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Post by Desert on Aug 15, 2009 17:25:40 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Black was mad. Very mad. Liberty was oddly content that early morning. He hated all stallions, but Black. This massive stallion seemed...different than other horses. He wasn't prepared to fight the stud. In fact, he didn't want to. Lowering his head, his ears went down slowly. His tail was clamped. He didn't want to fight. He nickered quietly to the stud his size
He didn't answer the challenge like he normally would. He backed up slowly and nickered again. He was risking to get struck or kicked. His head shot up at Black's rearing. He took a long step back. How was he going to get inside this large Equine's head? He backed up even more. Then, he bolted. He wasn't running away. He was showing he meant business.
He was a race horse. He knew how to run. He could beat this untrained stallion. He was a trained professional. He jumped over the dead gelding and turned an almost unnatural turn and galloped back toward Black. He charged around the stallion. Their flanks almost touching. He charged back to the other side of the paddock. It was time to race!
He knew he was being watched. Everyone was watching him. When Dad wasn't drugging the girls', or doing tests or whatever he did, he was watching Sawyer with intense brown eyes.
Once, Sawyer could hear even breathing coming from his dad, the sound of sleep. He tried to escape out the window (Evean was guarding the door, damn) Dad spoke up.
"Sawyer Contaro, you go out that window I'll re break those ribs." his tone was scary. All Sawyer could do was creep away. He hid in his bedroom for an hour; plotting. He thought of nothing...bleh.
He came out into the open for lunch. He skipped the meal. Back downstairs with Roxxy, he sat beside her, his head next to hers. His hand lay peacefully on her arm. He could hear Alex come down to see Leelyn. The pair hadn't spoke for a while. In fact, Sawyer was completely mute.
He would wait here until she woke up. His ribs hurt, his breathing was rough and he wasn't going to move.
He noticed Sawyer next to Roxxy, and by his posture. He wasn't going to move. Not until she woke up. Who knew how long that would take. He sighed and slinked upstairs. The doctor lay on the couch, a pillow over his head. Evean was making the front door Sawyer proof. Syra took the pack out for a walk. Andre was sleeping like a baby. Alex, he was pacing back and forth. He saw Leelyn's smile. He saw it! She was going to be ok, but when was she going to be fully recovered? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex, Evil Daddeh Contaro
Word Count ~'  Don't ask
Muse ~' Baaaaaaaaad.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' My muse It's GONE!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence |
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 15, 2009 20:02:11 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ rhys was with jilanna after they left the stables. they all lived in leelyn's house now, but they never came back to the mansion after the disastrous trail ride. instead, they went to the mall to find jilanna some more clothes and rhys just going to keep her company from the molesting eyes of jilanna's newly founded male-stalkers. of course, no one wanted to mess with the 6'4" man who resemebled some handsome movie star with a body that looked sculpted and muscular, with a glimmer in his eye that clearly told people he could beat the shit out of anyone. he joked and teased jilanna, who was brightening somewhat, but still had the air of depression about her. rhys never asked, knowing that jil would tell him when she wanted him to know.
it was about ten o'clock when they left the mall with several bag packed of clothes. once in the truck, they took off out of shady lane to the next city, which had a mcdonald's. sitting in the drive through, rhys looked a the quiet jilanna and then sighed. then, recieving their food, rhys drove away, heading back towards shady lane. it was then that he picked up his phone. he dialed roxxy's number. it rang and rang and then came to her voicemail. he didn't leave a message. roxxy always had her phone near her body. so he tried leelyn's number. leelyn's phone went to her voicemail also. something was wrong. he could feel it. the drive back to shady lane took an hour an a half. he ended up there at almost one o' clock. he drove straight to the mansion, his speed approaching 110mph.
"what's wrong, rhys?!" jilanna had been silently watching her brother while she was eating her food. she didn't like his brother when he was this way. he wasn't mad yet, just frightened. she got no answer from him, just the vibe of unease. "RHYS DAKOTA! answer me!" rhys snapped his eyes from the road to jilanna's white and worried face. his vocals were gruff. "leelyn nor roxxy ever answered their phone. something's wrong." jilanna's complexion when pasty. "oh no...." even if they were alseep, they always answered their phone. and roxxy would've answered hers because she wouldn't have been asleep because she was leaving.
rhys's truck moved up the long driveway, his unease rapidly changing to panic. the gate was dented and torn down. he got to the house to see the door swinging open and his sisters' cars there. with a cry, both he and jilanna jumped out the truck, barely leaving any time for rhys to put it into park. they ran together into the house. there was a trail of blood everywhere they looked. "oh god....ROXANNA! LEELYN!! jilanna look outside!" he wanted to know if there was anyone outside and he knew that if he found something, he didn't want jilanna to see it, no matter how capable she was. he ran up the stairs, his heart beating faster by the second. there was bullet holes everywhere.
