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roxxy looking down at the glinting silver of her bangles. they were beautiful the moonlight. she was beautiful in the moonlight. she smiled at the thought. she could never have looked more stunning in her fluid purple gown. it had a slit from the top of her right thigh down to the floor. the lavish silk dress was expensive, and it looked so with the off-shoulder straps and the empire waist. indeed, roxanna had never looked more beautiful under the subtle, seductive lights of the formal dinner party, hosted at the lake. there had been boards put down, so as no sand would enter it, there were were beautiful lights strung here and there, candles on the tables.

the occasion? it was roxanna's birthday. today, she had turned eighteen. and she looked like the glorious young woman who looked like she had a whole future ahead of her. there had been dancing and music, singing and laughter. she had had a very good birthday. but now, the droplets of rain were falling from heaven, bidding her to say farewell. she was tired. she had had a very good day though. so now, she glanced at the silver bangles that had real diamonds in them, tiny diamonds they were, but it was what she had wanted. leelyn had only known her little sister all too well. this bracelet was only one of the many presents she had been bestowed. she smiled as she walked towards her new 2009 dodge viper srt10.

looking at it now, her heart sped up in anticipation. she loved her new car. immensely. but...she hadn't even had the chance to drive it yet. but the many cars that lined the dirt road that went to the lake seemed to give praise to the black cherry viper with the two white racing stripes that was in the middle of the road, front pointed down the road towards the highway. the grill had a big red bow on it. roxxy could only smile and she went into laughter. reaching her car, she tore the bow off, and stuffed the red fabric in her back seat of the black leather interiored vehicle. she sat down finally, and closed the door. she felt like a kid again, like a kid at christmas.

seeing the keys, already in the ignition, she closed her eyes and started it. the engine wasn't as thunderous as she had expected it to be. she couldn't help the goofy grin that was on her face. she looked in her rearview mirror to see leelyn waving at her from the safety of the large gazebo, sheltering her and the rest of the party from the rain. just cause she had left didn't mean that the party had to end. leelyn knew this better than anyone else. then, she watched as her blond half-sister blew her a farewell kiss. and with that same smile, she put the viper into drive and barely touched the accelerator. the large of horsepower lurched forward at a scary speed. but roxxy took it all in stride.

she switched, stilettoed feet going to the brake and pressing down on it steadily. she came to a smooth stop at the edge of the dirt road, a dust storm behind her. she smiled and then went for a turn. she had to get to cafe de leche. to lock up. no one would be working there tonight, which made her feel rather odd. someone would always be at the cafe until even later at night. but not this night. most everyone was at her party. it was pouring now, but the traction of the tires was awesome so she made good time, not having to be extremely cautious. parking it on the side, she locked it and went into the lightless building. closing the door behind her, she flicked open the lights, to scream.

there was a sharp pain and then her world faded into black, but not without the glinting of a knife shining in her eyes.

she woke up to the smell of dead animal, rotting flesh. at first her vision was blurry and she felt dizzy and light-headed. she was tied up, her wrists binded so tightly with...wire. so here her waist and her feet and her legs... she gave a sudden start as she realized she was in her brazier and her panties. blue eyes sharper now, she picked up her head and immediately screamed. she was trying to kick but the wire was razor sharp and cut into her skin every single movement she made. she was in a butchery. there was blood and human and animal body parts everywhere. in a barrle, she could see blood seeping out of the bottom and a foot sticking out.

she screamed, sobbing, doing anything she could to get away. the stench was over whelming and there was so much blood. "HELP ME, GOD HELP ME!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! HEEEEELLLLLP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!" her voice was throaty and thick, yet at the same time soul-piercing. she couldn't move anymore. already her plain white panties were soaked with the blood that had poured down from the gashes made by the wire holding her waist. her wrists were dribbling as well. her legs were in bad shape as were her ankles. she could only scream now. there were mutilated bodies everywhere. some with their entrails spilled out, their faces grotesque masks of terror and agony.

but the one that was the most frightening was the one in front of her face, swinging to and fro gentle, playing a demonic swinging game with her face. it was hanging upside down, no shirt, with organs showing in the most disgusting of manners. and the head...there was 3/8 of a head, the reast blown off, and the gore encrusted and left inside of what did remain. roxxy was cried, trying her hardest to move, but only got cut deeper. she screamed shrilly in pain. she screamed for a long time, the haunting body in front of her, only inches from her face. she was hoarse now, "GOD....GOD HELP ME!!!! HELP ME, PLEASE..." she sobbed, bowing her head down, her arms muscles strained because of the abnormal position of her hands behind her back resting on the back of the chair.

she felt faint, like she was dying. as it was, the pool of rich, dark red blood around her on the gray tiled floor was her own blood. she was bleeding to death. her head was bowed, her sobbing still going with she heard the chainsaw start. then, she heard dark, eerie laughter that reverberated in her mind and she suddenly found her voice to scream again. she lifted her head and stared at the loose double doors that had one circular window through them each. suddenly, she could hear a deep screaming through her own. and in her horror, hers ended as she listened to the bass going into the highest soprano in terror and pain. all of a sudden, a tidal wave of red splashed the windows and the weightless swinging doors opened and a large, black head rolled across the room towards her feet.

her screams started again and she started to move erratically again, never minding the sharp cutting of her legs and waist, ankles and wrists. she knocked the chair over onto its side, her head hitting the hard, bloody floor and kicking the head upwards for it to finally rest nose to nose with her face. her screams never stopped as she realized who it was. MMMMMIIIIIIKKKKKKEEEEEEYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" then she fainted.

she woked not ten minutes later. the head was gone, and so was the horrifying body that had been hanging in front of her when she had woken up the first time. she was standing back up with the chair on all four legs. this time, there wasn't an inch of floor that didn't have blood on it. the floor was just one big puddle of blood. she sobbed softly, "please....anyone....help me..!" as if one cue, she could see a dark silhouette through one of the blood-stained windows. and the devil himself walking through the door, his clothes sodden with blood. his beautiful, tan face was clean, however. roxxy felt her heart stop. suddenly deeply pitted fury and just as deep fright shot through her.

"YOU BASTARD!!!!!!! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!!!!!!! IT'S ALL YOU!!!!! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU WHEN I GET OUT!!!!! YOU JUST WAIT, YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!" she yelled at him, loudly and defiantly, her eyes letting out tears but they were deathly afraid and so angry at the same time. but dimitri's smile, which had been so warm when he had entered the blood room dropped and he snarled vehemently, "you bitch, don't talk about my madre!" the brass knuckle he just happened to have on went to work, as he used his full power on punching her in the waist. roxxy couldn't even scream, or yelp. the air flew out of her like it was afraid to be in her lungs.

she was making the most unearthly sounds, trying to get oxygen back in her lungs. instead she coughed up blood. and already a malicious black bruise was percolating on her stomach. dimitri looked at roxxy, his completely obsidian eyes looking ghostly and haunting. running blooding hands through his silken brown-black hair, he sighed and said in a calmer voice. "now, phae, why did you leave me? you know i was so....attached to you." at this time, roxxy had finally gotten a little bit of air in her and she was breathing through her nose, as best as she could. she looked at him and spit at his feet.

"sweetheart! you distress me so. not a good thing to do in your place." he sighed and looked at her, a mocking, apology written in his face. then, he asked softly, "now, baby, can we start over? i know you had a nasty star-" dimitri was abruptly cut off. "motherfucker. i wouldn't start anything with you." she wrinkled up her nose and bared her teeth, the latina and irish temper getting the best of her. dimitri's eyes turned hard again and he said in a stiff voice, "that's offensive. i. don't. fuck. mothers. ah...well....i take that back." he chuckled darkly, white teeth showing against the smooth tanness of his face.

then, as fast as the strike of a cobra, dimitri delivered a hard blow to her cheek. the injured area immediately began to turn purple. and he backed away to admire his handiwork. roxxy was crying loud now, and she couldn't feel her jaw anymore . "purple does suit you. i would know...better than anyone else." his voice became seductive, soft like a lover. he came to her and from his tall height, he crouched down, and his hand caught her chin, forcing tear-stricken bright blue eyes to look at him. "you look incredibly sexy in blood." without another word, he took wire cutters to swiftly cut the wire from her thighs and her waist.

then, he threw the wire cutters across the room with a single flick of his wrist and spread his legs so he could sit in her lap, his front facing her. he looked down at brown-black hair, and then with a wicked smile, he tilted her head upwards so that those amazingly blue eyes were looking into his endless black ones. he smiled knowingly at her. she screamed at him, and tried to move, but his weight was too much for her. still, she moved anywhich way she could. "be still. you knew it was going to happen." roxxy was going ballistic. she was screaming. "NO NO NO NO NNNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!! YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME, FUCKING BASTARD!!! THEY WON'T LET YOU TOUCH ME!!!!" mr. lozano snorted with laughter and then lowered his voice to whisper in a matter-of-fact tone at her. "phae, no one can hear you."

then, he reached down to unzip his pants. but then, a massive man came in. "mr. lozano. they've found out. you've got to hurry up."

[/i] in his anger, dimitri's hand went to his back pocket to pull out the 44 magnum. in that same second, his man's head exploded. roxxy screaming went to a whole new level, if it was possible. putting the gun back, dimitri zipped up his pants and sighed, "next time, beautiful. i won't make you wait for long." then he jumped off.[/color] roxxy's screaming stopped and even though she was crying, she was soaked in blood, and her left side of her face was swelled and absolutely bruised, she burst into relieved, hysterical laughter.

she shouted defiantly at him, "i betcha your father wasn't even your father! i remember people at school talking about how your mother was a shitty whore who had nothing better to do. and that that fucking slut killed herself. yanno what?! i believe all that fucking mess!" dimitri didn't tolerate anyone condemning his mother or father. he became like an enrage lion. he picked up the wire cutters and rapidly snipped the wires binding her wrists and her ankles. then, he picked her up by her neck, her hands not going for her own neck but with all the strength she had left, she began to slash at his face, gasping for breath. in a yelp of pain, he dropped her and she fell into the bath of blood, the red liquid splashing into the air. she couldn't move.

dimitri, in a single movement, picked up the wooden chair and tore one of the sturdy legs off of it. roxxy looked up at him with tortured eyes and screamed for mercy. dimitri never seemed to hear her screams, he beat her mercilessly, over and over again, like some animal not worth the liberty of dying peacefully. he beat her and beat her until she just quit moving. but then....she wasn't even recognizable.

and then, he hissed at his three loyal guard, "then the car ready." without another word, the three men left and dimtri took one of roxxy's arms and dragged her like she was nothing more than a doll. his face was covered in her blood now and his eyes glinted madly as he stuffed her into the trunk of the astin martin. and as he pulled away from the isolated building, he could hear the sirens coming from the direction opposite he was going. it was an hour later when he entered shady lane, and as he drove by the cafe at high speeds, he popped the trunk and roxxy flew out, landing roughly and skidding across the pavement, half naked, and almost dead.

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TAGS!?![/b] roxxy and dimitri
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MUSE!?![/b] super high
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CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
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NOTES!?![/b] this is taking place, after all current threads, and she's just out of a formal dinner party.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

No matter how much they didn't want to. They were formal. Sawyer didn't mind it...much. Alex looked like he wanted to rip the fabric to shreds. They looked nice. If them being in something formal and actually doing something with their hair was nice. Sawyer was quite please with his work. Alex simply muttered in irritation and sat down. Syra wasn't going. She wanted to but she said she had a lot of work to d. Moving in and all.

Sawyer was taking Sparks as his guide. He didn't feel like using the cane. He didn't even attach the dog's harness. He was perfectly capable of leading him around without it. The wolf-dog knew something was up. He jumped around happily barking. Alex's dog, Bean, watched quietly from the side lines. He wasn't interested in walking much. He was more of a stay-at-home dog anyway.

They were quick to leave, wanted to get to the lake as soon as they could. Alex didn't want to miss out and any of the good food. Considering Sawyer's brother ate all their good food. Sawyer just wanted to be near Roxxy on her 18th birthday. He remembered eighteen. What a year.

Sparks was already sitting in the passenger seat when they made it to the car. Alex snapped at him to get in the back, but Sawyer actually told Alex to sit in the back seat, and that he knew the way. And only needed help with traffic. Sighing in defeat Alex climbed into the back, the seat in the middle. Sparks looked back at him and barked once. Alex snorted at him and leaned back.

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It took forever to find a parking spot. They circled the area twice before finally agreeing on a spot behind a Ford. Sawyer snapped on Spark's leash and stepped out into the cool night air. He placed his fingers on the back of Alex's hand. He led the way into the crowd. Sawyer could feel Alex shake. Too many people. For sure. Sparks was sniffing everyone's heels and for the ladies...nevermind. Too lazy to tell about his doggy pervertedness. Sawyer had to yank his dog away from women. He had already had his fun with Syra earlier that day. That's what she got for moving into a house full of single...ish. Men. They welcome to the family treatment! Well, Kudos to Sparks!

Alex was the first to see Roxxy...Well the only one to see Roxxy. Sparks was too busy with other things. They both greeted her and wished her happy birthday. Alex admitted that they were too lazy....uh, busy to get her anything. So, showing up to the party in the first place was their birthday gift. Once they finished with that Alex wandered off to find Leelyn, and the food. Sawyer stayed at Roxxy's side. Like Alex, he wasn't one to be in crowds. Easy to get lost, and the fact that it messed up his hearing. Like a river of voices in his head. Just a small buzzing, but louder. Also, picking up a single person's voice was a problem.

Sparks was a dirty thief the whole time. Stealing food from people that walked by, not much. Everything that he could see at least. His size itself let him get away with stealing. Sawyer ignored his dog, and Alex who was currently gorging himself. After a certain little brother of Sawyer's was constantly eating all their food. Plus the dogs, who got their weekly treat of bacon that they got every Friday.

It was no big deal that the rain started, but when it started to get out of hand. Sparks tried jumping to catch every drop that fell, but failed miserably. He was dragged to shelter. Sawyer and Alex reunited; laughing.

Sawyer pat his wet dog while Alex watched Roxxy with a close eye. He couldn't help but feel that something bad was going to happen. Very bad. He turned his back for one second to talk to someone who asked a question, but when he looked back. Roxxy was gone. His breathing stopped abruptly than began to speed up, faster, faster. He prodded Sawyer in the ribs and whispered "Roxxy's gone." his voice filled with worry. Sawyer rolled his eyes "Gone? Where could she go?" he asked, still laughing. Alex gripped Sawyer's collar, dead serious "To her death! We have to follow her!" he frowned and watched as Roxxy's new car sped off into the dark.

Alex had a sort of a sixth sense. In a way, he knew when someone he knew, a woman at most times, was about to be either raped or killed, or somewhere in between. Plus, there was Dimitri. Alex had kept it from Sawyer on what that bastard wanted to do to her. He didn't feel that he needed to know. Sawyer had so much on his shoulders already. Alex wasn't about to add to the pile. He looked into Sawyer's eyes. His expression blank and unreadable. He was taking his words in slowly, trying to rearrange them, like a jigsaw puzzle waiting to be solved..

Even Sparks was antsy. He shifted his weight around and licked his lips, whining. Sawyer finally nodded. Alex dragged them both as they stormed out of the crowd and back to the Mercedes. Alex was in a rage. Impatient, wanting to get to Roxxy as soon as he can. To kick Dimitri's ass into next week. He pulled Sparks into the back seat and took his normal place as co pilot. Sawyer looked truely...blind. Confused, lost. Alex drained out commands that Sawyer struggled to follow. Sparks was barking now. Sawyer looking lost, and Alex cursing. It was mad chaos. Alex tried to focus on the car with the racing stripes, but he watched Sawyer's speed. It was just right, but them. They got caught at a stoplight. Alex's face turned white. He banged his fists on the dash and snarled every curse in the book.

Sawyer spoke softly, trying to calm himself, no doubt. He didn't understand what was happening with Alex. But how could be be so calm? Roxxy was driving to her death bed. Sawyer of all people should be throwing a fit just like Alex was. The red light seemed like hours, painful hours. Every second Roxxy was further away, but still so close. Alex sank his teeth into his bottom lip. She was out of sight. And he didn't know where she was going.

He was weak, confused. He didn't understand Alex's sudden rage. "GREEN LIGHT! GO!" he yelled. Sawyer floored it. The black car lunged forward, almost colliding with the car in front of him. He cursed and hit the brakes. He was so lost. Alex was grumbling angrily. "Alex, where do we go?" he asked trying to be a calm as possible, but it was clearly impossible. He'd never heard Alex like this. Never. He was so angry. And Alex was far from and angry person. Sure he was violent and got mad sometimes, but he never went into a panic attack!

How could Roxxy be in danger? Sparks began to bark loudly when they got to the Cafe. Alex howled stop. Sawyer hit the brakes and froze. "Let's go." Alex whispered now. They stepped out of the car. Sawyer tied Spark's leash around his wrist. The dog went into killer mode. He barked violently and snarled. Sawyer heard a car speed away. Alex dragged them inside and gasped.

Sawyer could smell it. The metallic, salty scent of fresh blood. He almost gagged. Sparks pressed his nose to the ground and sniffed around. He ignored his job and Sawyer's toe hit something soft, but hard enough to trip. He fell over and landed right on top. Something think and sticky clung to his hands and arms. Alex howled something he couldn't understand. Sawyer was too frozen to think. His fingers trailed across whatever he landed on. It was soft, and cold. But still warm. The stuff on his hands was...blood. He shuddered when he touched a face. Well, at least what was left of one. HE WAS ON A BODY! On his feet, Sawyer squeaked something in French and backed away. His heel only to touch something else. Another body "Alex?"

No response. "Alex. Is Roxxy here? Please tell me she's not." he begged. "No." Sawyer let out a huge breath of relief. She wasn't here. "Maybe she escaped." Sawyer muttered. He could hear Alex's frowned "There's no way...Here's her dress." .

