,” Heath said, half ranting, half pleading. He didn’t want to fight, he hated fighting with people now. It was too draining.
“You know is!” He laughed. “We will definitely get you next time,” he told him. “No it’s not fine, I shouldn’t have said anything,” Heath should have known. He had grown up with Henry never mentioning his parents divorce so Heath should have known he didn’t like talking about it. “Yeah okay.”
“We became protective because we didn’t want to lose you either,” Henry said. His voice was calm but there was a hint of frustration and tension in it. His voice was almost too controlled. “You and Kia were close, we didn’t want you to go away as well. “You call it room to breathe, I call it pushing everyone away and trying to deal with everyone alone.” Henry took a deep breath in and then forced it out. “Fine,” he said a little harshly before sighing again and calming himself. “I’m trusting you and taking your word on that. If it’s something serious you tell me. Even if it’s not, you can tell me as well,” he offered sounding more like his normal self again.
“Yeah I don’t doubt that for a second,” Henry chuckled. “I’ll just have to prepare myself for it I guess.” Though there wasn’t any preparing he really could do. “Really it’s fine,” Henry insisted. “You were right, I know what it’s like to have split parents and know it’s not an ideal conversation to have. You were only speaking the truth, it’s fine.” Henry couldn’t blame him because honestly it was all true. Henry was just usually sore about it which wasn’t Heath’s fault. “I’m serious Heath,” he tried once more, “If you don’t want to go don’t.”
Noelle was sitting on the couch of the Rossi home, humming the tune to ‘Castle On a Cloud’ from Les Miserables. The small child was coloring on a piece of paper, ironically drawing a castle on a cloud. “Do you think he will like it?” Noelle showed David the picture, tilting her head to the side. “It’s wonderful! I’m sure he will love it.” David smiled at her, and motioned for her to come closer when he heard Henry coming downstairs. Noelle looked at the stairs, and then back at David who was whispering into her ear as Henry came downstairs. “That’s him, princess.”
Noelle snapped her head around quickly, her dirty blonde hair whipping around. “Really?” Noelle questioned, before hopping off of Rossi’s knee and making her way over to Henry. “I’m Noelle.” The tiny girl waved her hand, and flicked her hair over her shoulder. “I drew something for you.” Noelle shyly handed over the drawing. “Do you like it?”
Drawing closer to the room, he hears singing. It’s a tiny voice but it’s pretty even if the song is sad. He listened a moment before shaking himself and moving forward. He tried to not be affected by the fact David was whispering to the girl. He had no idea what he was saying and he was nervous. Apparently he was only saying that he was her dad because the small child came bounding up to him picture in hand.
At her greeting, a smile instantly formed on his face. “Hi Noelle. You have a very pretty name,” he complimented her. “I’m Henry,” he stuck his hand out for her to shake but received a picture instead. Still smiling, he looked down at the drawing. “A castle on a cloud,” he smiled. “I love it, Noelle, thank you very much. I’ll cherish it forever,” she hugged the piece of paper to his heart showing her how much he loved it. He really did love it too. The first drawing his daughter made for him. Oh how surreal it was.
He guided her back to the coffee table, trying not to look up at David. He was so paranoid he was going to mess something up or scare her away. He didn’t want Dave to witness that but at the same time it was slightly comforting having his presence there for the both of them. “Do you want to color some more while you tell me about your castle?” He suggested placing a piece of paper in front of each of them.
Sophia laughed softly at his compliment. “Thanks. You um..you don’t look too bad yourself, you know.” She bit her lip, before offering a smile. Henry was a softie and that was one of the many things she liked about him. He was a jock, but he didn’t come off as such. He didn’t try to be someone he wasn’t, he was just..Henry, and that was what had Sophia so drawn to him.
Sophia was ecstatic about spending time with him today. They were best friends, someone she felt very close to, someone she felt like she could tell everything to. Well, almost everything. She hadn’t told him anything that had been going on with her lately. Sophia, being the girl that she was, didn’t want to be a burden on anybody, so she kept every feeling, every ounce of emotion to herself, dealing with it the best way she knew how; on her own. She knew it wasn’t good for her, but she couldn’t help it. She knew that regardless of whether or not they had lost touch, Sophia had to tell him how she felt or she’d never get the opportunity.
Getting into the car and closing the door, she raised an eyebrow as he started to speak. She smiled one of reassuring smiles and shook her head. “It’s okay. It was a two way street. I tried here and there, and there were things I wanted to talk to you about, but I figured it could wait until you came home and I figured you didn’t need to be bothered with little high school problems. Plus with my photography and everything I kinda fell off the face of the Earth there for a little bit.” she reassured, before playing with her fingers. She didn’t know how to get out what she needed to, but she would,she just had to figure out the best way to bring it up.