but that was nothing compared to leelyn's room. there were two dead bodies in there, one shot and face down and one with a noticably stab wound to his right lung. the stench was unbearable. but the realization was horrible. he was in total shock. dimitri had come. he'd come back for both of them. with a shout of anger and frustration and fright, turned around and ran downstairs. he came face to face with jilanna, who was looking up at him with soft brown eyes. behind her were two pissed looking dogs, one a golden retriever and one a vicious looking irish setter. "they're gone aren't they?" a single tear fell from her eyes as rhys nodded. without another word, they both ran back out the door to the truck, scarlett and mystique following them.
the two canines were in the suv, along with jilanna's items, and their expressions were haunting. they looked as if leelyn and roxxy being taken were all their fault. "go to the contaro's after we check the town. " for many hours, they scouted the town, they went all through the woods, and were filthy by the time 10 came around. breathless and teary-eyed, jilanna comandeered her brother to go by any large house they could find, knowing that they would find the familiar cars of syra, evean, alex, sawyer, or andre. twelve o' clock came and went and it was just over a half an hour later before they saw a vanquish peeping into the open. without hesitation, they drove up. rhys and jilanna jumped out of the suv, not meaning to let scarlett or mystique out, but the two dogs just wouldn't be left alone. they sped out of the vehicle before it could be closed.
rhys came to the door, certain it was sawyer and syra's house (as those two were the only ones he actually caught on to), but it was jilanna who beat him to the knocking part. heck, she didn't knocked she banged desperately. surely with all these cars, someone was home! tears were streaming down her face and rhys just looked empty and haggard, as they stood there. "please let them know where they're at!" scarlett and mystique whined simultaneously.
black watched liberty's initial reaction, every movement detected and then interpreted. but then, liberty turned and fled just as he entered the spot of which he had been standing just miliseconds ago. the palomino hide was ahead of him. that familiar clarion call was spouted into the air as the whistle was let out. it sounded like some eagle it was so loud and high in pitch, but not so, it came from a stallion all too eager to kill, to slaughter. then, the stud ahead of him was suddenly swerved and was coming at him. as their bodies approached, black's flanks swept by and touched liberty's. it sent a terrible rage and excitement through his body. he let out another squeal of anger and then turned with superb agility. he was right on liberty's tail. they were both going their max speed, black's longer strides eating up the distance. he was untrained, yes, and he could move no further as he didn't know how to fully use his speed to his advantage, so he had no gain on the golden stallion.
but for how long could this tall stud of gold keep up this pace? black had much thoroughbred and arabian in him, more arabian than thoroughbred. he could keep up this blazing rate of speed for many more miles before he began to tire. it was liberty who changed his mood this time. it was the calm voice of reason the stallion had. this stallion had been high-strung previously...why wasn't he now? the thought gave birth to a new thought: did this male understand why he was so fury-intoxicated? the black stud raised his voice, the tones different, imploring. "why are you not angry as well?" his speed slackening, not from fatigue, but from this new conundrum. eventually, he was at a stand-still. staring that the palomino. black's porportions were bulging with heated muscle, his stance viperish, as if he was ready to change his course of action and attack:however, he was waiting for liberty to explain himself.
the hellish stallion bellowed at him, his deep vocals throbbing in the air. liberty had already gotten him this far, making the onyx rebel so curious that he didn't want to kill this palomino anymore...well, just yet. this thoroughbred stallion intrigued him.
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Post by Desert on Aug 17, 2009 16:23:00 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He didn't understand, not yet. Sawyer never got into trouble. He was always such a good kid. Guessing it was Roxxy. The way his son looked at the beautiful young woman. He was in love. Frowning, Dr. Contaro watched his daughter stand beside the door. Armed with a hammer. The ultimate way to knock a Trying-to-escape-Sawyer out. He wasn't kidding when he said he would re break those ribs.
He loved horses, too. But, Sawyer seemed so desperate to escape. Why? He sighed, connfused. Remembering when he was twenty. What a year! He graduated his fifth year in college. Oh, college. Where was Sawyer going to fit into. Could he get a good college education. He was blind! You needed your eyes for college. Well, he was homeschooled last year. His son was a smart kid. Graduating high school at fifteen.
He lay on the couch quietly, thinking. Not only of his family, but the Holis girls. He could heal them, but what would they be like after this? Sawyer described them both as bubbly; happy girls. He knew Leelyn would be......more stable. He wasn't sure about Roxxy. She had lost her child to the blade of a knife. And by the way Sawyer took it, Roxxy was bound to react....terribly. He couldn't find the right words.
What could he do? He was a doctor yes, but he was still human. What to do. What to do! He lay his head back on the pillow and sighed. He had called his wife earlier that day. Saying he was going to be here for a few days. At least until the girls' were back on their feet.
