Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 26, 2012 10:49:57 GMT -5
** Please note this happened during the week in between. Thanks, have a nice day**
[Nami]
My feet take me back to that place, fist gently raps on the door I once could have called my own, to a house I had once resided deep within, hidden behind something more than a faked smile. Back then I had been stronger, able to stand on my own two feet. Back then I firmly had my head screwed on...
Sometimes I wish I never met Neku...
Letting out a sigh I knock again, this time louder. After a moment I hear the door unlock and then softly burning, deep ocean colored eyes stare out at me. After a moment the door is slammed in my face. No words needed to explain how Darla Michelle LeBeau has taken my appearance.
I smile to myself...
"Somethings will never change."
So I knock again only to receive a very weak sounding voice, but I can tell its Dar's, it sends a shutter through me, "Leave me alone.'' She's barely putting up a front... What is wrong with her?
She hadn't locked the door so I grip the handle and shove my way in. When I see she isn't next to the door, rather she's sitting on the stairs and staring at me as I open it...
She's... Reclusive it seems...
"Hey, Dar, Cuz... Whatsup?" My words are only offered a glare. It holds nothing in it and I shut the door. After a minute or two I speak again. "I'm sorry I haven't visited you in forever... Its just--"
"I know what it is, Namine!" She shouts at me and her glare is real this time. "What it always is with you! A boy!" She stands and huffs as she crosses to me with enough fury behind her I can almost not see the loneliness in her eyes, almost don't hear the plead in her voice.
I smiles sadly at her, "I missed you too."
She growls before stepping so close I have to back into the door, one of her hands coming to rest next to my head. Her intense gaze staring me down, calculating. Then she snorts and screams in my face, "You've NEVER missed me! What makes you think you do now? Huh? You feeling pity for me? HUH?! Well DON'T!!" She snarls in my face, but I regard her coolly, my head level once more, my balance returning faster than my sanity. "YOU FEEL NOTHING FOR ME! DON'T YOU LIE NAMINE JOY LEBEAU!! ADMIT IT!! YOU FIND MY MISERABLE EXISTENCE AMUSING!!! YOU ENJOY HAVING EVERYTHING WHILE I HAVE NOTHING! ALWAYS NOTHING!!!"
Her words sting, but I just shake my head. Gently I reach out and touch her shoulder. Her gaze is wild as she leans in next to my ear, "You left me with him, you left him for him, do you know what I had to go through? Huh?! All the suicidal words? All those days where he barely even payed attention to himself! He's worse than YOU in a depression!" Her hands next to me curls into a fist and then slams next to my head. "I was scared, Namine! SCARED! And did you care? Did you care for a moment?"
Despite not entirely remembering what he was talking about, a part of me knows the answer. And I know its not what she needs to hear, its not what she wants to hear. Slowly I exhale and shake my head no, "I'm sorry... I've been so busy with Neku and Shiki and the Network... I forgot about you..."
"Humph," She pulls back, crossing her arms over her chest, suddenly guarded. "I'm guessing you've come here to get something from me? Well go on, its not like I actually own much, most stuff here is your own or what he left behind."
Sighing I shake my head no again, "I... I needed to talk with you, Darla... I... I need you..."
It takes a moment for those words to sink in. And when they do she takes a step back from me, watching me as if I had grown another head. According to her logic I probably just had.
"I need you, Darla."
We stand in silence a long moment before she walks away, her feet moving her to the once white couch in the once clean living room. Not that its disgusting, its just you can tell that she hasn't dusted in here for a little while. So I tread lightly to keep from picking anything up and come to perch next to her. After another short silence she's looking at me, waiting and watching.
Finally I nod and yank down a fingerless glow on my left arm. She examines what she sees there before glaring at me, "You stupid, STUPID child!" She shakes her head at me as she takes in the mark there, its more than a cut, its a design, silver in color. She reaches out to touch it and blinks rapidly before muttering. "You sealed it in blood again... You MORON! Why can't you stop yourself from doing stupid, selfish things!"
Wincing I frown at her, "I... I don't... Don't know what it is..."
Her gaze snaps to my face and then I can see her rage return to her full force. She grasps my shoulder in a death grip, "Lets find out how stupid you where." And then her forehead presses to mine, her eyes falling closed. At first nothing happened but then, suddenly I'm paralyzed with pain.
My mouth falls open in a silent scream.
But she keeps pushing and shoving in my mind, grasping onto ties I hadn't know existed. Or maybe they had been missing. I can hear her teeth grit and then I can feel a tugging, literally as if she's trying to tear my brain in half. Emotions begin to over flow me and suddenly I am screaming, I am thrashing.
I throw her away from me, snapping out bound, destroying her focus. And I scream and scream and scream. Its endless, the pain and the emotions, over flowing me, shattering me.
Then, suddenly, it all stops.
Come... Join me... I promise to protect you...
And all goes black.
-----
[Darla]
I can only watch as my attempts at finding the missing ties has done to my cousin. Her back arching as she screams, hands clutching her head. Her eyes wide and lifeless. Another scream leaves her.