Sawyer's heart stopped. He couldn't believe it. There was no way he would. But he had to. "Anything else?" he asked. He heard Alex shuffle around the empty building "Wire, footprints, and lots and lots of blood."

He picked up the leg of a chair. He must've beat her with it. His breath caught in his throat, he managed to choke out something else. Sawyer's whole front side, besides his face, was covered in blood. Sparks was too, the dog and tripped and landed in a pool of blood. Roxxy's blood. He frowned, clutching the purple dress. "Get it the car." he snarled.

Without another word, they were speeding away. Knowing if the cops caught them, they'd be blamed. They both already had a criminal record. Especially Alex. It was his deepest, darkest secret. He never told anyone. But, he was a murderer.

Sawyer floored it while Alex hissed commands. They were to follow the car that had just left. If, by any luck, Roxxy was alive. It wouldn't be pretty. Not at all. Sparks whined when they got to Shady Lane.

Sadly, they passed her, but Sparks knew it. She was there! She was dieing. His master passed her. He began to bark to howl, too wolf like. They two ignored him. He began to paw at the black collar that hung loosely around his neck. The tags jingled like Christmas bells as he slipped his head through. He was free. With a final bark he pressed his paw and the window button.

Wind whipped through his fur and stung his eyes, but she was there. In the dark and alone. He stuck his head outside but hesitated. Watching the ground fly beneath them. He was a big brave dog. Closing his eyes. He jumped. His paws slipping out from underneath him as he landed. It hurt. He fell onto his stomach. Legs sprawled out. He lept out of the road and barked. He heard Sawyer call his name, than the big car stopped with a screech. The two humans ran out to their dog. To take him back. No, he barked and stepped further away.

Sawyer nodded "Lead us, boy." he said. Sparks howled and took off into the night. Alex gripped Sawyer's hand and pulled them forward. Following the large dog's russet brown coat. He stopped and looked down at a lump on the ground. He whined and began to howl again. Most people would've thought he was a coyote, but now. He was a sad sad Sparks. Alex stopped dead in his tracks "Oh no." he whispered. Sawyer knew exactly what was there.

"ROXXY!" he wailed, his voice torn with agony. He ran over to her and knelt beside her broken body. Alex frowned and stood about a foot away. Sawyer pressed his fingers on her neck. He could feel a pulse, but it was faint, too faint. She was fading fast. "Roxxy. Are you still with me? Please please be conscious!" he begged taking his hand back. With that he looked down at her. His eyes were empty and looked even more clouded than before. Sparks was still howling his head off. Alex was just there. Like a ghost. Frozen.

Tags ~ Sawyer, Alex, Roxxy, Dimitri
Word Count ~ See for yourself
Muse ~ Too tired to think
Spelling Mistakes ~ 14
Notes ~ Well that was depressing

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leelyn watched her sister leave the party, knowing she was completely and utterly exhausted. oh, well, it was fine by her. her sister would be fine. she was just tired. but leelyn kept on trying to confirm her beliefs that roxxy was okay because of the knot of cold apprehension growing in her stomach. but she shook it away, but this time the wave of nausea swept over her, harder than the last time. it seemed that leelyn and roxxy were so attuned to one another that they always knew it when something was wrong with one another. something was definitely wrong with roxxy. a wreck? she lost her keys? was she- leelyn stopped and her fair complexion turned pale. she whispered, horror-struck. "dimitri..."

it was like the whole world had become sick and cold. leelyn had to leave. she ran to the caterers and told them to clean up for her and she would double their pay. she didn't wait for a reply. she took off her heels and began to move quicker, searching the crowds for sawyer's mop of dark hair or alex's red-brown hair. she didn't find them....or even sparks. now, she knew without a doubt something had come up. she began to become frantic, asking people with wide brown eyes, "have you seen sawyer, roxxy, alex, or sparks?" always the answer was no. she was crying by the time she charged out into the rain, towards her car. her heels in her hands. she was in a blind panic. she had to find her sister.

dimitri's got her! DIMITRI'S GOT HER!! that was the thought that captivated her mind. her worst fear had come back to haunt her, and her sister. without hesitation, she flung her shoes across the seat with a loud clank! to which they collided with the passenger side window. using all the skill she had, she went as fast as she possible could, weaving in and out of the cars to finally meet the dirt road. she zoomed down it, and didn't even stop to make the turn, she hit the sharp turn to the highway at 110 mph, riding the brake, barely, so as not to cause her wreck. but her biggest mistake. she made the right turn, not the left turn to go into town, towards her house. she charged down the road and almost unnoticably curbed her speed to take the turn into her long driveway.

she zipped down that as well. and she slammed on the breaks, the irate squealing of her tires. she was shrouded in a cloud of dust. she jumped out of the corvette and ran out of dirt-ridden air and looked all around the circle in front of the house. the dark cherry colored viper was nowhere to be seen. she wailed, tears coming faster. but she had to think straight. looking up at the big oak doors to her mansion, she grew more determined. she had to find roxxy. and alex and sawyer were missing. if anything, they had been after her from the start. so, she ran into her house, swinging her doors open to see her maid look at her with wide eyes. "ms. leelyn! what's goin-"

leelyn cut her off with one look of her tear-streaked face and she ran for the phone. dialing alex's number, she waited, white-faced, as it rang....and rang.....and rang....and rang...

dimitri was nowhere to be seen after his astin martin departed with roxxy's body. there were no digital, or visual prints suddenly, as if he had never been in shady lane at all.

roxxy had never fully recognized how good and fortunate a life she had had before these last few moments. so it is true...you're life does flash before your eyes before you die. her tired mind was losing all consciousness quickly. however, the beauty of the human mind was still strong enough to let her reminisc over all that she was losing. she saw flashes of her mother, vivian, and her father, victor. all of her brothers, her beautiful half-sister, leelyn, and her cousin, jilanna, who was more like a sister than some cousin. she smiled slightly, as much as her weary facial muscles would allow. she was smiling at those warm summer days, by the clear waters of the large pond on their 30 acres of green, untouched property, the smell of sun-warmed skin, roses, lavender, and wild berries, of spring rains, and clean cotton dresses.

she could hear three little girls laughter, blending together in a melody only silly little children can make. and just as suddenly, she could hear the battlecry of a savage wild stallion. roxxy's deadened mind suddenly sparked at the cry of the horse. she knew that call from somewhere....how did she know...? it was so familiar though...better yet, she loved that piercing scream. it meant something to her. roxxy's mind was the only thing functioning now. her body was just as well as dead. but her brain was trying to live, trying to find some order the mass of blood and broken bones, and punctured skin. but her mind wouldn't rest. she knew this call, somehow....

there it was! she heard it again! this time, it sounded even more angry, more desperate, like this stallion was encouraging her, no, commanding her to get up, to survive. her mind suddenly knew who make this vocalistically terrifying call. a picture of a giant black stallion arose in the very depths of her mind. the looked like an equine god of war, his brown eyes blazing, flames literally recognizable in those auburn optics. his black coat so deep a black that it turned a light, brilliant blue in the light. his thick, long mane was whipping, as was his long black tail. he reared, and let out another scream. this was black. roxxy's mind knew him now. roxxy's mind simply adored this murderous stallion.

a miracle. the vigorous spark of acknowledgment shot through her veins, and her heart began to pump. cells began to rearrange, and reorganize. they began to frantically move around. the magic of the body. cells began to part from their suddenly appearing offspring, to clot all the wounds. body began to work overtime. all the time, roxxy's mind echoed with the furious, commanding screams of hell himself. the body had a working order now, however slight it might be. but then, suddenly, the stallion's screams warped into a wolf's howling. roxxy's mind went into panic. and lips moved vaguely. "black....no..don't leave me.."

but then, her mind picked up other noises. these noises didn't make any sense...what were these noises? oh! she knew these noises! they were of a car!!! someone was coming to help her! she couldn't move though. but her lips could move, no matter how wrought with fatigue they were. she could hear a voice. his voice. she knew that voice. she loved that voice too. she frowned softly at the emotion in his words. didn't he know she was holding on with all that she had. slowly, roxxy was coming back. but the faintest of pulses never got stronger. just her mind was becoming fiercer. the fight for survive kicked in. with primitive strength, the reasonable mind she had just recovered told roxxy's lips to move, to say anything that came to mind.

so, roxxy's lips thus moved. it was quite murmuring, but a steady stream of recognizable words were coming out of her mouth. "sawyer...if you love me...you save me. save me. i have to live............................i don't wanna die. i can't. black needs me. do you love me? can you save me? save me. i hurt so bad. i can't move." they were all very soft mumurings, but the words were as clear as day if one listened to her closely. "please don't hurt me. .....like dimitri....i trust you....i'm sorry...save me....please don't leave me...please....please....please.....black....sparks....leelyn... sawyer....ella....trees...lake....road....tailgate...kiss...black...save me...please..." she was truly saying anything and everything that came to mind. she was trying to keep her grasp on reality. but, God knows she was so weak. she have a shuddering, shaky sigh and stopped her mumuring for a few moments. then, the weaker part of her mind spoke. "i'm leaving now....you tried...." then, she went completely still and silent again. her mind was closing down again, but no! this irritating screaming wasn't letting her go. it wasn't angry now. it was desperate. the scream of the stallion was so violently desperate. wouldn't he just let her go?! she was so tired of the pain. but that image of the stallion still consumed her mind, the fired passion enflaming his eyes.

roxxy's mind flared up to activity again. and once again, she murmured words. "save me.....cause black....he won't....let me go....let me go...help me..."

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TAGS!?!

[/b] roxxy, alex, sawyer and.....*disgusted look* dimitri
WORDS!?![/b] word count
MUSE!?![/b] evil....and staying that way
MUSIC!?![/b] hero-skillet; comatose-skillet;rebirthing-skillet
OUTFIT!?![/b] nothing really now.....=^_^=
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] yeah buddeh. hmm...this reply is longer than i thought it would be. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Sparks stepped over her body, careful not to touch her. He was to use his body and fur to shield her from the rain as Sawyer and Alex ran around like ninjas. Alex made calls trying to find help. No use. In this rain. He cursed allowed and ran to the car. Lessons from Sawyer payed off. He back up closer to them. Fast enough to where they could get her out of the rain.

He was about to say something to Sawyer than his phone rang. His hands shook and his voice was worse. Leelyn he thought before even checking the number there was no need "Leelyn! Oh thank god! That bastard Dimitri got Roxxy. We found her on the side of the road." With that he gave her their exact location that was read on the GPS. "She's beat up pretty bad, close to death. Half naked. He most likely attempted rape. Sawyer and I are doing the best we can." he choked out those words quickly looking outside into the rain. "Hurry." was the last thing he said before hanging up.

He looked out the window and yelled, close to tears "Sawyer!"

With her pulse speeding up he frowned. Crying broken tearless sobs. He waited for Alex to get the car down here. The rain was pounding against his back and he helped Sparks on keeping her out of the rain. The dog's fur would defiantly help. He pressed his body a little closer to hers. Like a parent guiding his puppy.

He barely heard the car pull up from behind them. Than there was Alex, calling his name. Looking over his shoulder he could hear him running towards them. He was out of breath "I just talked with Leelyn. She should be on her way." he gasped leaning over Sparks. He reached down and touched Roxxy's cheek and shook his head.

Sawyer sighed "Call Syra. She should know something to do with this." he said Alex nodded and began to dial. That's when she spoke. Both Sawyer and Sparks moved. Her voice was weak. He frowned "You'll be ok, Sweetheart. You're not going to die. I will never let that happen." with that he slid his arms under her knees and neck. His touch so soft someone would barely be able to feel it. He moved slowly, not wanting to hurt her more. Sparks pushed Sawyer along.

"I'm not going to leave you. You can trust me, just hang in there a little bit longer. Leelyn's on her way." he whispered sounding more confident than he felt. He felt hopeless. He carried her to the car and lay her in the back seat. Sparks crawled in and sat on the floor. He lay his head on her hand. How could he help? Did he already do his job? He whined and looked at Sawyer. His master was as pale as a ghost. His eyes were blank and his expression. Hopeless.

Alex came up and sighed "Syra can't come. I put her on speaker though." he said setting the phone down and walking away. Syra knew some ways to make Roxxy feel a little better. Sawyer nodded "Syra?" he asked. The woman on the other line spoke fast "Sawyer!? How is she?"
"Not good. What do we do?" he was growing impatient now
"First get her dry, you have some towels in the trunk." she said

Alex shifted away and popped the trunk. He moved swiftly, he couldn't get the fabric wet. "Clean up as much blood as you can. Alex you might have to do that." Syra's voice was frantic now. Sawyer backed off, letting Alex take his place. He stood a few feet away. Alex tried to be as gentle as he could. He moved the smooth towel over her body and wiping away as much blood as he could. He could barely look at her without a flashback. He winced and frowned "I'm sorry if this hurts Roxxy." he whispered. He knew that maybe even the slightest touch would hurt. That was the last thing he wanted to do, was hurt her. He would instantly regret it if he did.

"Is she dry?" Syra asked her voice trailing away. Alex ran a bare hand down her waist "Yeah, close as I could get her. She's a little damp." he said wanting to do the right thing "Alright. Right now you need to keep her warm and still. Keep her flat on her back."

She was already on her back. He wrapped the towel around her body. She should be better, more comfortable than she would be out in the rain. "Anything else Syra?" he asked. Nothing.

The line went dead.

Sawyer came back and squeezed in beside Alex. Only to hear her speak again. He gently traced her cheek with the back f his hand and groaned. He shook his head and sighed "We're right here, Roxxy. We won't let you go either." he sounded calm. Well, somewhat. Rain dripped from his hair and face as he avoided eye contact.

He looked up and right at Alex "She mentioned something about Dimitri." he whispered.

Alex's heart turned to ice as he stared at Sawyer. "What have you been hiding from me, Alex?" he asked. He thought fast. He couldn't tell Sawyer, no. NO! He wouldn't "I haven't been hiding anything." he hissed. Sawyer narrowed his eyes "You LIAR!" he snarled "If you told me the truth none of this probably wouldn't have happened." Was Sawyer blaming Alex for what Dimitri did? He bared his teeth and backed off "So you're blaming me for all this?" he snapped balling his hand into a fist. He was getting angry again. How could Sawyer think that? Even if it was the truth.

"Of course not! I'm just saying. If you told me who Dimitri really was we could've prevented this. I could've prevented her from leaving the party if I knew that he was out there." Sawyer's voice was filled with pain and regret. Alex frowned "I didn't think you needed to know." he whispered. That's when Sawyer exploded "THINK? Damnit Alex! Look at her! Look at what he did to her!" he howled in rage, but kept his voice low, not to disturb anything. Alex was hiding in the rain now."I'm sorry, Sawyer." he was sincere. But Sawyer didn't buy it. "Alex, I'm not angry about that. What's done is done and the only thing we can do is fix it. But, I am pissed off. How could you hide something from me than lie?" he asked, his voice was rough. Not the musical laughter that Alex was used to. Alex opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by Sawyer's wild mind "Did you do it to protect your dignity?" he asked. Alex looked away and sighed. Sawyer seemed to take that as a yes. His face turned red "Well guess what," his voice started out low and calm but it grew aggressive and venomous "you haven't had any dignity since Layra was killed! YOU BASTARD!" he snarled and with that he made a fist. Alex prepared to duck. Too late. Smack!

The force of the punch knocked Alex of his feet. He stumbled backwards and hit the ground. He bit his lip and groaned. Right in between the eyes. He touched the bridge of his nose. It bled freely. He looked through the rain at Sawyer. He stood there like a statue staring at Roxxy. Waiting for a sound. Normally, Alex would've fought back, but he looked at Sawyer and knew. He was so stressed and unhappy that he had to take his anger out on someone. And Alex was the main target. But he mentioned Layra, and was right about what he said.

He instantly regret saying that. But he was foaming at the mouth and just couldn't apologize. He touched Spark's head he frowned. The dog licked his hand than hopped up onto the seat. Letting Roxxy use his side as a big fluffy pillow. He heard Alex come up. His steps sounded hesitant, as if he was wary of Sawyer at the moment. Which he should be. "Dimitri, he had the same look on his face that those idiots in Virginia had when they looked at Layra." he whispered. "I knew right away that he wanted Roxxy. But..I thought. If she was around other people. Like Leelyn and us. He wouldn't try to get her. But, when she went off on her own. I knew." he sighed

Sawyer lay his head in his hands and frowned, shaking his head. The best thing they could do now was wait for Leelyn.

Alex sat quietly in the front seat. The door open letting the sound of ther rain calm his nerves. He looked at Sawyer. His friend was still standing out in the rain. His eyes staring off into the darkness. It was like he could see. He turned to see Sparks's curled up on the seat beside Roxxy. He touched his nose to her hair and sighed. That dog seemed to have such a strong bond with her already. Alex half smiled, but it soon faded and his frown returned. The windshield wippers swept across making a sound like a heart. Thump thump. Time seemed to stop. Why did this moment seem so peaceful and quiet when they were all hurt.

He sighed and took out Layra's journal. He ran his fingers across the smooth black leather before opening it to the nearest blank page. The pen was already in his hand. He thought for a second than wrote in his fine handwriting,

July 11, 2009. 10:00pm

I can't beleive it. It's too hard. But to see Roxxy like this hurts my heart so. It especially pains me to see Sawyer like this. So dead. We're doing everything we can, but we don't know exactly how it'll turn out. I regret keeping what I saw from Sawyer and I understand his pain.

I thought she'd be safe with us. Oh how I was wrong. I promise myself that I won't let her out of my sight if she goes off alone. I'm not sure how I'm going to do it without being too much of a stalker.