There, he dozed. Not exactly sleep. Just a cat nap. No one in his family slept much. He was always so busy with patients around the clock, he didn't have time to sleep. Evean didn't like to sleep, and Sawyer....Half the time he didn't know if it was AM or PM. Poor kid.
It was about noon when there was a knock on the door. Evean charged upstairs holding the hammer above her head "I didn't do it!"she called. Dr. Contaro opened his eyes and looked at the young girl "Wow, Evean." he shook his head and slid to his feet. He could tell the knocking was desperate. Awful. He frowned and answered the door.
He instantly knew what these two people, and dogs, were here for. He stared at their expressions for a moment than sighed. "They're downstairs. Please follow me." he said silently. Without a word he turned and moved downstairs, followed by a limping Evean.
It looked like a regular hospital room, but like a penthouse suite covered in medical supplies. He saw his son, kneeling beside Roxxy. His head beside Roxxy's His posture tense and frozen. His hand in hers.
Walking up to his oldest child, he lay his hand on his back. Sawyer cringed, but didn't move much. "Sawyer?" the bpy didn't even look up "I don't care what I did now, I'm not moving." he muttered. "You're not in trouble son, we have two people here who..." his son stood and gave the pair some space. Standing only a few feet from his girlfriend.
Nodding to the pair, he left them in peace.
Jillanna and Rhys. He knew it was them. Still, he wasn't going to leave Roxxy. No matter how much he wanted to go see Black. No, he was grounded! How stupid. He leaned against the wall. Cold brown eyes on the siblings. He had a tilt. Leaning to the left slightly. His ribs hurt. Evean came up beside him. She had a bad limp. Her arms went around him.
She didn't speak. And of course, he didn't say anything. His sister just held him tight. He knew she blamed herself. She thought it was her fault for all this. No, it wasn't. No one was truly at fault.
With Black on his tail, Liberty evened his stride. He saw Black pull up beside him. The black stud's strides were long, Liberty's were long, but fast. He pushed himself forward. His head lifted slightly, letting the air rush past his mane. He whinnied happily. To him, this was a game. A race to calm Black's nerves, slightly. It seemed to work...Kinda. Not by much.
Soon they both stood. Liberty stood proudly. His head lifted. He had won, but he listened to the bad tempered horse's tones. He nickered quietly. "I know she's safe, and she'll come back. She'll be here with my master. He cares for her! They'll be back! They always will be!" He walked toward the stud slowly. Keeping his head high, not in a challanging manner. More in a playful way. He knew they'd be back!
He stood only inches from Black. He lowered his head to look into the hellish horse's eyes. "No reason to be so mad! She's safe. I can smell it!" a soft whinny escaped his muzzle. Followed by a long blow of warm air.
August 17, 2009 12:30PM
You never think it'll come to thing so extreme that it'll change your life forever. I experianced that today. The woman I love, Leelyn Holis, has fallen victim to Dimirti's game. It reminded me of that day. I wasn't there to help her. Not in her time of need.
I'm looking at Sawyer, and like the first time Roxxy was beat by Dimitri. He seems empty. He doesn't speak unless his father's talking to him. Luckily the Doc is here. We'd be doomed if he wasn't. Roxxy's baby was killed. I over heard Dr. C tell Evean that if they hadn't gotton the baby out when the had. Roxxy would've most likely died. I don't know why. I was running in terror before I heard him explain.
I just hope they'll wake up soon. I can't take anymore of this regret.
He set the journal back down on his nightstand and sighed. Why? he asked himself quietly. Roxxy and Leelyn were two beautiful women. They didn't deserve this! He heard Jilanna and Rhys come in. Well. That's who he guessed came in. Andre was still hiding. Syra was doing something on one of her computers. Probably something evil.
Sawyer was refusing to move; that much he did know. If only. If only ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Jilanna, Rhys, Sawyer, Alex, Evean, Doctor evil
Word Count ~' I DUN CARE!
Muse ~' Flying back into meh heart.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~'Grrrrr!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence |
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 17, 2009 21:44:42 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ silence was a blasphemy in his case. he had to be moving, making noise, doing something! he had no calm. he had no REASON to be calm. the night-kissed brute gazed with those brilliantly lit eyes and snorted, a squeal of impatience coming out. "SHE'S GONE! SHE'S LEFT ME! SHE LOVES ME NO MORE!" did this stallion not get this? the pivoting point of the whole event came when the shimmering bronze stallion came closer to him. this shining stud was fighting his very nature. black's hostile nature to plot and kill, to hideously wound and leave harm in his wake. liberty was challenging his very core. his mind, his conscious screamed at him: to bite, kick, to strike down the stallion was closer to him than any other stallion had ever dreamed of coming.