But, as a scream gurgles out, she falls. Her face plants on the couch next to her, body twitching a couple times before all is at ease. As if she is just resting. After a moment I exhale a shaky breath, eyes watching her and mind full of confusion.
But then...
Something dawns on me.
This has happened once before to someone I loved. My teeth grit and I glare in her direction, "So... It wasn't Angel then... Its the source..."
And then I stand, brushing myself off. Then go about what I was doing previous... Cleaning the house from top to bottom. I leave out a bar of chocolate and a glass of water for her with a little bit of lemon as I clean upstairs. When I return she's sitting with her legs curled up her. Her gaze drifts up at me, warm and happy.
I can only guess how non-traumatizing her unconscious must of been compared to what she had gone through. Smiling softly to her, or at least trying to, I sit next to her. She offers me some chocolate, I take the piece and pop it in my mouth.
A few moments later she's turning dazzling and happy eyes on me, "I had a dream."
"Isn't that speech copy righted?" I joke after a moment of her just beaming at me and she wrinkles her nose at me. So I laugh at her. "Alright... Shoot, Cuz." Why am I being so nice? She doesn't deserve this...
"Alright here it goes..."
And she launched into a dream about love. About sunshine. And about a man, at first she didn't realize they were a man, but they loved her and that's all that mattered. They were in love. No matter where they went they were in love, everything was perfect. But she lingered on the details of how he kissed her, always him first and always she was fully there, never once was she living in fear she may send him off the deep end.
And then she began to describe memories of him. And I am floored. They aren't correct of course. She's leaving out the most important details, the parts where he would beat her. The parts where he would take her against her will. The parts where she used to scream for help, but none would come... I was too scared myself to do anything... The parts where she defended him with her life when all he did was hurt her...
She's forgotten it all...
All, but the happy memories...
And that...
That's my fault...
After that she asks how I've been so I tell her it straight, "Lonely as hell, come around more often stupid." And she just laughs at me, that dreamy look still in her eyes. Then she promises to show up more often before standing and letting me know she must get going, that people where probably missing her. I frown, knowing who she meant by people. So I stand as well and place a hand on her should, "Namine... He loves you... Don't do anything stupider than me from now on... Okay?" She gives me a confused look, but...
"Okay~." She agrees, she beams and then she leaves...
And I know all is not okay...
Something is seriously wrong...
And I'm going to kill the person responsible for screwing with her brain again. She's my cousin, therefore my responsibility!
".. Just you wait, demon, I'm coming for you... And you're gonna be hacked apart..."
[End Thread]
[Nami]
My feet take me back to that place, fist gently raps on the door I once could have called my own, to a house I had once resided deep within, hidden behind something more than a faked smile. Back then I had been stronger, able to stand on my own two feet. Back then I firmly had my head screwed on...
Sometimes I wish I never met Neku...
Letting out a sigh I knock again, this time louder. After a moment I hear the door unlock and then softly burning, deep ocean colored eyes stare out at me. After a moment the door is slammed in my face. No words needed to explain how Darla Michelle LeBeau has taken my appearance.
I smile to myself...
"Somethings will never change."
So I knock again only to receive a very weak sounding voice, but I can tell its Dar's, it sends a shutter through me, "Leave me alone.'' She's barely putting up a front... What is wrong with her?
She hadn't locked the door so I grip the handle and shove my way in. When I see she isn't next to the door, rather she's sitting on the stairs and staring at me as I open it...
She's... Reclusive it seems...
"Hey, Dar, Cuz... Whatsup?" My words are only offered a glare. It holds nothing in it and I shut the door. After a minute or two I speak again. "I'm sorry I haven't visited you in forever... Its just--"
"I know what it is, Namine!" She shouts at me and her glare is real this time. "What it always is with you! A boy!" She stands and huffs as she crosses to me with enough fury behind her I can almost not see the loneliness in her eyes, almost don't hear the plead in her voice.
I smiles sadly at her, "I missed you too."
She growls before stepping so close I have to back into the door, one of her hands coming to rest next to my head. Her intense gaze staring me down, calculating. Then she snorts and screams in my face, "You've NEVER missed me! What makes you think you do now? Huh? You feeling pity for me? HUH?! Well DON'T!!" She snarls in my face, but I regard her coolly, my head level once more, my balance returning faster than my sanity. "YOU FEEL NOTHING FOR ME! DON'T YOU LIE NAMINE JOY LEBEAU!! ADMIT IT!! YOU FIND MY MISERABLE EXISTENCE AMUSING!!! YOU ENJOY HAVING EVERYTHING WHILE I HAVE NOTHING! ALWAYS NOTHING!!!"
Her words sting, but I just shake my head. Gently I reach out and touch her shoulder. Her gaze is wild as she leans in next to my ear, "You left me with him, you left him for him, do you know what I had to go through? Huh?! All the suicidal words? All those days where he barely even payed attention to himself! He's worse than YOU in a depression!" Her hands next to me curls into a fist and then slams next to my head. "I was scared, Namine! SCARED! And did you care? Did you care for a moment?"