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Tags ~ Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex, Dimitri
Word Count ~ 1,717
Muse ~ Rawr
Spelling Mistakes ~ 10
Notes ~ Woot! I finally got to Alex writing in his journal! -grins- Sorry if it's hard to read. Playing with fonts a little bit

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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leelyn was so relieved when alex picked up the phone. she was about to speak when he started to speak rapidly, telling where what happened. her face became whiter and whiter, tears streaming harder and harder down her face. hearing alex, hang up, she was abosolutely frozen, silent tears gliding down her face in an unhurried disarray. her iphone fell from her ears to crash to the floor. leelyn couldn't breathe. she couldn't think. she couldn't live for those horrible seconds. and then with a rush, a single, derogatory thought entered her frazzled, frozen mind, may god have mercy on roxxy and us all.... dimitri's back.

a sudden change came over leelyn. those brown eyes became lit and determined. her parted lips closed over clenched teeth. utter focus was inhabiting her brain. focus: save roxxy. the maid had come into the kitchen, looking at her employer's face. she felt frightened immediately. leelyn snapped back to the present tense of reality and she looked at the middle-aged, graying woman. her voice was needle-sharp, giving no room for arguements. "clear the table. sterilize it. hot water, then bleach it. i want the table moved in the kitchen. then i want you to take a needle and keep it in boiling water. get me my latex gloves, my surgical tools. i want everything sanitized and ready for emergency treatment. NOW!"

she barked the command and the woman visibly flinched. without another word, leelyn swept through the door, those eagle-eyes peered in front of her onto the road. they couldn't go to the hospital. they had to treat roxxy here. and with all of her college behind her, she had the necessary knowledge to deal with such extreme predicaments. she smiled bitterly as she flew down her road, hitting the max 190 mph her car had to offer. she had went to college to become a coach. but with everything they had taught, one thought they were going to be doing open-heart surgery on the field. thank God, she had taken the choice to be a coach. but she never regretted, even now, dropping out to pursue a better life.

as she zoomed down the highway, she could feel the rain just pouring on her car, like she was under a cement truck and they were pouring cement all over her. it was raining that bad. it wasn't long before she had to steadily push down on the brakes. she came to a complete stop perfectly parallel to the mercedes guard. getting out, she looked at sawyer, standing in the rain. he looks....dead....defeated... she thought grimly. she looked for alex, who was sitting in the car. she as soaked to the bone now, but it was all okay. her dress was heavy and the road was slick to her bare feet. she bent down to look at alex.

"get sawyer in the car. we're going to the house. we can't go to the hospital. dimitri has people everywhere. the would poison her with straight potassium in an iv. and no one would ever know. you follow me." with that, she bent back out of the car and moved the few inches to look in the back seat. a great gulf of darkness expanded in her very soul. roxxy. the beautiful, vibrant sister who almost never lost her temper and would go out of her way to do anything for someone in need was lying there, afflicted and broken. she wasn't even recognizable. her usually smooth features were ruddy or purple, puss seeping out of the wounds and blood still oozing incessantly from several of her cuts.

she swallowed the bile that rose into her throat. her stony resolved died and she whimpered softly, "my baby....oh, my precious roxxy. how could he do this to you?" her slim frame could fit easily in the space where one's feet went when they sat in the back seat. she crawled speedily and lightly onto the floorboards and came up to the dark head. she smelled of blood. and sparks was sitting there, like a wolf guarding his dying mate. she looked at sparks and gently kissed him in what she remembered roxxy saying was his favorite spot: right in the dip between his eyes. long lashes fluttered and bore tiny, diamond like tears that fell unrushed down her pale cheeks. she looked at roxxy's swollen face and put her blond head next to her heaven-pointing face. the sweeping lashes gave real butterfly kisses, the gentleness of the long hairs touching, kissing the marred skin.

"you'll live to fight another day. i promise... i promised momma and daddy right before they took their last breath, that i would keep you safe. i'm sorry i've let you down." tears landed on the seat, but not on roxxy's face. "leelyn....i won't leave you....like i said.....i won't die." the dark-haired woman hadn't opened her eyes since she had been beaten. the only part of her body that had betrayed her fatal condition was the tender movements of her lips. but now, exotically long lashes opened to reveal eyes so blue in color, they seemed to glow like the sun. it was the purest of blues, like she had little pieces of the sky for eyes. roxxy was took exhausted to move her head, but she could see the soft patterns of the fabric on the roof of the car. her voice was fainter now though. "i'm....going to....sleep....leelee...now..don't worry... sleep"

her breathing didn't take that last shuddering breath like one's body did before they died. that was because roxxy wasn't going to die. alex, sawyer, and leelyn were going to help her. so, her labored breathing became more relaxed...almost too subtle for the ear though. which leelyn didn't like. upon hearing roxxy's only too vague of respiration, leelyn kicked into action. she suddenly just appeared outside of the car and into the drowning precipitation. she looked at alex. "start driving." her voice was once again amazingly commanding, leaving no room for talk but only action. in a fluid, blurring movement, she was in her car, started it and went into a spin and was tearing up the road towards the mansion.

when there, she barely took the time to turn off her car before she had moved into the large lobby of the house. she walked straight past the spiralling staircase and into the vast professional kitchen. and there, as was told to do, was the stainless steal table. it looked absolutely germless. and forboding. leelyn didn't wait for words. "table. now." she looked at her wrist to see a thin ponytail holder. she wrung her hair out quickly and had her blond hair into a bun before someone could say, "ouch". then, she followed suit by pulling on a nearby clean white apron over her soaking dress. in that no-room-for-conversation tone, leelyn spoke as she looked over the horrific injuries on her sister's body with a critical eye.

"if you're squeamish, i suggest you leave the room. and don't come in, no matter what you hear." then, she looked at the nearby pot of boiling water. hanging over the side were strands of surgical thread, and attached to the strings were several curved, sharp needles. putting on her gloves, she took took a warm rag and put soap on it. then she began to bath roxanna's torn body. at first, she thought that roxxy was in such a deep slumber that she wouldn't wake. what she didn't know was that roxxy's mind was in full alert. and even though the soap was gentle, it hurt. hurt so very badly. those eyes fluttered open widely, the amazingly beautiful blue of her iris's showing vividly. roxanna's vocal cords found it in themselves to elicit a scream so shrill, one thought at any given moment it would go into super-sonic. it was heart-wrenching.

she never said words. she just screamed. leelyn's face was becoming whiter and whiter and she seemed to age before people's eyes. she didn't have lips anymore. just barely noticable lights of tight white skin. roxxy's screams never faltered, even though the rest of her body was twitching, straining, struggling just to fight for the next breath. but if leelyn had thought the screaming with just bathing her was horrid, she had another thing coming. she had no cholorform. she couldn't put her sister to sleep. she couldn't knock her out because she already had bodily damage and the force needed to forcibly faint her would be certainly lethal. the only thing she could do was stitching roxanna while she was awake.

as soon as the needle pierced the skin to scoop down to reach the other half of the tiny gorge in her flesh, roxanna's screams could surely be heard all over the house and anywhere within a mile radius. they became unbearable. they were born of pure agony. at several times, leelyn had to stop because she found she was screaming too. and at finally one point, she just stopped because she was trembling so bad, leaving the needle embedded in her half-sister's flesh. she had done most of the large gashes by now. she was just trying to finish the one on her abdomen. and she was shaking so bad, she couldn't find it in all her steely resolve to finish it. she was crying so hard. she felt like she was picking her sister apart rather than stitching her deep wounds together. and what's worse was the thought that roxxy couldn't even more to help herself if she wanted. it was like she was paralyzed in her own fatigue. her body was just simply too tired, even with all the pain-caused adrenaline rush to move. all she could do was stare all around her and scream, and cry tears from her immobile body. as of now, leelyn was against the wall, as far away from her screaming, pained sister as far as she could go. she was shaking uncontrollably and was whiter than an ill moon.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] ROXXY, LEELYN, SAWYER, ALEX, AND SPARKS!!!!
WORDS!?![/b] I'M NOT TEEEEEELLING!!!
MUSE!?![/b] JUMPEH!!!
MUSIC!?![/b] walk that walk-unknown
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] shweet! i like it when alex writes in his journal. i feel closer to him when he does that. geez, i sound odd, i know.... and it's important that you read every single lil' wordeh![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

The roaring of an engine didn't even move Sawyer. He was dead. Only his mind was wandering. Taking note of all these sudden noises. He stood there, his eyes seemed grey and old. His posture was tense, venomous and deadly. Like he was ready to strike at an attacker. Sadly, his opponent was his own mind. He didn't speak, he just looked like a statue in the rain. His skin was white, drained of all colour.

Why did this happen to her? What did she do to deserve this? His eyes followed Leelyn as she walked past. He remembered that she was here to help. He didn't trust anybody. He couldn't. Anyone could be out to hurt her even more. He wouldn't allow that. They'd have to fight him first. And getting in a fight with Sawyer wasn't a good thing.

He felt so protective of her right now. He leaned over to hear Leelyn speak, yet, he could not make out what she was saying. He only heard Roxxy. She was going to sleep. She needed sleep. He couldn't smile, he couldn't frown, he wore a straight face now, but still looking deadly. His eyes were narrowed imto slits. He looked over at Leelyn before backing away to the other side of the car where Roxxy's head lay. He heard both Leelyn and Alex bark commands. He moved quickly, but still he was gentle. He leaned down and touched his cold lips to Roxxy's before backing away and closing the door.

"Sawyer!" Alex snapped grabbing the back of his shirt and throwing him into the drivers seat "Drive god damnit!" he demanded. Without thinking, Sawyer shifted the car into D and hit the gas. He somehow knew where to go without Alex saying anything. Like he had a whole new sense of direction. Perhaps he did, his blood was so full of Adrenaline he couldn't think right. All he thought was getting Roxxy to safty, and fast. He was right on Leelyn's bumper the whole time. Thank god he had super driving skiils!

Alex was dead silent, Sawyer could only hear the purr of the car and Sparks's whine. The dog didn't understand, only that she was hurt. He wanted to like her wounds clean, but he knew he couldn't. It would hurt her. He looked at Sawyer. He could see the tendons in his hand as he gripped the wheel. His knuckles were even more white than his skin. He whined. Alex reached back and touched his head. Sparks layed his ears back and licked Roxxy's swollen neck once before laying his head down on his paws, heaving a long; tired sigh.

Leelyn's command came to mind before she even said it. He picked Roxxy up and carried her to the table. He set her down than retreted a good distance away. He leaned against the wall and watched. Alex came up beside him along with Sparks who had willingly followed.

He was transparent when he heard Roxxy's screams for bloody murder. His head pounded and he felt like screaming, too. But nothing came out, nothing. Just more silence and dissapointment. He was stricken with horror as Leelyn began to scream. They were hurt! He couldn't see why. He couldn't see anything! This was one of those times he hated being blind. He felt like scratcing his eyes out, wailing in pain the whole way. Her screams stopped him, dead. He couldn't think, he couldn't move. His mind retreted into itself. He seemed to melt. He was lost. So was this what Alex felt every moment of every day? Pure regret?

Alex watched intently, his eyes taking everything in. Every single movement Leelyn made. Every movement Sawyer made. There were very few. He was just there. His skin was so pale and cold when he touched him. He just wasn't Sawyer anymore. He was just...there.

Leelyn stopped, just stopped. His eyes grew wide as he struggled to think through all this. He couldn't just leave that needle in Roxxy's skin. He looked at Sawyer. Nothing. He took a deep breath please PLEASE don't make me screw up. he thought. He was at Roxxy's size in two strides. He remembered Leelyn's movements and copied them, his eyes were wide as he trailed the gash on Roxxy's body. Thankfully he didn't mess up. He didn't stop but out of the corner of his eye her glared at Leelyn with hard; intense eyes. "C'mon Leelyn! You can't stop now!" he barked, frowning.

He tried being gentle, and to keep his hands still. One wrong movement and it could be all over. He frowned and continued.

One moment Alex was there than he wasn't. He heard him speak to Leelyn. He understood his words. Sawyer looked like he was giving up. There was no fire in his eyes anymore. He was a young man with old eyes. Wisdom, common sense said he couldn't help. There was no way. If he could how? He cursed under his breath. Words so soft they couldn't be heard. He closed his eyes, and tried to close his ears. To drain out all sound. It wasn't possible. He just couldn't. Her screams still echoed in his head. There was no escape.

May 20, 2005 1:07pm

He's in so much pain. His eyes are full of nothing; lifeless. I want to help him. Over come his torture in this unfair life. He trusts no one. His skin is pale and he can no longer smile. I don't know what to do to save him. How can I help? Mum and Dad are doing nothing of it. He's alone, no one's there to hear his screams. Except me. My heart stops everytime he calls my name. His voice is cracked, he doesn't speak. He gets into trouble.

I found Marijuana this morning. It darn near broke my heart. I can't see him like this anymore. He's going die, and soon.

I sat down with him this afternoon. He told me everything. For the first time in months. His voice was like velvet, but crowded with sorrow. He told me of his troubles with gangs. I told him I'd help. But I don't know how.

Layra...My dear sister. I am sorry. I am so very sorry.

Tags ~ Sawyer, Alex, Leelyn, Rooxy
Word Count ~ 1,046
Muse ~ Crappeh!
Spelling Mistakes ~ Too lazy
Note ~ Poor Sawyer

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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leelyn was leaning back against the wall, sobbing, when alex attempted to stitch her back up. and when he yelled at her to keep it up, she could only nod her head. she didn't have a voice anymore. she wiped her tears away on her arm and then took the needle back from alex, her fingers shaking but moving faster than before. she was 3/4 of the way done with the severe gash when roxxy's screaming stopped. it was like someone had ripped out her vocal cords. eyelids covered the rolling blue eyes. she had fainted out of the magnitude of pain. leelyn gasped in surprise and fright. at first, she was frozen again. but then, her fingers became but a blur. she was stitching up roxanna's abdomen tightly. there couldn't be any room for error.

as soon as she had reached the end of the split, her long fingers darted for the scissors of which she snipped the end. it was done. the worst was over. and roxxy was asleep. she suddenly felt a release of emotion and to be frank, it overcame her. her almost dried blond hair was wavy and loose about her shoulders. she could touch roxanna now. she just knew that from intuition that roxxy wouldn't feel anything for a very long time. so, she wept freely over her little sister's face, which was still beautiful to her in every way. she traced the swollen purpleness of the marks that spread all over her face. "i love you, phae. we never thought he would find you....we thought we had hid you so well." as if asking for repentence, she planted sweet little butterfly kisses all over her face.

her smaller frame tremored with a sob and she touched forheads with her sister, then let go and backed away, but not without a tender kiss to the forehead. she looked at alex and said in a barely audible voice. "you can tell sawyer, she's done." then without another word, leelyn left the kitchen to lose the bloody apron and throw away the gloves. leaving the apron on the ground behind her, she ascended the stairs. and as soon as she placed her foot on the first, step, she hands reached behind her to untie the dress. she stripped as she walked so as to help her cause. by the length of the stairs, she was walking freely, only in her lingerie. leelyn went into her enormous room and began to look around for clothes. she went into her closet and sighed angrily.

she went to the very back and pushed the dresses away to reveal a box. a single, isolated box. she opened up and got what she need out of it. then, she roughly pushed the box away. and she didn't mean to, but she screamed angrily and then squeezed the trigger. a loud gunshot shook the house. leelyn knew that the guys were probably going to start yelling any time soon, so she had to work fast. she looked down at the black vest and saw with relief it had worked. she smiled grimly. and then, she put the vest on. her face was empty and expressionless as she took two other vests similar to hers downstairs. she knew they wouldn't like what they would see.

leelyn came down the stairs looking incredibly....lethal. she looked like an assassin. she was wearing black pants were were semi-tight and of a breathable, like fabric. and she was wearing a simple black tank. but around her waist was a belt that had several holsters. everyone of the six holsters had a gun. there was a long barrelled revolver hanging on her right hip, to the right was two walther p99's on the other side of her were three black colt .45's. and thrown over her shoulder were two heavy looking black kevlar vests and two belts for holstering guns. her eyes had emotion now. they were steely though. as she reached the lobby, she looked at sawyer and alex. "take these. i don't want you going anywhere without them. wear them at all times."

she put her little collection on the round table there, and took out the two walthers and two of the three colts and set them on the table. "they're all i have, as of right now." as she said her solemn, darkly toned words, she put a hand on the large revolver at her side, as if she was assuring herself of it's presence. her voice was sadder, more tired now. "i'm sorry you had to be brought into this. i hate that you're roxxy's friend. if i could, i would take everything you've seen away." she sighed in frustration and then, she looked at the two men. "where's she at?" her features had suddenly became sharper, more alert looking.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] roxxy, leelyn, alex, and sawyer.
WORDS!?![/b] word count
MUSE!?![/b] hopping around and barking like a dog
MUSIC!?![/b] rainbow veins
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] uh oh....[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

He nimbly moved out of her way, watching Roxxy's eyes the whole time. Pain. He frowned and looked at Sawyer. He had moved. So silently and quick that Alex didn't even notice. He now stood over Roxxy's head. He looked down at her with blind eyes. Brushing the backs of his hand to her cheek. He gently traced her jaw with his thumb. His jaw was set tight when she stopped screaming. He crept away, back to his dog.

For a second on looking into Roxxy's clear blue eys, Alex saw a flash of honey coloured eyes, but they were soon gone. He bit his lip and took a few steps back. Why did she keep coming up? He sighed and looked over his shoulder. Sawyer was frozen, leaning against the walls. Watching again. His eyes seemed black now, clear...Dead...angry. So much negitivity was shown in his eyes. He didn't look like Sawyer. Well, he did. But he didn't feel like Sawyer. Alex knew what was going on it his friends head. But it was way too painful to think about.