but liberty's demeanor...it was all wrong according to the laws of the wild, the physics and rules of the fight. he was playing, teasing with the stallion, as if they were back in colthood, as if they were herdmates. whilst the acceptance was bitter and to be later regretted (though it would come to pass that it would be a light case of regret), black took the palomino with good graces, even the snort that was directed at him. the current of warm air flowed into his own nostrils and he caught scent of the other. he was reading everything about him through smell. such skills the onyx stag had acquired! his stature quivered in reluctance, but the ears gradually pricked and the teeth were put away. but the eyes still burned with that hatred, that abnormal level of ferocity.
with a sudden blast, black launched himself forward, his forelegs striking out in play. yes, he was playing! however, it was rough play. the forelegs were aimed with utmost care; there was a 99.9% chance of their aim being true at the other stallion's chest. and then the massive body whirled to unleashed a buck. but the buck wasn't aimed at all. it was just an unnecessary kick of the hooves. black then swirled around the palomino to dart away, his dark right side heavily bumping into liberty's golden right side. the black stallion's strides lingered more so than they would if he was actually trying to run. he wasn't. this game was rather fun....but he hadn't had play since he was a young colt. and it was hard....to remember how to play. especially, even now, that his every single movement was swift and uncannily dangerous and his mental psyche was telling him to kill the palomino...but liberty was calming him, though that truth was sub-conscious.
it was the sickening truth of what he had to visually and emotionally endure. as he entered the sterile room which the doctor had so kindly showed to him, he was met with a scene that broke his heart into tiny little pieces. a cry of pain shot from his mouth before he could stop it, for the sake of jilanna. but looking at her, she was already white as a piece of tissue and in need of one too. she was sobbing heavily, her hand over her mouth. mystique and scarlett started to whimper and there was no stopping them as the team of bitches ran up separately to their owners. both of them...they looked like they had been through hell and back, then forgot something and had to go back a third and a fourth time. she looked so tiny and fragile, even though it truth she was one of the tallest girls rhys knew. his baby sister was on that bed, looking like some kind of ragdoll with all her crisscrossing stitches.
his long limbs whipped into action and he ran to roxxy, tears sliding down his profile as he wept shamelessly. "oh phae....my baby sister..." in his sadness and shock, he used her real name. he was on his knees now, scarlett standing on her hind legs, her front legs on the bed, her head was dropped to rest on it, along with the front half of her long body. rhys was tenderly touching roxxy's face, some of the swelling had gone down, but the stitching and the dark bruising...those were hard to cover up. "i remember the day you were born....you had the brightest blue eyes...i called you my bright eyes. oh, god, you cried so much and we could never get you to be quiet..." through his tears, his lips broke into a soft, sad little smile, a sob/chuckle coming out. "momma would hold you, you'd cry even more; daddy'd hold you and you'd settle down for a little while...but then you'd start wailing all over again....but then i finally got to hold you...and you quit cryin' and you would just look at me with those big blue eyes and you would smile...and then fall asleep with that smile on your tiny face."
the smile went away, the tears coming down harder. "but by god, phae, i made every single promise to keep you and jos safe...you left and i went to sleep thinking about you, i woke up thinking about you, i worked thinking about you...thinking you would come back to me...and you never came ba-ck." his voice caught on the last few words. he laid his head by her head, his fingers playing with her smaller, thinner ones. "what happened to you?" he sniffed and wiped his tears away, his eyes blurry and red. he looked down at the bandage of her stomach. his eyes turned dark and they shot accusingly towards sawyer, "what happened to her stomach?!" now he was on his feet, his body hovering and stretching across the width of the bed, hands indenting on the other side of roxxy's fragile body.
jilanna looked at leelyn. she loved all her sisters so much, but right now rhys was having his moments with roxanna. it didn't matter, jil loved being around leelyn, but seeing her now, so lifeless, was like calling an angel from heaven a demon from hell. impossible. not possible by any means. yet, she was here, now, lying on a bed with absolutely not movement other than the struggling rise and fall of her rib cage. she didn't have the vast number of stitches that roxxy had...but she was still covered in them. jilanna didn't say much; she just was quietly crying while stroking the safe, touchable places on leelyn, sobbing sometimes when rhys came to something she found touched her...which just happened to be all he said.
but just like that, his mood changed. it became distinctly hostile and defensive. protective. accusatory. jilanna turned around, her head snapping towards the two men: rhys and sawyer. he didn't look too well himself. he looked like an empty shell of the sawyer she had met earlier. she hadn't realized the bandages that thickly covered roxxy's stomach until now. something was very, very, very wrong with her youngest sister. her brown eyes became sharp, but not as glinting as rhys's silver optics. she was much more reasonable than her brother, who usually acted first and thought later.
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Post by Desert on Aug 18, 2009 16:40:42 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Libs was a daring stud. Still acted like a colt at times. Something this black stag needed to learn. It was ok just to let your emotions forget themselves. And just to wind down and play. He lowered his ears and Black's sudden response. If his mistress loved him so much. She wouldn't leave.