“you know, a coffee sounds great.” she nodded, then laughed seeing him grin. He knew her far too well; she’d find some way to cover her coffee whether it would be slipping a few dollars into his cup holder or threw it into his seat when he dropped her off. She bit her lip looking over at him. “Henry, I need to tell you something and you’re going to think I’m absolutely crazy. But I need to get it off my chest because it’s like one of those suction cup fish things like in Spongebob that’s going to keep nagging me until I get it out.” Great. She was rambling. Shit. Shit. Shit. She pushed a strand of hair out of her face, and took a deep breath. “I know that we’ve lost touch and everything, but I like you. I’ve had the biggest crush on you since Freshman year. But I always thought you’d never go for a girl like me, especially now. And, there’s so much I have to tell you, not only because you’re my best friend, but because you’re the guy I have a huge crush on, and I’m scared that once you find out, you’ll leave me, and you’ll hate me.” She said, as her voice cracked, she could tell she was close to tears. “I..I couldn’t handle that. You’re my Superman, Henry.”
As excited Henry was to be with Sophia today, he was also worried. They were best friends, always had been, therefore he could sense when something was wrong and there was a strong indication that there was. Not that he’d be blunt about it or force her to talk about but he was aware and watching. He wouldn’t push her to talk though, he knew pushing wouldn’t do much or get them very far. Especially when all the BAU parents seemed to do that enough, the last thing the BAU kids wanted was more probing. Still, Sophia and him were close-extremely close. While they might have lost touch for a pretty long period of time, he still cared and was intuitive to her. He wanted to know what was going on but wasn’t sure how to go about it. He knew how Sophia was and how she didn’t want to bother anyone but she could never bother him. He wishes she would see and understand that and not try to handle everything on her own. He also knew he had to address it eventually, he would never be able to forgive himself if he didn’t; this was Sophia and he cared about her. A lot. Therefore he had some making up to do for letting their communication suffer.
Henry chuckled at her attempts to make him feel better but it wasn’t working. “It’s not okay Sophia. I…I shouldn’t have let it happen.” He sighed when she admitted she had tried. Why hadn’t he answered during those times? Was he asleep? Was he partying? Was he drinking and smoking? Was he having a seizure? There were so many possible answer, most of them were ones he’d be ashamed to admit. Nevertheless, he could feel the guilt rising in him. She had needed him and he hadn’t been there and even worse he, more than likely, had been partying, smoking, or something else he wouldn’t care to mention. “See, that’s exactly why it wasn’t okay,” he said shifting in the seat slightly, “I promised to be there for you and I wasn’t. I’m sorry but you’re never a burden Sophia, ever. Don’t think that and your “high school” problems don’t seem minor to me. If they’re upsetting you then they matter to me,” he replied honestly wanting to emphasize that he did care about her even if he had done an awful job of showing it during the school year. “I’m glad you were able to find some enjoyment though,” he added with a very small grin. “You’ve always loved photography, painting, and the arts.” Which was something Henry had always admired about her. It was indescribable to watch someone just fully lose themselves in what they loved and every time he loved her do her passion that’s what he saw.
“I know that look,” he smiled wider, “And don’t even think about it. I’m still paying,” he restated. He wanted this to be his treat and maybe if things went well it could qualify as a first date. If not, he still wanted to pay for her. He looked at her again when she said she needed to tell him something and then went into her ramble. When she said he’d think she was crazy he quickly grabbed one of her hands and shook his head “You could never be crazy, Sophia.” He commented quickly before letting her finish her rambling. Waiting for her to say whatever it was he could feel knots forming in his stomach and he didn’t know why. At the confession his eyes widened in slight surprise. He didn’t know what he ad been expecting but certainly not that. “Sophia, Sophia,” He shook his head with a slight chuckle. He found it almost cute that she couldn’t see he liked her too. Then he realized she was probably taking this the wrong way so he pulled to the side and held her hands meeting her eyes. “Why wouldn’t I like you Sophia? You’re this terrific girl, who’s beautiful and smart and talented with the biggest heart around. I’d be a fool if I didn’t like you and…” he rubbed at the back of his neck, “I’ve like you for a while too. I thought you didn’t see me that way,” he admitted shyly. “You’re my best friend, I didn’t want to risk losing that.” He ran his thumbs over her hands trying to soothe her, “Why are you so afraid of telling me? I promise, nothing’s going to make me run away Sophia. I’m not going to leave or hate you either.” He met her eyes again and when he saw the tears forming he gently cupped her face. “Shh, don’t cry. It’s just me, it’s okay,” he said calmingly. “I would never do that Sophia, you’re my Wonder Woman.”
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Also I think some of you owe me replies that have to do with the Noelle plot
Happy Valentines Day, Henry.
Thanks Sophia, did you have a good day?
Yeah, I did. I had a really good day. How about yourself?
Yeah I did as well.
I love you too. ;)
Yeah I guess I love you little bro. I’m kidding, I do
Happy Valentines Day, Henry.
Thanks Sophia, did you have a good day?