Despite not entirely remembering what he was talking about, a part of me knows the answer. And I know its not what she needs to hear, its not what she wants to hear. Slowly I exhale and shake my head no, "I'm sorry... I've been so busy with Neku and Shiki and the Network... I forgot about you..."
"Humph," She pulls back, crossing her arms over her chest, suddenly guarded. "I'm guessing you've come here to get something from me? Well go on, its not like I actually own much, most stuff here is your own or what he left behind."
Sighing I shake my head no again, "I... I needed to talk with you, Darla... I... I need you..."
It takes a moment for those words to sink in. And when they do she takes a step back from me, watching me as if I had grown another head. According to her logic I probably just had.
"I need you, Darla."
We stand in silence a long moment before she walks away, her feet moving her to the once white couch in the once clean living room. Not that its disgusting, its just you can tell that she hasn't dusted in here for a little while. So I tread lightly to keep from picking anything up and come to perch next to her. After another short silence she's looking at me, waiting and watching.
Finally I nod and yank down a fingerless glow on my left arm. She examines what she sees there before glaring at me, "You stupid, STUPID child!" She shakes her head at me as she takes in the mark there, its more than a cut, its a design, silver in color. She reaches out to touch it and blinks rapidly before muttering. "You sealed it in blood again... You MORON! Why can't you stop yourself from doing stupid, selfish things!"
Wincing I frown at her, "I... I don't... Don't know what it is..."
Her gaze snaps to my face and then I can see her rage return to her full force. She grasps my shoulder in a death grip, "Lets find out how stupid you where." And then her forehead presses to mine, her eyes falling closed. At first nothing happened but then, suddenly I'm paralyzed with pain.
My mouth falls open in a silent scream.
But she keeps pushing and shoving in my mind, grasping onto ties I hadn't know existed. Or maybe they had been missing. I can hear her teeth grit and then I can feel a tugging, literally as if she's trying to tear my brain in half. Emotions begin to over flow me and suddenly I am screaming, I am thrashing.
I throw her away from me, snapping out bound, destroying her focus. And I scream and scream and scream. Its endless, the pain and the emotions, over flowing me, shattering me.
Then, suddenly, it all stops.
Come... Join me... I promise to protect you...
And all goes black.
-----
[Darla]
I can only watch as my attempts at finding the missing ties has done to my cousin. Her back arching as she screams, hands clutching her head. Her eyes wide and lifeless. Another scream leaves her.
But, as a scream gurgles out, she falls. Her face plants on the couch next to her, body twitching a couple times before all is at ease. As if she is just resting. After a moment I exhale a shaky breath, eyes watching her and mind full of confusion.
But then...
Something dawns on me.
This has happened once before to someone I loved. My teeth grit and I glare in her direction, "So... It wasn't Angel then... Its the source..."
And then I stand, brushing myself off. Then go about what I was doing previous... Cleaning the house from top to bottom. I leave out a bar of chocolate and a glass of water for her with a little bit of lemon as I clean upstairs. When I return she's sitting with her legs curled up her. Her gaze drifts up at me, warm and happy.
I can only guess how non-traumatizing her unconscious must of been compared to what she had gone through. Smiling softly to her, or at least trying to, I sit next to her. She offers me some chocolate, I take the piece and pop it in my mouth.
A few moments later she's turning dazzling and happy eyes on me, "I had a dream."
"Isn't that speech copy righted?" I joke after a moment of her just beaming at me and she wrinkles her nose at me. So I laugh at her. "Alright... Shoot, Cuz." Why am I being so nice? She doesn't deserve this...
"Alright here it goes..."
And she launched into a dream about love. About sunshine. And about a man, at first she didn't realize they were a man, but they loved her and that's all that mattered. They were in love. No matter where they went they were in love, everything was perfect. But she lingered on the details of how he kissed her, always him first and always she was fully there, never once was she living in fear she may send him off the deep end.
And then she began to describe memories of him. And I am floored. They aren't correct of course. She's leaving out the most important details, the parts where he would beat her. The parts where he would take her against her will. The parts where she used to scream for help, but none would come... I was too scared myself to do anything... The parts where she defended him with her life when all he did was hurt her...
She's forgotten it all...
All, but the happy memories...
And that...
That's my fault...
After that she asks how I've been so I tell her it straight, "Lonely as hell, come around more often stupid." And she just laughs at me, that dreamy look still in her eyes. Then she promises to show up more often before standing and letting me know she must get going, that people where probably missing her. I frown, knowing who she meant by people. So I stand as well and place a hand on her should, "Namine... He loves you... Don't do anything stupider than me from now on... Okay?" She gives me a confused look, but...
"Okay~." She agrees, she beams and then she leaves...
And I know all is not okay...
Something is seriously wrong...
And I'm going to kill the person responsible for screwing with her brain again. She's my cousin, therefore my responsibility!
".. Just you wait, demon, I'm coming for you... And you're gonna be hacked apart..."
[End Thread]