He wanted to tell him that, but he couldn't find it in himself to try. He nickered kindly, letting his head lower itself to a comfortable height. Then the other stallion came at him. Trying to strike at his chest. Liberty felt his hoof graze the soft flesh. The golden stud jumped backwards and whinnied. It was in play! It didn't hurt much, at least. His head lifted again.
Only to be bumped into by Black. He was running away. That meant he had to be chased. Liberty reared up and cantered after Black. His stride was long and even. Then he moved faster and faster. Until he was racing beside the black beast. He shrunk back a little and lifted his front to aim his front hooves to playfully swat at Black's flanks. This was fun. Dangerously fun. He knew Black wanted to kill him. Still, Liberty would be a wise horse and play carefully, not wanting to get on the stud's bad side.
He was silent. Hearing the siblings cry. Her kept an ear on Rhys. Listening, understanding. If Evean was ever hurt that bad. He'd threaten anybody who got near her. But no, it was Evean who was hurt. It was Roxxy. Evean tightened her grin. She didn't go near his ribs or she'd wake up breathing through a tube.
He was lost in thought that he didn't hear Rhys speak. "Sawyer?" Evean whispered. His question came back to him. He frowned even more. His eyes became dark and deadly. His skin turned to chalk. His ribs began to hurt. All the pain of loosing his child came back to him.. Even held him. His arm went around his ribs as he trembled. "She's gone." was all he could manage. His baby was gone. He couldn't say it. It was all too painful. He broke his pained gaze from the two staring siblings.
He wanted to run away but, he was stuck in Evean's grasp. So, he simply melted into his sister's shoulder. His whole body shaking. Evean whispered comforting words into his ear, but they seemed to pass right through. Through his broken, tearless sobs. He could hear Evean speak.
"Rhys, I'm guessing you didn't know. But Roxxy...was...pregnant." her body jumped in itself slightly, as if she were about to cry. "Dimitri killed the baby, my father had to operate or she would've died of internal bleeding in her uterus. I'm sorry." she whispered taking Sawyer's hand "C'mon."
The man didn't dare budge. He looked back up at Rhys, venom in his expression. "I bet you want to rip my head off now, but that's not important, you can kill me later. I already failed trying myself. Right now we need to worry about Roxxy and Leelyn." he hissed. Not really caring how Rhys felt about him now.
Sawyer was naturally a kind, loving guy, but he was willing to chop someone up into sushi in a matter of minutes. His eyes were swollen and red. They hurt like hell and he looked like hell. The demon laughing in his eyes and he stared angrily at the pair in front of them. He was angry with them. He was angry with himself. He had let this happen. If he hadn't...ugh! WHY? That was still the question. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Jilanna, Rhys, Sawyer, Alex, Evean, Doctor evil
Word Count ~' whaaaa!
Muse ~' Running away.
Music ~' The Bongo song!---? It's bouncy and fun
Notes ~My muse!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence |
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 18, 2009 22:29:28 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ black found liberty beside him, though his strides never lengthened or got faster. then, the shimmering figure dropped away from his side and behind him, a hoof touching down on his flank in a playful fashion. black didn't like it that much and he made it known as he dropped back beside liberty in an instantly and his teeth struck out to connect with the palomino's muscled neck. there were just things one didn't do with black. as he had already given the palomino freedoms, hell's black revenge voiced his protest quite harmfully and loudly about what liberty could do and couldn't do. in return, black never touched liberty's back end.
and so it was in play. black was free. why would he want to stay at the ranch? he could go explore. and that's what he did, though he stuck to the wildest of areas, such as the unused paths on the trails, (sometimes making his own paths), and other places. the giant stallion roamed all over shady lane, becoming a truly wild beast. true, he had never been tamed, never been dominated, but he had always been held captive behind the stall door or the irritating metal gate of a pasture and had been reinforced and rebuilt. now...he belonged to no man. and that much was evident as he scoured lands for the next day and a half, coming at night to steal from the open food bins in the pastures. (this is how scotty's mare, mirage, became pregnant with black's foal.)
rhys looked with those angry, demanding silver eyes at sawyer and by default, evean. sawyer never explained it to him, by his simple, "she's gone." rhys growled, "who's gone?! roxxy's still alive! barely!" then, evean voiced the necessary explanation. his mouth gaped, totally ajar. "she-wha-?!" then, realization dawned over him and his gaze flickered to sawyer and became absolutely malignant. "you fucking bastard. imma fucking rip your-" he couldn't even find the words to express his sudden fury. jilanna's narrowed eyes became blank with shock. she didn't comprehend the words that were coming out of evean's mouth. then, they registed. "roxxy...pregnant?!" jilanna abruptly stood up, immediately understanding that rhys wasn't going to like this....at all.
he didn't give a damn about sawyer's bitter, sorrowful weeping. another name on the hitlist. 1:dimitri. 1 1/2: sawyer. "damn you sawyer! WHAT! THE! HELL! WERE YOU THINKIN'?!" he was away from roxxy's bed and striding towards sawyer, deaf to anything this man had to say. he was going to hurt him, crush him, castrate him... jilanna was in surprise. her sister was going to have a baby?! until dimitri killed it?! she was going to be an aunt! again! the rush of dizzying happiness overwhelmed her, but then the crash of reality hit her, enough to make her sobs come back harder than ever. rhys was almost to sawyer when jilanna saw what was fixing to happen.