He watched as Leelyn passed. Where was she going? He wasn't about to ask because Sawyer wasn't far behind. Roxxy in his arms. They dissapered up the stairs. Alex didn't have a chance to move before Sawyer was at his side again. How could he move so damn fast? Sparks padded up to him and flicked his ears.

Sawyer's head shot up and he sighed "Three...two...one." he muttered than bang. Alex's hand shot toward his Desert eagle. Sawyer held his hand back "It's only Leelyn." he whispered. Alex somehow relaxed, trusting Sawyer's ears. Sparks however didn't. He lifte his head and howled before going into a huge barking fit.

He charged at Leelyn when she came down stairs but was stopped by a string of loud commands by Sawyer. He stopped instantly, still growling. He excused himself and padded upstairs into Roxxy's room. He hopped onto her bed and lay beside her, licking her behind the ear. She was like his pup. He'd stay by her side. Loyalty. He was a very loyal mutt.

They were back at the table looking at Leelyn's collection. Alex frowned "Leelyn. You don't have to do this, for us." he spoke quietly. But Sawyer nodded to her and took everything and tossed them onto his shoulder and vanished into the rain. Alex shook his head "How does he do that?" he whispered not really a question directed at anyone.

Sawyer came back with a demonic look on his face. "Hey Alex. Remember this old girl?" he asked holding out his katana. He drew the blade. It was polished and well oiled. The silver blade seemed to glow. Alex shuddered and took a large step back "I wish I didn't." he muttered "You almost sliced my head off." he shivered. Sawyer laughed darkly. running his fingers against the Mune (back) and trailed them and ended up at the Kashira (Pommel) than down to the Tsuka (handle). Sawyer licked his lips

"This here is Kokuryuu, or Black Dragon. I wonder what this beautiful blade would look like in Dimitri's neck." he sneered sounding evil now. Alex snickered "You'd rather have a sword than a gun huh?" he laughed, "same 'ol Sawyer."

With a flick of his wrist, Kokuryuu's point was at Alex's neck "Not just any sword, Alex. The sharpest blade on Earth. Meant for cutting. And yes. I am a fan of blades." he grinned at Leelyn now. "Don't worry about us, Leelyn. We can hold our own. And." he dropped the blade and Alex's breath returned. "Don't regret us being friends of you and Roxxy. Even if we weren't, we would've helped anyway" he spoke softly slipping the Katana back into its holster and strapped it to his back.

This would be the first time in a while that he would carry Black Dragon in public, and anywhere. If it were to protect him. And most importantly, Roxxy and Leelyn. Than he shall. But if the blade were to fail him (which it never did) he'd use a gun. Being blind, Sawyer wasn't good at holding someone at gun point. two out of ten times he'd miss his aim. Now when it came to fencing. No, he never missed. He knew every weak point on the human body.

"She's upstairs. In her bedroom." he was quiet again. All signs of dark humour gone. His eyes had some light in them, but they were still empty, but now. Murderous. He followed Leelyn. He heard Alex hit the ground. Almost getting your head get cut off by your best friend had to be a scary sight. Still, Sawyer was quite a jerk and was still very very angry at Alex.

Tags ~ Sawyer, Alex, Leelyn, Roxxy
Word Count ~ Scary, very very scary
Muse ~ Dieing
Spelling Mistakes ~ Once again, too lazy
Notes ~ Sawyer's such a jerk. It makes me smile

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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roxxy's body was rebuilding itself, recooperating. finally, the bleeding, the pain had stopped. she was safe. she felt safe in the clutches of sparks, who was being her fluffy guardian angel. yes, for now she was happy. she would see her black again. for that she was glad. her mind wandered around happily in the delicious deliriousness that torture had left her in. she was thinking of people, great and beautiful people who had come into her world, made it brilliantly lively when she had thought her putrid life was done for. she thought a quiet thanks to her God. if she had had the muscle control, she would've smiled. but she didn't even have the strength to move. and soon enough, all the thinking stopped. and she was completely, and totally, oblivious to the world.

leelyn looked at sawyer and alex, her beautiful face the picture of solemn determination. she sighed and ran her hands through the long blond hair, brown eyes stony and at the same time, thoroughly focused. she went over to sit on the couch. and leaned her head back till she was looking at the ceiling. her pale pink lips moved in that effortless fashion, releasing words filled with conviction. "good. i want her away from everyone. because i don't trust anyone." she closed her eyes and swallowed, her adam's apple visible for once. then, she said in that same firm voice, "i want you guys to get out. like...i don't want you to be around us anymore." she then, flashed open her brown eyes and she pulled down her head to look at both of them.

she folded her arms and continued with bitterness. "you could get hurt, tortured, or die. i don't want that for you. you deserve a lot better than that, don'tcha think? dimitri is not someone you just go against." she had a scowl that seemed to be permanently etched into her face. she was looking down at her feet now, which were propped on the table. "i still want you to carry the guns, the bulletproof vests, the katana, anything you have." here, she paused to chuckle darkly. "because you'll need it all." hard, darkened eyes looked at them. leelyn then got up, yawned and stretched, muscles flexxing visibly. "it's been a long night, you can stay here if you want. dimitri won't be at shady lane for a while. the police is on the hunt for him at the moment."

then, she sighed, and rubbed her eyes. she went to the kitchen, and her breath was taken away by the evil room. it looked like she had slaughtered someone on the table. tiredly, she went to the deep sink and opened the cabinets underneath. there were cleaning chemicals. picking out the straight bleach, she set it on one of the very few clean places and then took off her gun-leaded belt and began mopping the floor with it, making sure the tiles were white before she continued down the kitchen. thankfully, bleach dried faster than water and by the time she was at the other side, she could crawl on the counter tops, cleaning along the way to get to the bloody table.

when done, she looked down at her clothes to see her pants and shirt had flecks of white where the chemical had bleached her clothes. she smiled and then chuckled softly. then, she came out of the kitchen and just slammed herself into the floor. she was just tired. and the cold tile of the lobby felt good on her heated, sweating skin. she rolled over onto her back, her blond hair fanning out around her. she closed her eyes and said softly, "roxxy's not safe here when he comes back. where is she gonna go?" she sighed in frustration, her brown furrowing, her eyes still concealed. i could send her back to ms. or....i could send her -no- that would jeopardize everything. leelyn may have been dog-tired but she wasn't contented. so she couldn't go to sleep. she could never go to sleep with a troubled mind.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] roxxy, alex, sawyer, and leelyn
WORDS!?![/b] word count
MUSE!?![/b] i've got a good muse goin'!
MUSIC!?![/b] birthday sex club remix-unknown
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b]do i ever have any notes?![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

They both listened hard to Leelyn. Sawyer's usually expressionless eyes showed disapproval, pure disgust. He stood up and frowned making his way toward the stairs "No. I love Roxxy too much. I can't just run and leave her with Dimitri around. Both of you. I just can't." he said, his features looked thoughtful, but quickly became blank again. Alex stood up and groaned "Sawyer. Think about it! Dimitri is just like...." he was cut off by Sawyer snorting "Dimitri is nothing! I don't have to think to know what my decision is. Let him try to kill me, he's going to have to do that before he can kill Roxxy. You should feel the same...for Leelyn." he was half way up the stairs. Glaring down at Alex with cold eyes.

He heard nothing. Not even a peep from Alex as he climbed the rest of the stairs. Trying not to trip. He sighed when he walked into Roxxy's room. It still smelled like blood, but it was faint. He knelt down beside her and managed to smile "Roxxy." he closed his eyes, knowing she couldn't hear him. But, if she could. She'd know he was there. He gently brushed his lips against her cheek. Sparks whined and licked Sawyer's hand, that currently rested on Roxxy's.

"Good boy." he mumbled stroking the dog's head. He lay his head back down on his paws and sighed. His chest heaved.

Alex was clearly frozen at Sawyer's words. How did he know he liked Leelyn? Was it that obvious? That wasn't that really got to Alex. Sawyer was willing to risk his life for Roxxy, Leelyn too. Alex narrowed his eyes. He came here to ride his horses, now he felt that he was here for something more. He bit his lips and pulled his knees tightly to his chest, deep in thought. He wasn't about to let this happen to him again. Sawyer had a point. Alex was sick and tired of running. He traveled the entire East Coast on horseback hunting those Bastards down. He succeeded in New York. Killing them, without a thought. The police went after him, and Alex was running for over a year until he was claimed to be missing.

If the press found him, he'd be locked up for God knows how long? If he left, left Leelyn behind. Just to let her sister die. He wouldn't know what he'd do. He mindlessly shook his head at his own thoughts and moaned. This was stupid! He felt torn. Still, he had made up his mind. He was going to stay with the Holis sisters, to protect them all in his power. No matter what Leelyn said.

Speaking of Leelyn. There she was. On the floor. Alex frowned, watching her expression with curious eyes. She looked troubled, which was understandable. But, there was something else that he couldn't quite put his finger on. He wasn't Sawyer and couldn't randomly pick out an emotion through ones voice or eyes.

Being as quiet as possible, not wanting to be the klutz he normally was. He came up beside Leelyn and half sat half layed down. He kept himself propped up on one elbow. Looking down at her, he shook his head "Leelyn, no where is safe for her. Now. Dimitri will find her no matter where she goes. We're just gonna have to keep her here and protect her as well as we can. I bet that doesn't make much sense, but...." he sighed and shut his trap, pulled himself to the ground to lay beside her. "I'm not leaving you. Sawyer was serious about what he said. He'd die for Roxxy, and you. Just like I would."

Tags ~ Sawyer, Alex, Leelyn, Roxxy
Word Count ~ IMMA NEVER GOING TO TELL!!!!!! EVER
Muse ~ Very very very sad
Spelling Mistakes ~ too scared to find out
Notes ~ No, but neither do I so.....whatever

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

it was like she was floating in a nonexistant world of numbness. mind wandered incessantly. it was resting, yes, but roxxy as an individual was too curious. the dark-haired girl's mind felt the presence of another besides just sparks. at first, a screech of fright and anger seared through her mind but then the coolant of knowledge landed her in a desire to touch and respond to sawyer's sweet touch. but a silent, noncommittal as it was, came from roxanna kensli holis, as her body was in such the horrible condition and it was a simple fact. she couldn't answer. but there was a depth of recognition from her body. the place that sawyer's lips had touched burned in that pleasant fashion; everywhere else her body was sordidly cold.

leelyn had been laying on her back, a pensive and concerned expression on her fair profile. blonde locks were cascading across the tile floor in billow of golden. thick lashes were opening and closing repeatedly. one could easily see there was such a burden on her mind, but she couldn't do anything about it because of the ridiculously easy truth of which she was hopelessly weary. alas....she couldn't go to sleep with such a load on her always running mind. and then, eyes the color of warm milk chocolate rolled to meet alex as he came to stake a claim on the tiled floor next to her. like she was so raised to do, she listened to his speech. inclined to speak again, leelyn's lips parted in almost an angry fashion.

"die?! there are worse things than death!!! alex, you can go, leave us alone and live a life that is better than the one your blatantly askin' for!!!" leelyn, who's face had been angled straight towards her high ceiling, now jerked towards alex. "roxxy wouldn't want anyone she loved dying for her. and i feel the same way! alex!" she twisted her body to where her hips her sideways on the floor and her upper torso was hovering above alex's, one hand on either side of him. her blond hair now fell down in yellow waves, like a waterfall. she whispered, her intense brown eyes staring so hard into alex's like she was trying to get a point through his head.

"fuck you, alex...what would you do in my place?" leelyn hated being so dramatic, but she had to get it through both their heads. they would be seriously injured, whether mentally, physically, or both. and they both had just the most beautiful chances of coming out of it cleanly without dimitri getting involved further with them. and whether she wanted them to or not, a single, fat tear departed from her right eye without any provocation and fell down and down and down until it landed with a microscopic splash on alex's face. seeing it fall, she rapidly turned her head and settled back into the earlier position, her face more saddened and negative than the last expression.

it was all like some terrifying, gruesome nightmare. her sister had been defiled momentarily of her healthiness in the most hellish of ways, and dimitri was on the run, but it was a most definite that he was to come back. nothing could amount to the grotesque, demented, twisted "games" dimitri lozano could play. the thought made her suddenly scream in rage and frustration, her fists balled up and raising to beat upon the white tiles angrily. fresh, salty tears welled up and squeezed from her eyes, gliding along her eyelashes until they found a place they could escape in the corner of her eyes down the sides of her uplifted cheekbones.

notes;; oh yes, i know, not much, but it's building up to it. and it's not my longest or my best, but definitely one of my best of descriptions....sorry, i feel like a hopeless poetic for some struh-aaaaaaaaange reason.

[Desert]

He lay his hand on hers and smiled. She was resting now. She was safe. He didn't have to worry at the moment. But he was so scared. He thought he was going to loose her. He wasn't. He knotted his fingers with hers as he thought. He had a headache, but that didn't matter, now. Sparks touched his nose to Sawyer's hand again. The guide dog knew Sawyer wasn't about to move soon. That he was going to stay here until she opened her eyes. So, Sparks was going to stay here too. To keep her warm if she got cold, to lick her cheek if she cried. He was going to be a good dog. Stay.

Alex's heart sped up. He stared at the ceiling and groaned. He'd never heard Leelyn sound like this before. She was in pain. "Leelyn, I've seen more that this world has to offer. Stuff that makes death look a day the the beach. And it's death itself. It's what I've wished for my whole life. My whole damned screwed up life. I was a mistake from the start." he frowned "I can't leave. I can't even think about it! No matter the risks I put myself through. It'll be for you and Roxxy. And I'll guarantee this. I'm not leaving this earth before Dimitri does. Same with Sawyer." he closed his eyes and sighed "I'm not going to let this happen to me again. Not when I have a way to at least help."

He opened his eyes just to see Leelyn leaning over him. Anger boiled in his blood at what she said. But he kept a straight face. He calmed the anger. She couldn't mean that. Not now. He thought for a moment than sighed again. He touched the place where the tear landed.

"I don't know. I don't want to. Leelyn. I don't want to be in your place. I want to be in the place next to you." he whispered; just loud enough for her to hear. It was true. He wanted to be her right hand man. Always by her side. And after this "mess" was cleared up. If she wanted him to leave. He'd go without a word. He'd leave Shady Lane all together. He'd back up his horses and leave. Alex was a wanderer. He never stayed in one place for too long.

Her stared into her eyes for a second, than looked away. He had to think, but then music came into a mind. A sweet melody that he's never heard before. It was quiet, but sad. It started with a simple chord, but Alex rearranged the notes into a full song. He stared up again. Not blinking. His fingers tapped against his leg as if her were playing the piano. It was a habit when he came up with new songs. He formed the time signature in his head than closed his eyes. There were no lyrics. Simply piano. It fit well with the mood. Yet, it calmed him.

With the song, which didn't have a name yet, played itself over and over in his head. He heard her scream. He didn't dare move. He looked over at her. Concern swept across his expression. He watched the tears fall. He wanted to reach over and brush them away, to comfort her. He didn't move. He just rolled over onto his side to face her. "Leelyn?" he asked.

Sawyer listened to their conversation. He couldn't choose sides! He agreed with both Alex and Leelyn. Alex was right. They weren't going to leave the two girls. No matter what happened. But Leelyn, she was thinking what was best for them. Right now, Sawyer's life didn't matter. Roxxy's did. He squeezed her hand and didn't even flinch when Leelyn screamed.

Tags ~' Sawyer, Alex, Leelyn, Roxxy
Word Count ~' 635
Muse ~' Terrible, well at least I got something out of this post
Music ~' I'm Listening- I am Legend soundtrack
Notes ~' UGH! My muse is dying!

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

distress is a rabid thing. it eats one from the inside out, turning the person into something weaker than they usually were. leelyn was such an example. it seemed everyone had someone to comfort them in such stressful, hard times...but her comforter was recovering from a direct assault so hateful to her being that she had almost died from it. and hearing alex's tone in the words he spoke cefrtainlyy did not help matters any. but, his expression was angerless. how confusing. at the sound of her name being called, she abruptly swung her face to meet him. "what?" her wet brown eyes were ridden with something like bitterness, but her voice was so soft there were no traces of it in her speech.

screms of her little sister still haunted her mind like some broken record player. her face was still straight ahead to where alex was laying beside her. she wanted someone to hold her, to simply tell her the biggest lie of them all and tell her everything was going to be fine. alright. perfect. in the end. she felt weak and naive, stupid and alone. but she did something very leelyn and made the first move, being the pioneer she was. she gave a soft cry, her voice nearly breaking on the second syllabyl of the two word phrase. "oh alex..." it was incredibly silly how such a cliche clause could carry so much meaning. but leelyn did it quite well.

then, she swiftly rolled in one fluid motion to form herself into alex's side. leelyn seemingly melted into his side, tresses of blond pouring over alex's chest in a belated fashion. for a few moment, her head just laid there on his breast, but then soulful brown eyes peered up through thick black lashes at him. her voice was quiet, but the steely determination was in her first three sentences. "tell me why you act the way you do. i want to know. please, tell me. i-i think it's time you know who we are." for what one would say once in her life, leelyn sounded so uncertain. her facials were partaking on the side of nervousness and undermining sadness.

aimless wandering. and then a blankness so sweet she never could remember time nor date nor thought of when it seized her mind. at times when the lovely darkness came, roxxy's body began to work overtime it seemed. the cells in perfect organization to make her athletic frame as malleable and flawless as it had been from the get-go. in natural habit, the cells reproduced and died in the timeless battle of putting her pieces of tissue where they all should be going. sparks and sawyer may had been prepared to the utmost of lasting in roxxy's wait for a few days...what none other than roxxy's body knew was that she was in a coma brought on by the trauma. the world would never see those brilliantly bright blue eyes until the seventh day.

notes;; geez!!! got deleted five times. but at the end of this post, i had an insane muse burst!! but i had to make myself promise i would not use it until muh next post!!!! oh, it AAAAAAALL gonna come out now!!!!

