My Brother, Tell Me What We're Fighting For

[Cindy Cassandra Winchester]

It seem like ages since she felt so mad at her smart face little brother, and it hurt to feel this way with him over their conversation. She was so fill of self-loathing at her phobia of heights and of flying; so fill of loathing at her brother for pointing it out to her. Their heated brawl over the phone was boiling over and ended in Oliver's hatred filled voice of her liking Wilbur's company and his hanging up his phone on her.

There was no easy word to say this and she was shock by this percipiency: Oliver was jealous!

Cindy couldn't believe it. Jealousy? Her brother? It was so whimsy and yet she understood. Her comprehension was slow in coming nowadays, but she knew why he felt this way. She licked her sudden dry lips at the 'too late factor' of her knowing about this sooner. She thought Lenita was making Oliver not very notice her, but she should had distinguish the difference between her brother wanting her company to not even needing it. She was so blind by the perseveringly attention and love of Nathan to herself.

Poor Orville. Of course, he would feel left out on so many levels. His brother from the aeroplane era and his sister from this latter era; totally in love and haven't cared about the time nor day of what was happening with him. Cindy felt lousy and lame. She was neglecting him and so was Wilbur. She loathed herself from the sinful omission and darken negligence of Oliver. No wonder why he was so upset with her.

It was just hang gliding. She could do it! Then why was she shaking at the mere thought or image of flight? She sighed. She had been so outrageous and so frighten by the proposal he admitted to plan and had the tickets for that she didn't think before saying things she shouldn't had. Those tickets were probably not refundable. She sighed sadly.

Her fierce fury was burnt out as she continued to walk to her brother's dormitory. She paused outside his door and raised a hand to knock on the door, but it open itself and she automatically moved back. The door closed behind the girl just coming out.

"He doesn't want to talk to you." Lenita stated and crossed her arms. "I want to talk with him," she responded to her brother's girlfriend's furious statement. "Please," she pleaded. A few moments passed and Lenita reluctantly agreed. Cindy opened the door and walked inside.

"Oliver," she said gingerly and walked over to his bed. "I didn't mean it," she said sincerely. "Please forgive me," she cluttered her hands into fists in sadness. Tears were brimming her eyelids and she noticed Lenita sitting next to Oliver in support for him.

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www.polyvore.com/brother_my/set?id=32196848 <Cindy
www.polyvore.com/drink_wild_air/set?id=32189818 <Lenita

[Oliver Lee Winchester]

It seemed like a great idea at first! The perfect double date for the four of them to go on. Yes, he was well aware that Cindy was afraid of flying, but surely that fear didn't extend to hang gliders, did it? And even if it did, hang gliders were a good start to getting over her more prominent fears of aircraft. He let her know in his initial voicemail that he and the others would be there for her, and if Cindy truly didn't want to go up on the hang glider, she didn't have to. He wasn't going to drag her on one or anything, he just wanted her to give it a try.

In retrospect, it might have been wise to report that in the voicemail as well.

Instead, everything blew up in his face. All of his careful planning was for naught. She'd called him a moron and stated that she was coming for him after he made the big reveal, certainly not the reaction that he was hoping for. It wasn't so much those accusations that bothered him. He could accept that those were heat of the moment, and that she might relax after the two discussed the matter a bit more. It probably didn't help that he wasn't entirely relaxed after the outburst himself, and thus said a few things himself without thinking.

It was the accusation that he was taking over her life that was the worst. How on Earth was he taking over her life when he rarely had the chance to see her as of late? Part of this was admittedly his fault (though honestly, why would he want to admit it in this sort of mood), but part of it was hers as well. It was this accusation that caused emotions pushed down to boil up to the surface and spew forth, much like they had at the Riverdale history museum in September. He'd accused her of only wanting to spend time with Wilbur, and no one else, and slammed his cell phone shut before he even heard his sister's response.

Did he truly think his sister was going to up and abandon him? Not entirely. She was his sister, an irreplaceable presence in his life for better or worse. In moments of anger, though, logic likes to take a vacation. He didn't really think Wilbur and Cindy were going to abandon him completely, but it was true that he felt left out of things recently, and that he was afraid that he was being pushed aside to some extent. Wilbur and Orville Wright were reunited again for the first time in nearly a century. Oliver and Cindy Winchester made up after three years of strain on their brother/sister relationship. These newly formed partnerships were threatened by a new partnership, a partnership that did not go back nearly as far as the other two - Nate and Cindy. Wilbur and Cindy. Wilbur and Harriet. It wasn't logical to feel threatened, but logic often took a backseat in the face of strong emotions. And Oliver was hurt at his sister's vehement denial at his attempts to help her overcome her fears. This hurt manifested in anger, and he'd nearly destroyed a remote control car by kicking it into the wall after the phone conversation ended. Was it childish? Yes. But it felt damn good to do it.

Oliver was standing over the damage, wondering if it would even be worth it to fix the thing when he'd heard a knock at the door. Lenita's presence helped to soothe him a bit, though it was inevitable that she asked what was wrong. He explained, of course. Contrary to what The Wizard believed, Oliver did not keep secrets from Lenita.

Oliver became puzzled when his girlfriend moved out from his arms and stomped toward the door, marching out and slamming the door behind her. He could only hope that he hadn't pissed her off too now. That would just make his day. Instead, Oliver heard voices on the other side of the door. First Lenita, then Cindy. "She's right, you know."[/color] Oliver stated in a bitter tone as he glared at the door in a fashion that might suggest that he was trying to set the door on fire with laser vision. When Cindy came into the room, Oliver refused to even look at her, instead focusing on the wall. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to look at Lenita. He finally conceded once Lenita took a seat next to him, and he was happy to see that she did not look entirely pleased with Cindy either.

Cindy was apologizing. Apologizing for what, though? Her apology was rather nondescript in nature. She'd said something that she didn't mean to, obviously, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. She might have just been saying it to rile him up, true, but there was also a chance that she truly believed what she'd said to him. Oliver could be a stubborn mule when upset, and the stubborn mule reared it's ugly head as Oliver simply looked away from Cindy. "Didn't mean what, exactly?"[/color] His tone was almost dangerous. It was calm. Too calm, given the situation. He bit down on his lip as Cindy asked him to forgive her. Did she really think it was as simple as that? "I thought you didn't want me butting in to your life?"[/color]

Word count: 935
To: Lenita/Cindy/Leah
Notes: I knew this would be a long one but...wow. XD