"RHYS DAKOTA HOLIS!" as light as a deer on her feet, she ran to jump in front of rhys, his body shoving against hers roughly. in anger, she reached up with her hands and pushed his chest back, her eyes glinting with her own anger. she snarled at him, "he's no different than you! d'you 'member gwen?! yanno, your DAUGHTER she watched him as he fizzled dramatically. he cried out to her, his face downcast to look her in the brown eyes. his voice was hoarse, disbelieving, as if he was pleading with her to side with him and not some stranger he had only met yesterday. "jil! it's his fault she's laying there! on that table, with her body cut up, covered in black and purple, and her uterus stitched up!"
jilanna looked as if she had been slapped across the face. she flinched back a healthy step, almost backing up into sawyer. that's just how close rhys was to knocking sawyer into the next dimension. "you shut your mouth! it was DIMITRI!!! it's not his fault! and if roxxy's baby HAD been born, would you really treat it like it was a mistake?! is GWENDOLYNN a mistake?!" her hands balled up and with all her weight behind it, her arm reared back and busted rhys in his jaw, the collision of fist and jaw like thunder. jilanna was breathing heavy from her exhilarated state of mind as she watched rhys's head snap to the side and his heighty body falling back several steps. jilanna could pack a punch.
"now....get your mind right." she glared at him, knowing rhys wouldn't hit her with even a fraction of the force she had hit him. "jil-" "oh! don't tell me you're sorry!" she cut him off furiously. rhys looked back at roxxy and tears sprang to his eyes. "damnit....i'm so sorry sawyer..." he looked with pleading eyes at the blind man who seemed to see all things. jilanna mumbled angrily, "damn straight you are..." rhys and jilanna both stayed for as long as they possibly could. they tended to both sisters as they were allowed to, but in the end, rhys had to leave to go get his daughter, jilanna having to with him.
right on time. leelyn's mind had been sensually organizing itself, as well as letting the body repair and becoming energized. roxxy's mind had completely been shut down again, to rejuvinate and had inventory of where was pain, what kind of pain, what to do to fix the pain...what to do to fix the broken body....and why was there suddenly no growing babe in her womb? her mind had to catch up on such reports. and so thus, roxxy's had a flat, tight belly again when she and leelyn woke simultaneously. leelyn's eyes just opened suddenly, everything coming in focus after a moment's blur. roxanna's showed much more trauma. her eyes flickered open and a small scream left her lips. then, they opened again and a deep breath came to her lungs, the warm air so different feeling in large quantities.
she could feel the pain, buzzing around her body. every fiber of her body was painful, no numbness. it took no time at all for tears to break to her eyes. she let out a whimper. she was disoriented. where was she?! leelyn was not disoriented. just slightly dizzy. and she did hurt...but she found herself bearing it in the futile attempts to move to a sitting position. "help...roxxy...?" her mind and senses had been open. she could hear when she wasn't asleep. it was just that when she was awake, she hadn't the full use of her faculties yet and therfore could not talk or respond until the present time. "the baby!" brown eyes, having bloody splotches on them moved to gaze to her left side, on the bed next to her, to see her sister react.
the baby was gone, obviously. "roxxy, honey! calm down!" her voice was faint, but it showed the potential for strength. she tried to sit up, but never got very far. she wanted to touch her sister, make sure she was okay. roxxy looked at her sister, horrified to see her. another wail was emitted from her vocals. "she's dead! leelyn..." she sobbed, but they were vague. she was sobbing from sadness and pain, but because of her emotional pains, she could stop the sobbing to relieve her physical pains of moving so harshly. she still could hardly remember anything, but it was just a mother's instinct. something one nutured in their own bodies, to feel them grow and expand, knowing it was something that was of you...and to have that feeling snatched away...it was something that could hardly be missed when the being was absent.
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Post by Desert on Aug 19, 2009 0:14:12 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The reaction was what he expected. He was ready. He would fight Rhys if he had to. He was already weak, broken, and tired. That didn't mean he could stil throw a few punches. He pulled his tired body into a crouch. The look on his face demonic. Evean beat him to it. She stood infront of her brother. Sawyer knew that Rhys would be thrown into the next state if he got involved with an already angry Evean.
Almost unnatural growls escaped them both. He could hear a very big dog pad down the stairs. Sparks. He knew when his master was in trouble and he was already hurt. The massive canine stared angrily at Rhys. He'd tear that human bastard to shreads. Both Evean and Sparks stoon in front of Sawyer. The man's posture still threatening. He'd slaughter anyone who got in his way.