[Desert]

He didn't say anything at first. He just stared at her. His eyes saying everything. Was she alright? It was a stupid question, but he wanted to know. He really wanted to know what she was thinking about. What was causing her so much pain at the time when Roxxy was safe. He really wanted to reach out to her. Why couldn't he find it in himself to do it?

It was unexpected when she rolled herself into him. He did have a chance to hold her now. He put his arms around her and held her close. She shushed her gently. Strocking her hair. "It's alright." he whispered his voice as calm as ever. His anger had completely vanished, and now. He was calm, quiet. "It's going to be alright. You'll see. In the end. There will be changes, but we'll all be alive. And...Together." he kissed her forehead.

He stared at her. His eyes grew old when she asked why he was the way he was. It was the last thing he wanted to talk about. She deserved to know. She deserved to know who he was. He sighed and pursed his lips "I don't know where to start. I'll try and make this as short as possible." he paused breaking their gaze for a moment. Thinking about how he could make this easy on him and Leelyn. He didn't want to get angry at himself than take it out on Leelyn.

"I've always been a screwed up person. Stupid. I was the only boy. I had two sisters. Ashley and...Layra." he had to choke out her name. He Swollowed the lump in his throat and continued. "Layra and I were like glue. She was the only person who understood me. She helped me get an education when I stupidly dropped out of high school. " he sighed looking down at Leelyn. He bit his lower lip. "Well, uh. I used to drugs. I used to do drugs A LOT! Layra found out and of course, she wanted to help me. So, I let her. I was part of a gang. I told them I was leaving. I knew they were going to get revenge on me somehow. Just not in the way I expected."

He avoided eye contact with Leelyn now. "One night we were walking hom from a reunion with Sawyer and his brother, Chen. Layra always had a sixth sense when it came to danger. She wanted to take a cab. But I insisted we walk. That was the worst mistake of my life of mistakes.

"We had to walk through old colonial Williamsburg. A place you don't want to be at night. But Layra and I walked that path a million times. She was having a panic attack. Then out of nowhere. My old gang showed up. I ignored them at first. But they surrounded us. Layra didn't move at all. She was frozen to me. I knew what they wanted. They had the same look on their faces that Dimitri had that one night when he looked at Roxxy. Hatred and Lust. They wanted her. I wasn't ready to let them."

He closed his eyes. Remembering that dreaded night. The pain. "I fought hard. But I was up against seven men who were ten times bigger than me. I lost. The bound me and gagged me. Layra was alone. She fought too. But she couldn't do anything. They grabbed her and....raped her." he frowned. His eyes were amazingly dry. That was a first.

"They hurt her. She was screaming bloody murder. They just snickered and hurt her more. I could only watch. I tried to scream through the gag. I tried to beg them to let her go. My cries didn't help. The took out a gun." he rached to his belt and brough out the Desert Eagle. "Quite like this one." he frowned and studied the pistol. "The put the barrel in her mouth and....." his voice froze for a few seconds. "Pulled the trigger." he slipped the gun back into its holster and sighed. "She died then and there. The gang let me go and walked away. Somehow, she was still alive. But only for a second."

"I took her home. My parents were worried about us, but when they saw Layra. They forgot about me. They blamed me for her death. I wasn't even allowed to go to her funeral! My parents called the police and I was taken away from home. The cops beleived my story and tried to convince my parents. I went home and my horses were tacked up. They told me to get out. And I did. Never looked back. Never wanted to. I wandered the whole East coast for two years. I..uh..." he froze. Could he tall her his darkest secret. No one, not even Sawyer, knew it. He could trust her. He sighed "I hunted those bastards down. I caught them in New York. They were in Central Park. No one was there. I was so mad I...." he lowered his voice to a whisper si Sawyer wouldn't hear "I killed them all. One by one. I regreted it instantly. The police knew it was me. I don't know how. So. I ran. Three days later I was pronounced dead. If the police ever catch me...alive. I'm doomed. I can't trust anyone. I hate talking to people I don't know."

He looked into her eyes. His expression was still calm. "That's why I am the way I am." he held her tightly. "Now you know." he closed his eyes and waited for her to say something

Tags ~' Sawyer Alex, Leely Roxxy
Word Count ~' 947
Muse ~' High
Music ~' I don't really know
Notes ~' This thread is getting more fun by the minute!

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

leelyn watched him with burning brown eyes. upon hearing his words, she felt something blossom inside of her. a kindred warmth spread through her chest. she liked the word 'together'. together was a good word. the word was good. she smiled softly at him, long lashes fluttering a few times, but then remained still to frame the steady gaze. at his tender kiss on her forehead, her smile became even softer. she sighed and rested her head on his chest again. but then, her head shot back up so that she could gaze at him while he spoke. she listened to him, his whole story. it seemed to come from the pit of his soul, the pain sprinkled with a killer passion to revenge the one he loved so much and had lost.

her eyes were widened in thoughtless horror, shock and anger written across her face in a whirlwind of morbid emotion. upon hearing the words 'gang' and 'rape', her face went to an unholy shade of white. the gang was horrible, yes, and alex had definitely went through a lot. and to her, it all made sense now. he was shy, withdrawn, locked in a world he could no longer call his own. a mindless wanderer of the world who had only to heed what he had left, himself. the blond holis was pouring over her tears onto his chest, her body giving way to those wordless sobs that seemed to happen upon her petite frame. but even more difficult to understand, she felt so much for him all the more. there were so many things he had told her, trusted her completely with.

and wiping her tears away, she sighed, and began to slow her breathing, her shallow, labored breathing from crying turning into a soft, deep breaths. she didn't speak for a while, and one might have thought that she had went to sleep. after all it was early in the morning. but then, almost inaudibly and in a narrator's voice, leelyn spoke. "i am not who you think i am. i was born jocelyn maree sabado. roxxy was born phaedra xena sabado." she avoided all eye contact and with sniff that would've made one think she was about to cry, she slowly rolled away, just a foot away, her back to him. she spoke louder. sawyer deserved to know just as much as alex did.

the first of the secrets was out. but just like dominos. when one falls, they all fall. leelyn's back was to alex, arms folded, her lean body making a woman's silhouette, but a much more folded, feeble version. leelyn had never looked more fragile. her voice was hoarse. "we were young, but they saw potential in us. we worked the hardest, we were the strongest. i'll never forget the way they lined us up, us teenage girls, and inspected us like cattle. we were just pawns in the set of the game. i was fifteen when they recruited me. she had just turned fourteen." she lapsed into silence, her voice having broke on the last syllabyll. a tiny tear fell down her cheek.

"our family had always been oriented around the military. we have osi agents, 4 star generals, master sargeants, and even a set of jason bournes in our family. it was only tradition the girls and boys in our family were dedicated to the fight for our country as well. so, we were sent to camps. a special camp. at this time, santana lozano was the biggest and most powerful of all the drug lords. he still is....but when we were picked out, it was to use us to get to him. that's why we, as young teenagers were lined up after excessive training to pick out the girls that would be used to catch him. phae and i were one of the strongest and the most determined. we were informed of what was going to happen, what we were being used for.

"but phae and i, especially me, were naive to accept. but as it was. the damage was done. the military owned us. so, we went into training. we learned judo, tae kwan do, karate, kung fu, every martial arts in the book. we learned stealth, firearms. phae, myself, and two other girls were being turned into child assassins." leelyn cut off, her voice becoming hateful and bitter. "i'll never forget the fear i had. that phae had. that amy had. that leah had. i will never forget the time i killed my first human. i hated it. it was an innocent bystander. just a man, no kids. i was told to kidnap him, and kill him. simple as that. and just like a fucking robot. i did what i was told. god help me, i'll NEVER forget the look in his eyes. he looked at me and just asked, "what did i do to deserve this?" and then, i put a bullet through his head.

"our government is this sick, twisted joke, not capable of any decency. i carried out, along with my sister and the two others, several similar assignments. but each one was more demanding. i had to learn to make them talk, tell them what i wanted. phae and i excelled in such matters. and then, finally we were turned lose, with one intention in mind: kill dimitri. we were sent to ensnare him with either one of us. amy died first. she became too involved in her work. and came too close to his quarters.....oh, god she never had a chance." leelyn burst into tears. her voice rose to a shrill pitch, her screaming at the memory was filled with pain and mental agony. "HE CUT HER TO PIECES AND THEN BURNED HER ALIVE!!! THE BASTARD BURNED HER ALIVE, I COULD HEAR HER SCREAMING AND I COULDN'T ANYTHING BECAUSE IT WOULD BLOW MY OWN FUCKIN' COVER!!! she went into loud sobs, her body shaking uncontrollably.

but then, just as suddenly as her outburst as started, her intonations became low and hoarse."anything about me, written on my records, is all some shit. a big lie. just like it is about phae's. but....you know...even the lives i've taken, slaughtered, amounts to the betrayal i led. and it against my own sister. her voice was shaking in a rythm that could be noticably be heard. "i was told that nobody's life was more important than the mission. and that it would always come first. and like the idiot i was, i basically gave my life away. i gave my sister away in the contract. and they did it right under my nose. i was so young...so fucking stupid." she went into a strained sielnce again.

her mouth opened several times only to close again. she gave a wordless shriek and the let out rapidly, "i let them use her to trap him, to find out all she could, while was in doing the only thing i could and started making money of my own. i recorded songs, and they found a look-a-like that could pass for myself. the leelyn holis that everyone sees on stage is lip-singing. i record the songs and she sings them, having had a surgery to look like me. all this, and using phaedra was all a scheme to lure dimitri in, so that we could get to his father. they had phaedra play him at school. and then, he tried to rape her at her own house. i was gone for training again. and all this time, the fbi had been waiting for a chance like this..." leelyn stopped for a moment to whisper softly, like she had just discovered this realization just then.

"and i gave it to them." leelyn suddenly, still laying on her side, drew her knees up to her chest and went into a fetal position as the sobs grew harder. "then, leah died and i was brought back from training to secure the position we were in. we thought we almost had him. then, the deal went down that night....phae saw everything. dimitri was in jail, the police force there suffered a massive massacre at the hands of santana and that's when the fbi saved phaedra and did the fucking thing i wasn't decent enough to do! they saved her, pulled her out when she was running for her life, dimitri's guards after her. when i heard the news, i talked to the captain and we did the only thing we could do.

"several months prior to the deal with the drugs, the fbi had took precautions and generated a family, under the radar. they had made a family of our size, and make up names and such. we became the holis's when everything went wrong. we had been stealthy until that point in the operation, but when roxxy was caught by lozano's men, dimitri and santana's suspicions had been confirmed." leelyn's voice dramtically changed. it became almost child-like in the hurt and confusion that lilted in her tones now. "so, we made up our histories, individually.....i could've been killed so easily...kelly was my double on stage. she was killed the other night. slit throat. clean. it's only a matter of time before dimitri figures it all out. he's too damn smart. and this is what it did to me, to us." then, leelyn turned around to look at alex, and she looked absolutely pitiful and so sad.

she whispered softly, a quiet sob breaking lose. "they're killing me. they're killing us" her bottom lip became fuller and extended absent-mindedly. her chin trembled. her frame seemed to fold in on itself. she turned her back towards him again. "and now, they've let this happen to her!!! and it's all because they say they have n0 proof! well, they ain't helping by sitting there and standing bye! she's going to die and there's nothing i can do. and THEY CAN'T HAVE MY SISTER!!! oh, gosh, no they can't....they can't take her from me. and look, what they've let her do to him. it's just going to get worse. and worse....and worse."

leelyn was tired and out of her mind. her mind was just taking it out on herself. all those years of pent up pain...it seemed to be coming out now. goodness, but leelyn would be stronger for it. "you know, everytime i close my eyes, i see that man i killed. and not just his face, but i see all their faces....they were all staring at me...you never know what kind of person you are until you are about to die." she cradled her broken demeanor. from the rest of her rambling, her voice never changed or raised. "i know he's coming soon. he's obsessed with her, you know. dimitri is obsessed with whatever he can't have. there was a time where he was obsessed with me...another betrayal. i put her in his sights. roxxy had always been in for the game.

"i will die before he can touch her again. and i will die before he hurts either of you. i can't let anyone get hurt on my account. you know, being fbi agents, we aren't supposed to be frightened or have any feelings...but it just not true...oh gosh, it's just not true!" leelyn suddenly went silent and she seemed to sink into the floor.

notes;; *sighs* i have so much muse...but i couldn't use it on this one because i have a time limit. but don't worry! i'll be home sunday! and no limit!

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holding My Last Breath...

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Her breathing changed all together when he told his story. He felt her tears. More tears that he desperately wanted to wipe away. He looked down at her. Feeling the sudden change in her breathing and the tone in her voice.

He let her go when she rolled away. He sat up and watched her back. Brown pools filled with wonder on what she was saying. Not quite confusion. He was silent. Only hearing the sound of Leelyn's voice and his racing heart. He took note of Sawyer coming out of hiding. He looked over at them with blind eyes. Not daring to come downstairs. He was still pale. He looked exhausted. Ales couldn't blame his friend.

They were both quiet as Leelyn spoke. Only watching her with intense stares. Alex opened his mouth to speak; to ask questions, but his voice cracked every time and he couldn't speak. No one could speak. The two boys' were just...there. Two flies on the wall. Learning things they probably shouldn't know about.

He saw Sawyer wince away from when she screamed. Her pitch must've been torture on his ears. Alex, being Alex, moved a few inches away. His heart thundered now. His mind racing with so many questions he couldn't remember half of them. Only that every single one of them started with "Why?"

He bit his tongue as she told the rest. He stared into her eyes. Feeling every emotion she had toward this. She blamed herself. In a way. He understood. He knew, somehow, how she was feeling. Another thing that was going through his mind. (Warning! Boyish thoughts) So, the woman I love is from the FBI.....Great...I think. he was quiet. Thinking of what to say next. But, he was speechless, thoughtless. He had the deer-in-the-headlights look on him. He looked up where Sawyer was standing. He was gone. Alex rolled his eyes and inched his way over to Leelyn.

He sat directly beside her. His back facing her. He crossed his legs and sighed "No one's going to die. No one but Dimitri." he pulled his knees to his chest and hugged them. "It's ok to feel fear. It's only natural. Same with emotion." he closed his eyes and heaved another long shaky sigh. He looked over his shoulder down at her "Why are you telling us this?" he asked. This was a question he just had to have the answer to.

He frowned. His mind's eye became fogged and dizzy. He swayed loosely from side to side as he tried to listed to Leelyn. He understood what he could, but it was all too confusing. He was so tired, that the words she spoke seemed to float from one ear and out the other. His mind only picking up various sounds and words. He tried to arrange them into something that made sense. When Leelyn screamed. It sounded like he was in a long hallway filled with dog whistles that were all going off at once. He whimpered and backed off, wanted to get away from the terrible noise. Filled with such agony.

He slid down against the wall and kept his head between his knees. Trying to get the blood flowing into his head again. His mind was shutting down on itself. It wanted sleep. Sleep that Sawyer wouldn't allow. He had to stay awake. He couldn't sleep. He wasn't allowed to sleep. But that's what he wanted. His mind's eye was screaming in protest. To let it rest. He hesitated when Leelyn screamed again. Something about 'sister' and 'can't. There was one other word he couldn't quite catch.

Was he going blind in both ears now? He was so damn tired. He wondered what time it was. He couldn't know. He just knew it was really early in the morning. One, two o'clock maybe. He stood up and tried to navigate his way back to Roxxy's room. He tripped over something, ran into something before he finally made it to her bedside....alive. He unwrapped the leash from around his wrist and looked toward the dog. He clipped on the lead and dragged him away. Sparks whined for a moment but finally gave up and followed. Sawyer looked over to Alex and Leelyn. At least..where he thought they were.

"I'm going to take Sparks out for a minute. Be right back." he muttered and without another word he went out into the rain. It was pouring hard. Dripping into his eyes when he looked up. Drops fell into his ears. Sparks's eyes seemed to glow through the darkness. Amber eyes, wolf eyes. Sawyer's pale figure stood out against the blackness. The boy and his dog simply stood there. Like two statues, standing tall and proud.

Alex watched Sawyer calmly. He had turned and now sat facing Leelyn. One hand was placed on her shoulder. The over hovering over her waist. His friend looked troubled. Same with the dog. Something was on Sawyer's mind. Something dark...Evil. Alex wasn't about to ask what that was. Sawyer grew up with eleven other brothers and sisters. Plotting was something he was good at.

He looked down at Leelyn, his expression soft and at ease. He finally lay his hand down on her waist. His touch was almost Sawyer-like. So soft. He smiled warmly, but the kind gesture vanished when he through about Sawyer. He took his hands away from Leelyn and stood up. "I'll be back in a moment. I need to tell Sawyer something." he said hesitantly. He followed Sawyer outside. The raid pounded on his head as he ran out to Sawyer.

He didn't seem to hear him coming, which was odd. Alex touched him shoulder and spun him around. Just to see Sawyer's dead expression. He frowned "What do you want, Alex." his voice was bitter, it was painful to hear. Alex looked away, down to Sparks, whose amber eyes bore into him. "I just wanted to know if you were.....alright" he racked his mind for the right words. Sawyer turned on his heel, facing away from Alex again. "Never better." he mumbled over the rain. Alex hesitated again. Taking two good steps back "Ok, just curious. You shouldn't stay out here long you know. You could.." he was cut off when he suddenly saw Sawyer right there. They were nose to nose. Alex's heart sped up. "Listen here, Alex. I would prefer it if you left me in peace right now. My mind's eye is gone and I can't see ANYTHING! Not even in my head! It's so blurry." Sawyer lifted his head and looked up.