Then, Jilanna came and stood in front of the terrible trio. She took simple control of the situation. That pissed Sawyer off at first, but deadly red eyes opened as he listened. Evean remained tense. Sawyer's eyes burned, but he ignored it. Sparks had a very wolf look on his face. Lips pulled back over razor sharp teeth. Dark amber eyes glinting with a blind rage.
Sawyer listened hard. His face expressionless. He understood Rhys's anger. He understood. He was an older broher to six sisters, and six brothers, but they didn't count. He heard Rhy's apology toward him.
Sawyer, being an old soul nodded "I understand how you feel Rhys. If any of my sister got pregnant. I'd throw that man into the next state. No need to be sorry. I'll leave you now." he mumbled motioning to his sister and dog to follow. With that. The trio walk away. Side by side. Their gait matched almost perfectly. Sawyer had almost a limp as he walked. He tilted to the left. Evean had to support him. Sparks moved ahead slightly.
He had heard the going ons downstairs and was not confused by the sudden rage from Rhys. His children came back up into the open where the rest of his family sat. Andre stared at Sawyer with concerned silver pools. Syra had also lurked away from her lair and sat close to Dr. Contaro. Alex sat quietly at the piano, scratching random notes in his notebook. The two eldest children came and sat down. Sawyer instanly went flat. His head in Syra's lap he let out a groan of pain and sadness.
Evean was dead silent. She only looked at Sawyer with dark brown eyes. She understood her brother better than anyone.. It was very quiet in the large room. Everyone just kept looking at eachother. Except Sawye who drifted off quietly. His breathing was flat and just not normal. He tapped his son's shoulder. Waking him up "Roll over, Sawyer. You don't want to lay on those ribs."
Without another word, Sawyer rolled over to his other side and fell back asleep. It wasn't a deep sleep. But the man's tired body commanded him to rest. Even if Sawyer protested against it, he finally fell far under.
With Sawyer finally in REM, the rest of the family went along their normal business in silence. He called his wife again, talked to the kids. Telling them he'd be home soon.
{First person}
I don't quite understand how things are working at the moment. Like a domino crashing over the next and so on. Just a pattern of happy and sad. I try to keep my temper even but, I can't. I'm in agony, everything isn't right. I knew Roxxy would be ok. She's strong. Still, if she falls. I won't be far behind. Even in death I want to be at her side. To tell her it's alright and not to cry. To tell her that I'm alway here for her.
I beleive everything happens for a reason. Even if all the events are sad and agonizing. We just have to catch what life throws at us. This will make our relationship stronger. It will make all of us stronger. For the first time in my life. I might be able to open my eyes and watch, learn.
I want to see Roxxy. I know what she looks like. My mind's eye allows that, but I'm stick of stillness and black and white. I want to see out of my eyes. I want to see the beautiful woman I've come to know and love. Yet, I can fell her.
I could feel my daughter, too. But that feeling ended so suddenly. That feeling of pride and joy. The thought that I had helped bring another life into this forever changing world. Only to have that tiny life taken away. Stolen. I can no longer feel that presense. Only the soft lingering of where she once was. That little piece of forbidden hope. Still, she was just the small flame on a candle. Even the smallest of light could light up the darkest of places. But that simple candle light was blown out by the devil.
My mind is not yet set on the futur. Only thing I know. Dimitri is going to die. What goes around, comes around. There will be no mercy between us. I'll take him full force. No help, no weapons. I'll only use what nature gave me. A powerful fighting spirit, and a wonderful sense of direction. One or both of us will die. If my life ends in trying to save Roxxy, and Leelyn. Also the other innocent lives Dimitri has put on the line. Such as my sister?
If I do die. It'll be for them. Plus, all my pain would end. But, what about Roxxy. Could she live without me? Could I die without her? No, I can't. It's questions like that. The ones that just make my head spin. She needed me just as much as I needed her, meaning. I couldn't perish. That was out of the question. I'd live.
I'd have to fight for not only her survival, but for mine, also. What fun....
{Those rare moments come with a price}
It was dark when he woke. He knew Rhys and Jilanna were gone, the large house seemed too quiet. His father was downstairs. Only to come back up moments later. He could feel Dad's eyes on him. He was saying good-night. He could feel it. The doctor's footfalls sounded tired. He dragged his feet.
Sitting up was painful, but he was finally vertical again. His mind blurry. His father must've given him some sort of pain killer. It worked, somewhat. Getting to his feet. He lazily made his way to the room of doom. There he would stay for the rest of the night...or was it daylight? Didn't matter much to him
He knelt beide Roxxy. His eyes closed, yet he was fully alert. Keeping up with her breathing and the sound of her heart. Their hearts. Both speeding to a normal rate. Wait! NORMAL! With that, he heard a small, weak scream escape from his girlfriend. He shot to his feet. He seemed to melt into the surroundings. Watching as he listened to the simple sentence Roxxy said.