He was like a bat. Sawyer could defiantly see. Just differently. It was his secret! He hated those bastards for what they did to his eyes. He'd never forgive them for his blindness. He also thanked them for his mind's eye. As stupid as it was. When he was diagnosed with visually imparement. The doctors decided to do a little "experiment" on his eyes. Make his vision better. He felt like a lab rat! Not even his parents knew about what these people did to him! They thought it was a simple surgery that failed in the end. No! They took his sight from him! They did give him enhanced hearing. Something that sometimes let Sawyer see brief silvery images of his surroundings. Like colour-blindness. Or echolocation. He was blind out of his eyes! Didn't mean he was in total darkness like he was in now. He felt really blind! No images came to mind. Nothing but fogged out darkness! Like he was floating in the River Styx. Just dead. He frowned "You're pretty much the only one who knows. Alex! You should understand! I'm so tired I can't think straight!" he cried, ready to pull his hair out.

"Sleep then. If it's what your mind wants than that's what you should give it! You'll have your sight back as soon as you rest." Alex's voice trailed off. Sawyer began to pace like a mad man, blinking wildly. Foaming at the mouth. "I can't sleep! I won't sleep! Not until Roxxy wakes up. Not until I know she's alright!" he slipped backwards and landing on his back. He rolled over onto his side and moaned. Anguish filled his mind. He felt Alex beside him. "She is alright! You have to stop thinking of the future! You have to think of now! Sawyer! She's fine!" he explained. Sawyer frowned. Could Alex be right? When it came to stuff like this...Alex knew all. "I can't help it Alex! I can't not think about the future! That's all I have!" his voice was low now. Like the voice his mother used at home. Something fell from the corner of his eye. He reached up and felt something wet and salty. It was a tear...A TEAR! Something rare for Sawyer. When Sawyer cried it was tearless sobs. Very rare did even a single tear fall. Not now. His dry eyes let them drip down the side of his white face. "My past is screwed up! My parents don't know why I'm really blind! No one but you and Evean! I was a lab rat. An experiment. My eyes were worthless for me when I was born! But I could still see out of them!" he curled up into a little ball on the ground. Sparks howled for a moment. His master was sad! His mate was hurt and now he was truly blind. The dog came over and lay next to him, like he did with Roxxy. Sawyer spun around and threw his arms around Spark's neck and cried into his shoulder. "Now Roxxy's hurt! I wasn't there to help her when she really needed me. I failed! I promised myself I wouldn't let her get hurt when I was around. I broke that! Look at her Alex! Her screams are still ringing in my mind. Haunting me! Like a entity that won't go away! Even when commanded!" it felt good to speak his mind. To cry. Alex was dead silent. Sawyer's eyes were squeezed shut as he curled up next to Sparks. He gripped his neck and held him as if it were his life he was clinging to life. Sparks was his life. There was no other dog. The huge canine's thick coat was like a shield to him. Only the sound of the rain filled his mind. Not until Alex broke the peaceful silence.

"Sawyer. C'mon. I hate seeing you like this. You need to think on the bright side! She's alive! and she loves you just as much as you love her." Now that he knew what was going on through Sawyer's head. He knew what to tell his friend. To comfort him. Alex loved Sawyer. He was his very best friend. And seeing his best friend curled up in the rain crying his heart out was painful to watch. There were tears. Tears of pain. He looked up. Dark shadows circled his eyes. He looked like he hasn't slept for weeks. Like he was wearing dark purple eyeliner. His skin was still close to white. "How do you---" Alex half smiled "Every time she looks at you. I can just see it. She loves you! Her eyes light up every time." Crawling over to Sawyer he sat next to him. He sat up and looking into Alex's eyes. As if he could see them.

Alex didn't really understand how Sawyer's mind worked. It was like a jigsaw puzzle. One that couldn't be solved. He was once told, by Sawyer himself, that he himself didn't quite know how his strange ability worked. That brought Alex back to comparing Sawyer with a bat. His ears were everything. He heard everything! Every sound turning itself into an object. Same with his sense of touch. Every time he touched something. It became a detailed image of whatever it was. That was only Alex's theory. Whatever those doctors did with him. It was confusing. But Sawyer was so good at it. Whatever it was.

"I have to trust you, Alex. You can see everything and anything. You're my eyes. Right?" Sawyer asked his voice sober now. Alex smiled "Yeah. I've always been your eyes, Sawyer. I always will." he pursed his lips. Sawyer's eyes were now closed and his muscles looked relaxed. For the first time that night. Sawyer looked peaceful. Content. Alex looked at the sky. The rain slowed to a heavy drizzle. The clouds began to run. Stars shone through holes in the sky. The moon hid behind a single cloud. Lighting up the fluffy grey cloud. The edges turning white. Letting some light rest on the Earth. All three of them looked up now. Sparks was like a pillow to Sawyer and Alex.

Sawyer's eyes were now open. The corners of his lips pulled up slightly. Alex watched him. His chest rose and fell steadily now. He looked up again. [color=white"What does it look like? The moon I mean." Sawyer's voice rang again, a musical tone. "I've never actually seen the moon. I can't hear it. I can't feel it." Sawyer whispered.

Alex had to think for a minute. "The moon?" he mused gnawing on his lower lip. This was a hard one. He knew Sawyer wanted detail. "It's kinda like the sun, but darker. A great silver disk in the sky, Only on a full moon. It changes shape you know. One night it may be a full moon, and then a few nights later, only half, It's bright sometimes, dark sometimes." he pulled his eyebrows together as he tried to learn more. More words to describe the moon. He felt sorry for Sawyer. Living for twenty years without knowing what the moon looks like. "It could be as red as blood or as blue as the ocean." he scratched his scalp. "Yellow at times." he was getting worse at describing things. He looked over at Sawyer. "What do you see?" he asked, curious. Sawyer looked over at him and smiled "Exactly what you're telling me." he closed his eyes again. Alex stared at the sky. It was now a blanket of stars, hiding behind a canopy of clouds. Each floating individually. Some creating shapes. It brought back memories.

"Just like old times." Sawyer muttered before hand. Alex smiled "Just like old times." he repeated. He remembered laying on the very top of the hill back at Sawyer's family ranch. Laying with Sawyer, Syra, Layra, and Evean. All laying together. In a circle, their heads together. Looking up at the sky. Laughing, singing, maybe even just laying there. The sweet scent of the Sage still hung in the air, It was like he could smell it.

He looked at Sawyer "We should go back inside. We've been out here for a while." he sat up. Sawyer opened his eyes. "You go. I'll be there in a moment. I need some time to think." he murmured. Alex stood up and nudged Sawyer's ankle with his toe "Alright." he looked at Sparks. The look in the animal's eye claimed that he was to stay. Alex nodded to him. Sparks was wolf, he could sleep out here. He slept in the front yard at home. Only once or twice a week. Running a hand through his wet hair. Alex stepped back inside. He looked back at Sawyer only once than closed the door and walked back over to Leelyn.

"I'm sorry that took so long." he whispered, glad to be at her side again.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex
Word Count ~' 2,587
Muse ~' High
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' A little more on Sawyer and Alex's relationship ^^ And..Sawyer has a secret, too.
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

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leelyn listened to his words with sightless, unblinking eyes. she was totally unresponsive to his words, his caresses. she was completely dead to the world. and then, when alex left, she nodded numbly. as the door closed, she looked up and her breath seemed to leave her. she wanted to see her sister before she fell asleep. without a sound, muscle moved in accordance to lift up her petite frame. in quick, cat-like strides, she was up the stairs in a matter of seconds, and she seemed to melt at the sight of her sleeping sister. she was recognizable now, with the blood and other gore off of her and her face slightly less swollen. but the sight of her was pitiful and horrifying.

leelyn came up to her sister and smiled softly, her whole expression and carriage changing. she became unbelievably gentle as she got on the large canopy bed, the curtains drawn back. the light-haired woman layed down beside her. (the bed was certainly big enough!) and she stroked her sister's cheek, tenderly and softly. "you know...you can't die. you're too strong to die. besides. i won't let that happen. i've had my weak moment, but that's been comin' for a while now. it's gone. i'm just waiting for yours. perhaps this is it, maybe this'll be the worst that ever will happen. God knows how much i want that. but...i think we both know, somewhere deep in our minds, that dimitri's just going to come back...until he finds out what he wants to find out or he finds something that he doesn't like about you...then, he's going to rape you over and over again and kill you...or try.

"but i can't let that happen. we can't let that happen. this operation rides too much on this. he can't kill you this easily. you have to fight it all. i will haveta fight too." her words were gentle, but they had a factual, stony edge to them. like she as laying down the law. "phaedra...i told them about us. who we really were. at least what they needed to know. i held back a lot. i'd like to think, though, that you'd like to stay known as the roxanna everyone knows and loves...i know i don't wanna hear anyone call me jocelyn. it reminds me of amy...and leah...and our family." her words weren't so stony anymore. they were reduced to soft, loving whispers.

"you know when you wake up, you're gonna have a present. you're gonna be happy. and imma do whatever i can for you." she paused a moment to chuckle. "but it seems i might have to compete for your affection." she went into soft laughter, this time, but then soothed her voice to where she could talk softly. 'sawyer loves you, you know...everyone loves you. you have too much to live for. you. cannot. die. roxxy." a small, diamond-like tear sped down from her right brown eye as she ran her fingers through her sister's hair. "sleep, roxxy, sleep. and get better."

with a bitter-sweet kiss to her forehead, she turned around and walked away. but she had to drag her body down the stairs and seeing as alex still hadn't come back, she actually collapsed on the floor from where she had gotten up earlier. with a few heavy breaths, she finally calmed her breathing, going deeper into her lungs for air. after a few more minutes, she was almost asleep. and she heard alex come back inside. she smiled faintly at him, her eyelids drooping so much they were almost closed. her body and mind were going into hibernation for a few hours. she heard his words with sharp ears. and she responded with slurring, inarticulate words. "s'okay....alex...i lo.." she never finished because she drifted off to sleep, her body leaning against alex's.

...day one...

not a single response. leelyn gave her a low amount of morphine and cleaned the cuts.

...day tw0...

leelyn watches her sister, gives her all necessary meds, and even cries sometimes. she doesn't understand why her sister won't wake up.

...day three...

roxxy's left eye twitched, signs of a minor infection. leelyn watches with steady eyes.

...day four...

roxanna's fists suddenly clench, the tendons showing visibly. already her body looks much better. and then her fists unclenches just as abruptly. but in her hands, there are bleeding gashes where her fingernails had dug into. as always, leelyn is taking care of her little sister and is even becoming somewhat jealous of her time spent with her.

...day five...

roxanna's mind is blank, and wandering but not really aware of it. it was part of her deliriousness. she never moved. leelyn had woken up at her usual time, and had tended to roxxy's caring to. but today, she had to get out of the house. seeing roxxy so fragile looking was hurting her deeply. she was thinking about what to do when suddenly sparks crossed her vision. instantly she shot up, and ran upstairs to get her wallet. looking at alex and sawyer, she called in a slightly brighter voice that she had used the last few days, "i'll be back in a few hours!" she never said a temporary farewell. she just marched straight out the door without much thought to anything but today's mission.

taking her corvette, she left the mansion in a hurry, thoughts of roxxy's surprise in her mind. she was rather excited herself. when roxxy woke up, she would be ecstatic. leelyn smiled brightly at the hopeful thought that her sister would wake up today. the thought made her speed even faster down the highways and out of shady lane. once out on the open road, she felt extremely alert. she knew full well that dimitri could be hiding anywhere. but she did have the one hope, the one solemn hope, that he wouldn't be back until half the police force was chopped up and stuffed into tortilla boxes or the whole thing quieted down. as it were, it would be a while. a tear slid down as she thought of mikey's family.

three hours later, she was shooting down the driveway of the address she had looked up on the computer. they bred irish setters and golden retrievers here. excitedly, leelyn got out of the car and headed for the medium sized house with kennels and yards surrounding it. walking in, she was met by a bright, plump woman who seemed to look like the perfect description of a mother. leelyn instantly felt relieved and began to talk to her about what she wanted. the woman smiled, nodded, thrilled to have a rising superstar in her house, buying two of her dogs. leelyn could only smile, tension growing in her stomach from being far away from her sister.

walking down the rows of dogs, she found abruptly stopped to find a dog that just totally reminded her of roxxy. the deep red coat of the young irish setter female shone like a flame under the sun. her eyes were bright and intelligent, and she was sitting there, watching her with those playful eyes. she was drop dead gorgeous. her eyes never left the tall female setter. the woman came up to the wire of the cage and immediately smiled. "that's scarlett sunset. scarlett for short. she's our pride and joy." the stout woman looked proud. leelyn looked at her and with those solemn brown eyes, she said in her most beautiful, hypnotizing, pleading voice, "i have to have her. how much would i need to pay?"

the woman looked from leelyn to scarlett, who suddenly seemed to have this intense gaze. the woman looked like she was about to protest, but then, she stopped herself. "for 2,000, you can have her. and my golden retriever that i know you'll want if you want scarlett." leelyn's beat a little bit faster. the irish setter was meant for roxanna, but she couldn't help but want a dog of her own. and she had always wanted a golden retriever. she watched as the breeder strode away down the aisle, to enter a cage and come back out with one of the most beautiful golden retrievers she had ever seen. that incredible amount of intellect that was in scarlett's eyes was in this female's eyes too.

"this is topaz mystique. she's used to being called mystique though." mystique trotted towards leelyn like she owned the place. and as soon as she saw scarlett, she gave a friendly bark. the two females locked eyes and scarlett's elegant body got up and with a chuckle, leelyn noticed she walked in the same regal fashion that mystique did. "i'll take 'em both for $4,000."

two hours later, and lots of shopping and papers and talking, leelyn was entering shady lane with two of the most beautiful, silky dogs on earth it felt like. the dogs were excited, but even though they were trained, they were getting extremely playful in the backseat, shoving each other around. playful growling could be heard from the two three year old bitches. leelyn looked at mystique and smiled. the retriever stopped her playing to look at leelyn. and with amazing agility in the speeding vehicle, the golden female jumped to the passenger seat and began licking leelyn's face in a tender, loving fashion. yes. mystique was definitely leelyn's dog.

scarlett, meanwhile, was watching the road with bright brown eyes, her coat burning a brilliant red in the incoming light of the afternoon. in a span of 10 minutes, leelyn found herself parked in the circle in front of her great front doors of her home. "welcome home ladies." looking at them and seeing them brimming with energy and excitement, she said in a commanding, firm voice, "heel." simple as that, the tall setter and retriever followed leelyn as she got out of the corvette, got all the stuff out of the trunk, and then marched into the house.

as the girls went into the house, scarlett and mystique immediately began to tense up, their hackles raising, teeth baring. this house...there was fear-scent in this house. something was severely wrong. mystique stuck close to her chosen owner, while scarlett's liquid brown eyes scanned the scene. she gave a loud bark, her tail pointing straight out, her head held high, as if she was daring anyone to approach her without her permission. leelyn watched scarlett with amused eyes. but the amusement was sad, grim. she said softly, "scarlett! come. heel." with a little hesitation, the beautiful setter settled at leelyn's left heel. she reached down to pet scarlett's stiff head. "sweetheart...i'm going to show you who i bought you for."

she gave the setter a sad smile and looked back at mystique. "stay. i'll be back in a second." the golden haired dog whimpered in protest but nonetheless complied as she went into a relaxed, comfortable position. leelyn left her with scarlett right behind her. they entered roxxy's room with a knock. leelyn never would have believed it if she hadn't of witnessed it with her own eyes. the irish setter's formal, stiff demeanor and her eyes brightened dramatically. she gave a bark of joy and without another word, bounded towards the immobile woman laying on the bed. she was so still! what was wrong with her new master?! this was her new master! had to be! why was she being so stil?! was something wrong with her?! scarlett's mind was never-ending in its simple thoughts of calculating.

mistress was hurt. must be gentle. doesn't want to hurt new mistress. scarlett gingerly touched roxxy's arm with her cold wet nose and whined. leelyn watched the big red dog communicate with roxxy. then, without any warning, scarlett whipped around the corner of the bed and hopped onto it. with a satisfied grunt, the flame-colored female settled beside roxxy's body, her lengthy body pressed gently, but firmly into the curve of roxxy's side. and with a resolute expression in those brown eyes, scarlett sat her head down on her new mistress's stomach, observant eyes wary of anyone who came too close. new mistress had to be protected for right now. there was something wrong with her.

leelyn watched with wide eyes and when scarlett seemed to be staring her down, she shook her head and turned around to descend down the stares. she was met by a mystique who was staring expectantly at her with glimmering brown eyes. leelyn had only to laugh to get a welcoming bark from her dog. "mystique, you are too much of my dog." she bent down on the bottom step to affectionately play with the golden retriever's ears. she then, with mystique following her every move, finished out the days chores. this included dodging scarlett's vicious attempts at dissuading her from touching roxxy to give her her medicine. leelyn had to spend an hour at the most to convince the irish setter that she wasn't going to hurt roxxy.

but when she was assured, scarlett was still wary-eyed.

...day six...

leelyn watched in a white-faced expression, as scarlett ate her food and then vanished upstairs, to be beside her actionless owner. she had cried all day, basically because roxxy still had not moved. but leelyn cried happy for one thing. that roxxy's body was not swollen anymore and she was becoming her old self everyday.

...day seven...

roxxy opened her eyes and was immediately welcomed by frantic licks from a strange, but inarguably beautiful dog. scarlett stopped in her cleaning of her face to start barking loudly. roxxy's mind was still trying to figure everything out. it was like she had never appreciated how much...color her life had. so beautiful. those bright blue eyes picked up everything. and slowly, roxxy sat up, only to wince in pain. she gave a small yelp of surprise. this hushed the fire-colored female. she became absolutely still. her head became stiff and she beared all her teeth at the golden retriever that just happened to waltz into the room.

roxxy's mind left the present and went to the past, trying to sort out everything. suddenly, it all flew back to her. and roxxy's reaction was instant. she started to cry loudly. scarlett took this the wrong and with a snarl, she lept off the bed and flew after mystique, thinking the retriever was the cause of her mistress's pain and tears. "SAWYER!!! LEELYN!!! ALEX!!! roxxy screamed to the top of her lungs.

it had become evident to leelyn and everybody else in the past two days that scarlett was a predictably jealous, but amazingly smart canine. she played her charms with sparks and did what she was told, yes, but when it came to mystique...there was a love-hate relationship. the two females actually fought very often with one another, but it had never ended in any hair lost or any blood shed. just a little scrabble here and there, but never any damage. and scarlett was a very quiet dog. actually, both of them were. which is why when scarlett started barking loudly and rapidly, leelyn instantly knew something was up. looking down at her right, where mystique always was, she frowned to see the gold bitch was gone.

a confused, worried expression was now on her face. she already looked ghostly from her condition of worrying and crying and being busy all the time, but now she looked petrified and petrifying. and just as she made her way to the bottom of her spiralling staircase, she heard a venomous snarl and heard and saw a blur of gold and copper shoot down beside her. the retriever was fast, but the irish setters were known for being extremely quick creatures. scarlett had mystique down now and she was grappling with the dog of her own size. looking at them, she took two seconds to put them both outside. and that's when she heard the crying in the female-dogless house. with a scream and a heart that nearly flew out of her mouth, she heard her named and screamed in reply, 'ROXXY!!!!"

running as fast as she could, she burst into her sister's room and nearly died from her own sobbing. she took her dark-haired sister into her arms. "you're awake...or gosh, you're alive, you're awake!" leelyn buried her face into the rose-scented hair, the familiar smell knocking her senseless. roxxy was awake. she was better! it was one of those moments, where one has to share the joy with another person, even if the person they were holding and sharing it was the reason for the celebration. leelyn wanted to hug alex tightly. he had been her comforter through the whole ordeal. she didn't want to change that now. so, she broke off from her sister who was still crying, but happily now, to sit on the floor on knees, doubled over.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] leelyn, roxxy, alex, and sawyer
WORDS!?![/b] 2,815 NEW RECORD!
MUSE!?![/b] *points in sky* oh look...there it goes!
MUSIC!?![/b] she gotta donk-unknown
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] hehe....wanna make ze mega thread?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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Alex thought he knew what the end of her sentence was. Still, he didn't say anything. He just cradled her tightly in his arms for the rest of that morning. Until around six when Sawyer woke him up with a kick. Alex, luckily, wasn't facing him or Leelyn would suffer from some bruises. The air rushed out of his lungs

Day One

Sawyer's eyes were bright red. His face looked twisted "Alex, I need you to go get my eyedrops. I forgot them. And there's no way I'll be able to drive." he said moaning in pain. Alex knew what terrible pain having red eyes was like. He slowly worked his way free from Leelyn and ran out the door and sped away.

Syra knew. She tossed the small bottle at Alex who caught it and drove back. He left the Mercedes at home and took his Silver Volvo. He told their slave. AKA, Sawyer's brother to wash the Guard, and that maybe he'd be able to drive it later...not.

Sawyer had his eyes closed but her knew exactly when Alex got their. He was at the door before Alex had a chance to get through. With a shaking white hand he took the drops and carfully let the liquid drop into his eyes. Alex watched with interest. "So, being a science experiment has its ups and downs right?" Alex asked. Sawyer flinched when he said that. "Shut up, Alex." he mumbled than walked away. He vanished up stairs to get his dog.

Day Two

Sawyer made many calls. To every member of his family. He didn't tell them what happened. He just needed to talk to them. He spoke with his mother for a while. Until she said she had to go. Even Alex could hear Sawyer's little brother, Alan screaming from the background.

He then called his favourite sibling off all of them, Evean. Now he told her the story and the going ons. There was silence on the other end. Sawyer had the phone on speaker. Both him and Alex leaned over the phone as if they'd never seen one before. Confusion on their faces. Evean was quiet. Only the quiet purr of her V12 Vanquish sounded. Also the sniffing of her beautiful wolf mix, Sam who barked happily when Sawyer and Alex greeted her.

"I'll be there in a few days, don't worry bro!" Eveans high, cheerful voice seemed to lighten the room. Sawyer heaved a huge sigh when she said she was going to be there. Colour returned to his cheeks. Her grinned wildly "Thank you Eves, I'm glad you could come." he said followed by a snort from the other line "Geez Sawyer. Give me some credit. I would rather be home. Playing battle of the sexes like everyone else. Oh, the boys' are ahead by two. Thanks to yours truley!" He could hear Evean's grin.

Sawyer chuckled "No, you'd rater be here with your bad blind ass brother. Besides, Alex's here, remember." he laughed. Alex frowned. "HI SEXY! I didn't know you were with him right now! I love you shorty!" Evean called to Alex who rolled his eyes over and over "Evean, I'm not short...You're just tall." he bit his lip.

Silence. Sawyer was laughing quietly. Evean was three inches taller than Alex, so she liked to call him short. "Well guys, We're in Kansas and we're going to stop here for a while. Give the horses a break. BYE GUYS!" she laughed loudly than hung up. Alex sighed "I love your sister, but she can be....weird." he shook his head. Sawyer grunted "My whole family's weird. Get used to it."

Day Three

Sawyer kept to himself most of that day. He went and took care of everyone's horses. Just as a favour, and the fact he had nothing better to do. He even tried to get near Black without having the horse tense up too much. He'd work hard to gain the stallion's trust. If he was going to be near Roxxy, he would want to be on Black's good side.

When he returned he went right upstairs and touched Roxxy's hand. He felt a surge of hope pulse through his body. Her skin felt softer. And she had moved a little to the left, not by much, but she did move. He was careful, but he crawled up next to her. He lay beside her for a while. Both him and Sparks. They watched her. Sawyer's hands scanned over her arms. He smiled and kissed her forehead. Only a few more days. He stood, Sparks decided to stay, and walked off. Alex was staring at the screen on his laptop. Reading an artical on him. "Hey Sawyer! I'm on Yahoo!" he laughed. Sawyer rolled his eyes "Yeah Alex, sure. You've been on Yahoo all week."

Day Four

Both Sawyer and Alex dissapear all day. No signs of them what so ever. The horses are gone too. Apperently they rode into the next state. Why? They wanted to. They magicly showed up at around noon the next day only to see...

Day Five

Two dogs and a google eyed Sparks. The wolf was looking down at the Irish Setter. Little hearts forming into his eyes. Was it love? It had to be. She was the most beautiful creature the world has ever seen. Her fur, her eyes, everything abuot her was georgous! He looked over at the Retreiver. They had one at home, Lambchop, Alan's dog. She wasn't Sparks's very best friend when it came to breed wise. He snorted and looked over at Scarlett again. It looked like her winked when he padded downstairs. He sniffed both of them. Having to lower his head to reach their noses. When they grew tense. So did he. The fur on the back of his neck rose and he turned and trotted up the stairs. Hopped up onto Roxxy's bed and lay down in his claimed spot on her left side. He stayed there for most of the week and he wasn't about to give it up to a beautiful fea, he'd have to look somewhat of a thread to both dogs, considering his size and half breed.

Sawyer followed them both, only to be growled at by Sparks. "Shut up, Sparks." he groaned tapping the male dog's nose. He looked at Scarlett. He grew up with dogs and really knew how to get on one's good side. With the touch of an angel, he stroked her fur, down her spine. He didn't make complete eye contact.

He watched Roxxy for a moment before he turned and left. Alex called his name from downstairs. Sawyer had to obey.Alex read Evean's newest text"Get your ass home RIGHT NOW, Sawyer. Or I'm going to hunt you down and catch you like a fish." he read it word for word. Sawyer's heart stopped "She's here!" he cried pulling Alex into a choking hug. He grabbed Alex's keys. They had kept the Volvo. He sped off. He bought the car he knew how to use it. Hitting the brakes he stopped almost bumper to bumper with Evean's Vanquish, only to hear her yell, "Crash my car I'll kill you!" Sawyer didn't answer he just ran to her and pulled her into a hug. She was six feet tall so she was only three inches shorter than Sawyer. They held each other for a long while until a very large, almost Sparks sized husky collided with Sawyer. "SAMMY!" he cried falling onto his back while the femme licked him to death. He laughed as he ran his fingers through her fur. She was a short hair during the summer. Still her fur was as fine as silk.

Finally he couldn't hangle her anymore "Sam! Sam, get off. C'mon." he laughed covering his face the best he could "Samantha!" he finally got his wish and she stepped off. He stood up just to hear Evean laughing. "You should see the look on your face right now! Classic!" she was laughing hard now.

Sawyer ran and hand through his hair and hissed at her. "You're lucky Sparks isn't here." he snarled in a playful way. Evean punched his shoulder and groaned "Where is Sparks?"she asked. Sawyer smiled "With Alex, Leelyn, and Roxxy." he said feeling Evean's eyes on him.

"Yesh, help me get my stuff." she demanded dragging Sawyer with her. Same old Evean.

Day Six

Sawyer was gone with Evean the whole day. He needed a break. Alex stayed with Leelyn. Just to keep her company besides the dogs. Sparks continued to flirt with Scarlett, when he could. Alex couldn't help but laugh at the dog's attempts to get to Scarlett. He called Sawyer once. No answer. They must be busy. he laughed out loud at the thought, only to get a dirty look from Sparks. Alex glared back but turned away from the dog's intense stare.

Day Seven

Sparks was a blur of rust and black up the stairs before the two other dogs had a chance to get down. He barked as he stared at Roxxy. Licking her all over. Still moved now! She spoke. His eyes were bright with pride. It was him who never left her side. HIM! While Sawyer ran off with his litter mate and was no where to be found. He hopped up beside her and barked again. This time he barked at Alex and Leelyn. Could they hear her? He touched his nose to Roxx's cheek. His tail spun.

Alex took a moment before following the dog. He beamed when he saw Roxxy. He came up beside her and pulled her into a quick hug before he let go. He smiled wide. "Oh, Roxxy! You look so much better!" he hugged her again until Leelyn came. SAWYER! Alex took out his phone and dialed quickly.

"Hello?"
Alex couln't help but erupt "Sawyer! Roxxy's awake get your ass over here right now! I don't care what the hell you're doing."
The line went dead and Alex looked clearly pleased with himself.

Sawyer was walking Sam, Dasher, and Dancer (Syra's black and white german shepherds.) while riding the Clydesdale, Khan. He hung up on Alex before he finished. Khan snorted at Sawyer's command to run but obeyed. The three dogs ran beside Khan's feathered feet. The sound of his huge hooves sounded like thunder. His mighty chest heaved. He stopped at his house and hurried the dogs inside and called Alex "Tell Leelyn that the unexplained Clydesdale in her front yard belongs to me." he panted beofre hanging up.

He kicked the stallion into attention and he had to jump onto his back. The horse's withers were almost as high up as Sawyer was. Khan being the biggest bastard in Shady Lane. He refused to move, but Sawyer's spurs said otherwise, The huge stallion reared and took off in a flat gallop.

Alex hesitated and smiled "Sawyer said that the unexplained Clydesdale in the frint yard belongs to him." he said with a huge grin. Of course Evean brought Khan, who else? He chuckled and shook his head.

He turned when Sawyer came through the door. "Damn that horse is fast." he panted walking over to Roxxy. His eyes shone with adoration as he looked into hers. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. He didn't say or do anything more.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Leely, Sawyer. Alex
Word Count ~' Don't care
Muse ~' ok
Music ~' none
Notes ~' Sorry for all the coding issues, my computer sucks
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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her mind was running wild with the smells, sounds, and sights flurring around her. the irish setter, so beautiful and stunning, was gone and sparks was in her place. leelyn was holding her, sparks was liking her face, and they were both crying. then, alex rushed into the room, gave her a warm embrace and called sawyer. leelyn went into alex's arms, tears of joy streaking down her face. roxanna was at a loss for words. her mind was hecticly trying to catch up with what might've been missed. she felt light-headed. numb. but then, her mind seemed to have righted itself. the world was on its own two feet again and she could finally make sense of what had happened.

she had to have been asleep for a while now for such an arousal of emotion to happen in her bedroom. she wanted to ask, but by the time, she had stopped her tears from running down her face, sawyer stepped in the room, panting. blue eyes lit up and something so beautiful and sweet entered her heart and her expression. she may still have looked bruised and beaten, but she glowed with a vibrance unmet. clear and soft as a tiny silver bell, her vocals were released. "sawyer..." in all intimacy, as if she was trying to convey all her feelings for him in a simple word and touch, she took his embrace. the stitches were healed now. so, she didn't have to be gentle or worry that they might have torn open. no, she just held the man she loved as tightly as her weakened muscles would allow.

she then subtly pushed away to reach for his lips hungrily. she had missed him so much! she planted countless, tiny butterfly kisses on his lips, his nose, his cheeks, his eyelashes, all of his face. between her affectionate gifts, she would murmur, "i love you" over and over again in this rich, spanish accent like some kind of prayer. but eventually she had to break away and look down at her legs, silent tears falling swiftly down her yellow-bruised cheeks. her blue eyes were closed and the long dark tresses fell over her shoulders. she didn't feel weak. she felt energized, like she had been asleep the whole time. her corners twisted into a smile at the thought. she had been asleep for a while.

looking back up at sawyer, she said softly, "i'm sorry for all the trouble i've caused you...i really am sorry...i don't want you to get hurt...but i haven't helped with that, have i?" she looked at him, her chin trembling, a signal that she was about to cry. without hesitation, she pulled sawyer onto the bed with her and curled up into the fetal position against his chest, soundless tears flowing in an unrushed pattern. leelyn watched roxxy with soft understanding. perhaps roxxy just needed to be around sawyer for a few minutes. then, she would proceed to return to her bubbly, normal self. taking alex's hand, she looked at the dark haired couple on the bed, and then at alex.

"let's....give them a few. she just needs to be around him, i guess." despite the bold words, her eyes displayed blatant concern. she was worried about: what if roxxy was never the same? what if there was something wrong with her all together? what if dimitri came back? what if dimitri came back to get her and she couldn't fight him off? so many worries were in the blonde's mind, but she daren't let them out. so, she put on a white smile for alex and led him down the stairs, closing the door behind her. opening the front door, where she had let scarlett and mystique out, she found the two females gazing at each other, hostility in their brown eyes. and between them there was a massive clydesdale stallion. leelyn looked at alex and laughed quietly, shaking her head. "i thought you were just kidding!"

whistling, she got the attention of both purebreds, who's heads snapped towards her, and she let them back in the house. then, leelyn went to go fix supper, letting alex wander where he wanted to. once in the kitchen, she began to sing softly. she looked like a pleasantly calm being. meanwhile, scarlett and mystique parted ways as soon as they crossed the threshold. mystique went to the kitchen after leelyn. scarlett went upstairs, excited to get to her mistress. but seeing the door closed, she sighed and stood outside her door, as if guarding the entrance. leelyn stopped her singing to ask alex a quiet question, "alex...how's syra and evean? i've still yet to meet evean, but i miss syra." she chuckled, but her eyes were curious. she continued cutting the potatoes at a rapid pace.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] alex, leelyn, roxxy, and sawyer
WORDS!?![/b] word count
MUSE!?![/b] running around like a chicken with its head cut off
MUSIC!?![/b] if i were a boy-beyonce
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] boom chickeh chickeh boom![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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He held her with one arm, while his free hand ran over her body. She was still healing. Little rough spots on her legs and her skin was too soft on her cheeks. He took note of places to be gentle, and places her could hold her normaly. He smiled, looking into her eyes. Painting them in his head. He saw her eyes, blue. Very blue. Even though his mind's eye kept them grey. A soft grey. He studied her eyes for a minute than found his lips againt hers. Ony for a second until she was moving around his neck and face. He just smiled and studied her back.

"Oh, Roxxy! I love you, too." he beamed finally glad to get that one quote off his chest. His ears picked up every movement she made. She's been still for so long. He felt like he wasn't blind. The he could see out of his eyes, and not his ears.

He held her against him. His hand lay casually on her chest as he felt and heard her heart beat. A smooth beat, but rabid and quick. He smiled and closed his eyes. Somehow, she managed to pull them both horizonal. He laughed a little and held her. His lips at the back of her neck. He listened closely to her words. He mixed them up into a reply of his own

"Don't be sorry." his voice sober, but intense. He half smiled "I'm not hurt, I'm just....I was just very very scared. I didn't know what was going to happen to you. That first night I think Alex never wanted to talk to me again. I was such a jerk." he chuckled darkly but his features became light, loveable. Like a giant teddy bear. His skin was still pale, but his cheeks flushed with colour. He reached over and kissed her cheek "You did the best you could, Roxxy. You lived! You got the rest you deserved." he whispered into her ear. His eyes closed.

He could faintly hear the screaming of Khan who was begging for someone to go outside and pay attention to him. Or was it, that Alex was there and he wanted to beat the little runt up with his massive hooves. Sawyer ignored his cries and kissed Roxxy's neck and held his lips there. His arms wound tightly around her waist. He wiped away her tears.

Alex followed Leelyn, looking back at Sawyer and Roxxy. He smiled and left, Sparks decided it'd be best to leave, too. The dog was at his heels. He was at Leelyn's side when she opened the door. The stallion was eyeing the two dogs when he looked up. His huge dark brown eyes went right for Alex. With a glar the spit venom, he screamed. He threw his head into the air and reared to a height of almost ten feet. Kicking out with his front hooves. He crashed back down to Earth. His landing seemed to shake the ground. Alex backed away "No, I wasn't kidding. Don't go near him. He'll turn you into dirt. He hates me!" Alex shuddered. Sparks barked at the stallion, remembering the time he stepped on his tail. "Sparktasious, come!" Alex adressed the dog by his full name. SPARKTASIOUS! The dog of doom. The dog obeyed and trotted after Leelyn and Mystique. Alex compared the two dogs. Sparks, big...Very big. At least three feet at the shoulder. There was one last loud whistle from the stallion until he fell silent.

Not having anything else to do he followed Leelyn with his journal in hand. Sparks lay down in the midle of the floor (where else?) and groaned a happy doggy groan. Alex leaned against the counter and scratched down music notes on a blank page. It was the same melody he had heard in his mind that first night. He finally got the chance to right it down.

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to remember exactly what he heard. He remembered how soft and sad it was. He smiled crookedly at Leelyn for a moment than continued writing. Just writing notes. Half notes, quarter notes. He'd add everything else later. Slurs, time signatures, etc....That's what pulled the whole piece togather.

"Syra's doing fine. She's getting kinda irritated with me being here so much. Luckily Sawyer's brother finally went home with Sawyer's other brother. Evean's unpacking, and she's probably going to sue Sawyer for horse theft." he chuckled "I love Evean, she's almost as weird as Sawyer. Still, she's a big flirt." he shook his head and looked down at his notes and sighed "I really need to get behind a piano again. I haven't played in a week." he mused only to remember that Leelyn didn't know he played piano. Well, she did now. He smiled "Evean wants to meet you and Roxxy. Sawyer kept her back from that. He wants to wait until Roxxy's really back on her feet." Alex scratched the back of his neck and thought for a minute

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Leelyn, Roxxy, Sawyer, Alex
Word Count ~' 843
Muse ~' good
Music ~' None
Notes ~' Hehehehehe
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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roxxy was curled up into sawyer's chest, her eyes weren't making tears anymore. they didn't need to. she was happy. here in her boyfriend's arms she felt safe and untouchable. of course she knew it wasn't the truth, but at least she wouldn't be touched for the moment. at the thought of demitri's hands on her body, she shivered and twitched, actually whimpering at the thought. it was then for people to realize that roxxy would never be the same. she was still bubbly and vibrant, but how long would that last under the constant threat of dimitri suddenly swooping in and taking her again? it was bound to be worse than last time's beating.

roxanna cowered into sawyer's muscled frame and she tried to shake off the feeling. she voiced her fears in that soft, chiming tone, "have you ever been so scared that you're afraid to even go to sleep? that if you go to sleep, you'll wake up in a place that smells like death and there's a person that makes you so afraid and he's hovering over you? that's the way i feel now...i feel that if i go to sleep, i may never wake up with you beside me again...or i'll never see you or black again." she closed her eyes and continued in that soft, sad voice. "you know he's never going to stop. he'll never stop until i'm dead or he's dead. i know why his father is losing so much money. i was there that day. and he's going to torture me and torture me until he gets what he wants...then he's going to kill me. just like he did amy. and leah."

she opened her eyes and looked into sawyer's brown ones. she smiled softly. "i'm glad you love me. because i'm yours and no one else's. i thought you'd like to hear that." her smile grew a little more devious as she moved on top of him to lay on him, her head on his chest. she sighed happily, and then wriggled upwards to kiss him deeply. the other kisses had been foreplay. she laughed as she broke away and layed her forehead on his, their noses touching. when she eyes opened, the long lashes mingled with his. she said softly, "i haven't been replaced, have i?" roxxy was trying to bring happiness back to a long-dreary house. she was alive. she was happy. and besides...she had been asleep. she wasn't tired at the moment.

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leelyn took glances at alex everynow and then, watching him with curious eyes as to what he was writing. but she didn't intrude or ask any questions. once or twice, she actually looked up from the scalloped potatoes she was making to look up into alex's own eyes. she would give him a white smile then go back to fixing the dish. she started her humming back until he answered her question. after listening to it, she burst into hearty laughter. she was also in bliss that her sister was awake and healthy. "well, she can come over here if she wanted!" but then, her head snapped towards the ceiling and her left eyebrow arched and she mumbled, "but...not right now...i don't think that would be the best time." she chuckled.

putting the potatoes in the oven, she went looking for the scalopini and brought out a large skillet. putting the lean steaks in the skillet, she put milk and a gravy mix in it. then, in a separate pot, she made broccoli. as she was stirring things, she replied to alex again. "i would love for syra and evean to come over here! and i would think that sawyer's whole family and is as wierd and flirtateous as he is." she burst into laughter. she turned twinkling brown eyes onto alex, "as it is, i can't wait till my brother and my sister....cousin...to get over here. they can't leave for a while though."


while everything was simmering and didn't need to be stirred right then so leelyn went over to the counter where alex was located. she didn't look at what he was writing. instead, she gave him a random hug and then started dancing across the kitchen, doing the waltz. she was that brilliantly happy. she actually looked quite beautiful doing the waltz across the tiled floor with no partner and no music. she paused in the regular dance routine to pirouette on her toes, whimsical looking. she burst into laughter, thoroughly enjoying herself.

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TAGS!?![/b] sawyer, alex, leelyn, and roxxy
WORDS!?![/b] word count
MUSE!?![/b] very nice!
MUSIC!?![/b] jeremih ft ray ray- "official" birthday sex remix
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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He held her like it was his life. At the moment, it was. He kept his lips at her ear. His thumbs traced her jawline and neck. He smiled, his eyes closed. He pulled his arms around her waist again. He found her hand and gently squeezed. He gripped her tighter when she whimpered. His arms like and iron cage that refused to break. To let her free, in this case. To keep her safe. He kissed her jaw and squeezed her hand.

He knew she was scared, and different. But she was still the Roxxy he loved. He'd be the light in the shadow that fell over her. The one to always guide her way. He smiled and closed his eyes again. Pondering on what she said there was a short silence. He frowned. Maybe he should tell her the truth. Nah, he'd just give her hints.

"I have felt fear like that, before. Fear and pain. Closing my eyes one night and the next waking up seeing a bright white light and doctors standing over me. Evil on their faces." he shuddered at the memory of his "mutation". He frowned but continued in his bell like voice "I was young, but I know how you feel right now. But don't worry." his voice fell to a low whisper. "It's going to be alright. I know he's not leaving. But I also know that he's leaving before any of us.." he took a brief pause. "Sleep, Roxxy. When you do, I'll be here. I'll protect you." he opened his eyes

Even though he was blind, and usually looked over ones shoulder...He stared directly into her eyes and smiled "You're mine, and I'm yours. Never forget that. You know I love you, and I'm glad you love me. I glad that you're awake and in my arms." he smiled letting the back of his hand travel down her cheek.

Feeling her weight on him now caught him off guard. He lay there frozen, wide eyed for a moment until he shook it off. He layed his hands on her arms and grinned a playful grin. He kissed her right back. Focusing on the feeling of her lips. He reached up and carressed her cheek. Their heads together now. He laughed at her question "Who could ever replace you!? You're one of a kind." he chuckled than kissed her forehead, that happened to be in reach.

He took a silent note of her curiousity. He smiled and winked. He'd play her the song once he finished it. That would be long. Well....he'd need a piano, right? Well he had his keyboard and the grand piano at home. He shifted his weight around and shrugged at what she said "Well, she's busy. Knowing her, busy doing nothing." he shook his head a chuckled. He scribbled down more random notes and pursed his lips "Half note? that doesn't seem to make sense. I'll use a quarter note, see how that goes." yes, he talked to himself when writing a new piece of music. Musing over different notes.

He stifled a laugh "We should invite them over soon, then. I know Evean will show up." he rolled his eyes "Sawyer's family huh?" he chuckled "I couldn't imagine growing up with eleven other siblings." he shuddered.

He raised an eyebrow at when she mentioned something about a brother and cousin. He said nothing of it. He smiled when she began to waltz. His brown orbs amused. No parter, no music. He could watch forever.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex
Word Count ~' Bad
Muse ~' gone
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' My muse is gone!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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roxxy was still laying on him when she burst into laughter at his answer. "hah! you're right! there ain't another roxanna holis anywhere near here!" there was teasing triumph in her voice. with a chuckle, she kissed him back. she didn't think she'd ever get tired of kissing him. it was something sweet and entirely wholesome for her. she missed the feel of his arms around her. it took it all away, the feel of the numbness. she suddenly felt sub-conscious of the way she looked even though sawyer couldn't see her. she reached up to tap him lightly on the nose. "lay down...i'll be out in the few minutes."

she could roll along on her body, yes, but once she tried to stand, she collapsed to the ground with a yelp of pain. she was in pain physically and her ego was also bruised. she hated being this weak. she HATED it! she struggled to get herself up. she had to grab hold of the bed covers to get her back up again. and by then, she was panting from the effort. rolling around on the bed was one thing. standing and walking after being absolutely still for a whole week was another. she was back on the bed and she sighed heavily. she wanted to change. in her opinion, she wreaked. she didn't know when the last time leelyn gave her bath. (which she had given her one every morning and every night.)

so, she pushed up from her lazy position on the bed and she looked at sawyer, frustration in her expression. but then, an idea came to her mind. she chuckled at sawyer, and then talked to herself, "i-no, i couldn't..." roxxy's laughter when from chuckling to full-throated tones. "oh, yes i can!" she threw a malicious smile at sawyer, her mind working in its happy daze of just being alive. she waggled her eyebrows at him, her arms buckling beneath her so she collapsed fully on the bed. "sawyer....?" she went into more hearty laughter. "you wanna dress me?" her top teeth went into her bottom lip, holding back the laughter that was ready to fight its way up her throat.

leelyn looked at alex as she danced around. she could only smirk at him. but then, she closed her eyes and her expression became rapturous. she enjoyed dancing as much as she sang. she twirled and whirled around. but soon enough her voice picked up in a loud, beautiful hum. it was a different kind of harmony. it was soft and fluid, enchanting and somewhat like an illusion. her lips parted to let out the notes louder. it was like she had a speakerphone for vocal cords. her voice rose and fell, always loud enough to be heard over the sizzling meats and the boiling of the water. and after the tones died down, the faded as she gave one long note, and then paused in a very bowing position in the dance.

then, she was quiet and straightened up to look at alex. she chuckled and said lightly, "glad i could entertain you." then, she walked to the pan to stir the broccoli briefly and the meat in the brown gravy. she opened up the oven to check that. and once again, she was free to do whatever for a few minutes. so, she began to set the table. all the while, she had been thinking of alex's newly discussed talent. "i never knew you wrote music...is that what you're doing now?" she regarded him curiously as she put down the silverware, the plates, the glasses, and the napkins. once putting them down, she looked at the food, and nodded to herself once. then, she took alex by the hand and said, "i'll take you to my place."

without waiting for a response, leelyn led him out of the kitchen and towards a hallway he'd probably never been down, took a left, went down another hallway, went down some stairs, then took an abrupt right to see a muralized door. it was recently painted by the looks of it. it was painted white as a background, but there were complicated music notes floating here and there. piano keys also wrought door in it's black and white. the only colors on the door was black and white. how appropriate. she gave a sideways glance at alex before slowly opening the door. they were greeted by an open darkness. the kind of darkness that feels open, like there's a lot of space in the darkness.

with a flick of her wrist, leelyn reached for the wall beside her, and the switch went upwards to light a very...beautiful room. it was lavishly decorated in red velvet and gold trimmings. there was nothing but music oriented things in the room. and in the middle was a beautiful red colored grande piano. with a small smile at alex, she said brightly, "this is where i come here to write my songs...i think i've found it in my heart to share it with you...for the time being." she smiled at him again and she chuckled. "i'll be back in a few minutes to tell you when supper's ready. meanwhile...enjoy the peace and quiet." she took a moment to knock on the richly painted maroon walls. "completely sound proof."

she squeezed his hand before she was off to finish cooking.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] leelyn, alex, sawyer, and roxxy
WORDS!?![/b] i shan't tell...eva
MUSE!?![/b] none...whatsoever
MUSIC!?![/b] nothing
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] hehehe...just you wait...more drama coming...then another attack!!! it's like BAM!![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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The sound of her laughter made his heart skip a beat. He grinned and laughed with her. Their voices harmonising. His low alto with her sorprano. He rubbed her shoulder when she tapped his nose "Alright, take your time." he smiled a wide white grin.

He lay his head back and closed his eyes. His ears painted a silver image in his head of the scene. He watched her every move. One moment she was there and the next she wasnt'. With the yelp a new picture came to mind. She was on the floor. That yelp was of pain. No! Pain was bad. His whole body shot up and he looked at her. His eyes full of concern. He wanted to reach for her, but she moved again. She was on the bed again. He touched her shoulders than her thighs and legs. She was stiff. All her muscles seemed frozen. He frowned and moved to her calves. They were soft. The balance in her legs was off. He smiled though. They'd be better, though. She'd just have to have a little support. Support he was willing to give.

He tilted his head at her words. A low rumble erupting fron his throat. The low noise turned into laughter. Hard laughter. He stared at Roxxy. If she needed help. He'd give it to her.

"Alright. But I'll need your help." he snickered wrapping his arms around her torso. He could almost feel her frustration from under her skin. He smiled "Don't worry, you'll get your land legs by the end of the day." he chuckled. For now, he'd be her legs, if she'd be his eyes

Alex was laughing now. Not at her. He just thought it was entertaining. And...fun to watch. He smiled. When she was done. He applauded her, while laughing "Very entertaining, indeed." he smiled "Thank you, Leelyn. That just made my day." he chuckled looking back down at the mess of notes in his journal.

"Well, yeah. I write music. I've been composing for almost all my life." he half smiled and blushed. He loved his talent. He could really express himself here. He opened his mouth to say something more but then he was dragged along. Where were they going? He followed. Matching his long stride with hers.

His eyes scanned over the door. Interesting. He looked at Leelyn and kept pace. His eyes struggled to adjust to the darkness but was quickly blinded by the sudden light. He blinked a few times. He scanned the room over and over. It reminded him of his bedroom. Only that he had a keyboard and the piano was down stairs in the too large living room. He looked at Leelyn and smiled "Time being huh?" he chuckled than looked around again.

"Alright. Take your time. I left my phone on the counter. Evean said she might call. If she does...Tell her I got eaten by a pack of wild dogs." he half smiled "That might get her off my back for a while." she squeezed her hand and watched her leave. With the door closed. He glided over to the piano and traced his fingers over the ivory keys. He sat down, placed his journal on the nearest stand and smiled. Now, he began to add all the fun stuff.

He let his pen drop than his fingers seemed to move themselves over the keys in the song he heard in his head. Soft music flowed around him. Only few notes were flat and out of place. Wich was good. He reached over and marked the notes to change. He argued with himself about adding lyrics. No, unless he thought of something that really made sense, he'd just keep it as a simple piano piece.

Fun about writing a new song, you stop, make changes, than start the whole song over. That's exactly what he did. Everytome her screwed up, he started again.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex
Word Count ~' 657
Muse ~' better
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' HAHA! Can't wait for a little muse boost.!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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roxxy watched him laugh with satisfaction in her eyes. she loved to see him happy, smiling and laughing. she laughed along with him, simultaneously moving her legs together to be pointed at sawyer. she was using her abdominals to help take the bunt of the load of her muscled legs so she didn't really use the muscles of the lower limbs. she said in a teasing voice, "oh no, now that i've figured out how to get myself showered and dressed, i don't want meh land legs!" at that, she burst into laughter and shook her head at her own bawdiness. then, she sighed in a contented fashion, a chuckle making its way out of her vocals.

"alrighteh, pants first." she was wearing light grey shorts, an appropriate length, coming to the middle of her thighs when standing up. after they were off, she smiled wickedly, but then shook her head, dismissing the notion. "i'll get leelyn to do the underwear. don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable." that did it, she tried her hardest to keep the laughing from boiling out of her mouth, but it didn't work all to well. she was sputtering with laughter and could hardly breathe, a crimson blush flowing into her cheeks. upon calming down, she said softly, laughter still ringing in her voice, "alright, directly behind you, there a dresser. if you're not careful, you'll walk into it. it comes to your chest about. and the way it's at, you only have to count three drawers down. and whatever you find in there, i'll wear. so, it don't matter. bring me a top and a bottom."

she smiled brightly at him as she waiting for him to follow her thorough instructions. before he came back, she had taken off her shirt and was looking at him expectantly for her clothes. offering him her legs again and grabbing the shirt, to put it on, she asked him quietly, in a serious tone. "how's....how's black doing?" the screams of the horse in their front yard, by the sounds of it, reminded her of the horse who wouldn't let her die, to kept her going. "can you take me to see him? please? there was desperation in her clear voice. she'd crawl if she had to. then, the smell of food drifted into her nostrils. as if on cue, her stomach roared, didn't growl, roared. she looked down at her stomach and said in a surprised voice, "um...can we go after we eat?"

she smiled apologetically at him and then held her arms out to him, the tan fingers reaching upwards to tap him around his neck so that he would know she wanted to be held. it was tiny things like that that made her simple to understand. leelyn had the food ready and was dancing around merrily as she sang loudly, almost to an opra-loudness level, "DINNER'S READY!!!" then, she took off at a run towards the studio, hunger setting in. getting to the black and white door, she knocked twice then came in. her melodic vocals played in the air as she spoke gently, "alex? food's ready if you wanna eat." she gave him a lop-sided grin.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] same people...sheesh i'm lazy.
WORDS!?![/b] too lazy to look
MUSE!?![/b] it's slowly brightening.
MUSIC!?![/b] none!
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] haha, after muh next post, we shall find out why roxxy is having this horrible mood swings. then...i'm pretty sure that 4,000 word post i promised you is gonna turn into 5,000. bada bing, babeh![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]