The most painful of words, still it was with the voice he loved so much. He came close after she spoke the last time. "Roxxy?" he spoke softly, breathlessly. His voice was hoarse, pained. He couldn't breathe well. His lungs hurt along with his entire left side of his rib cage. He was so happy and sad at the same time. With hesitant arms. He held her now. Looking down into those briliant blue eyes that he had seen in his mind so many times.
Did she remember him? Didn't matter. He was here. And in a heartbeat. So was his father. Checking everything. "Leelyn, try not to move much." he demanded softy in his all too famous doctor-y tone. Sawyer didn't respond to his father. Or the sound of Alex coming dowstairs to Leelyn's aide.
It was only him and Roxxy at the moment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' arrrrrg
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 19, 2009 17:59:55 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ at her awakening, several things happened: scarlett flew out from under the bed to leap up onto the bed, her tail wagging gently. she wanted to touch her mistress! her mistress was awake! she yelped in joy and poked her cold wet nose into roxxy's armpit, her head laying down on her arm. she was burying her face in roxxy's body, as if to absorb her and her scent. she whimpered, but it was muffled by her position. roxxy looked up at the dark haired, dark eyed man and she squealed in blatant fear, trying to get away from him. she couldn't remember who he was, but anyways, all she saw was dimitri in front of her, dimitri holding her.
that squeal turned into a scream, her arms feebly picking up to shove against sawyer's muscled chest. trying to find release in his gentle grasp. how would you feel if the only thing you could clearly remember was the hell being beat out of you and then you wake up to find a familiar tan face with dark hair, dark eyes staring at you, and all these people that you just don't remember? and that man that was holding you was familiar, but you just couldn't remember where from? and you had a familiar yet totally unfamiliar dog nuzzling you lovingly and all you wanted to do was get away? roxxy cringed away as much as she could, making herself look vulnerable and so very tiny and delicate, easy to break. she was shaking uncontrollably. who were these people?! she only knew her sister. and she was sooo very afraid she was going to get mauled again.
"who are you?!" tears were still streaming down her face. leelyn looked at roxxy and then the doctor, then to sawyer's pained face. roxxy truly didn't remember...it was mind over matter, to push someone from your memory, but it was still there, it would always be there for you to see. it was impossible to un-experience something. but roxxy....perhaps in the punishment delivered by dimitri and in the response of roxxy's mind, those memories really had been replaced by something far worse....leelyn started to cry. roxxy, out of all the people on earth to choose from, had to be corrupted and harshly dealt with the most...and she never even deserved it.
"roxxy!!! think! think about them! THEY'RE NOT GONNA HURT YOU!" she looked at a crying and tremoring roxanna with scarlett shoved off the bed looking so sadly at her owner. leelyn looked at alex, who had rushed down beside her, her hand reaching out to find his. she took a glance at him, but then once again attempted to get her sister to calm down, without being able to get up and actually comfort her. "roxxy! please! stop and think! they're not gonna hurt you! how do you think you got stitched up?!" frightened blue eyes opened with tears just pouring out to look at leelyn. she was right....her heart began to calm and she stopped her violent trembling after a few more moments. she looked around, her face and skin pale, in shock. she looked at sawyer first and she spoke quietly, "i...i know who you are...but i can't remember...."
she gave a brief whimper and reached out with tentative fingers to hold his hand. something like electricity coursed through her body. now that she wasn't scared senseless, she knew that this man was so very important to her and she couldn't remember how. her hand was tiny compared to his, but she grasped it firmly. her voice shook, "i know you...help me remember who you are." her lake blue eyes were pleading, the tears falling helplessly down her cheekbones, the lashes going down to kiss her cheeks. she would remember...she just couldn't now. those were leelyn's convictions. she wanted to just jump up and yell, "it's sawyer! yanno, the father of your baby!" but in the end, that wouldn't have done any good. she had to remember by herself. leelyn sighed and fell back down onto the bed with more force than she had meant and the shards of pain going up her back was crippling. she gave a yelp of pain, her arm falling off the bed, only to be caressed by mystique's wet pink tongue.
the tears squeezed through clenched eyes, her time clenching and face going white in the agony. she let out breathlessly, "at least i can still walk..." when the pain finally dulled to where she could relax, she exhaled, her small body sinking into the padding of the bed. her eyes opened to give the world a shot of big brown eyes. she looked at alex and smiled faintly, "miss meh?" she still kept an open ear on roxxy, an open mind to her dog, but most of her attention was on alex.
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Post by Desert on Aug 19, 2009 22:45:55 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That squeal was pain. He could feel her try to escape from his gentle arms. Still he had a firm hold on her. Then, that squeal turned into a scream. That was agony. Had he hurt her? If he did he had to get away from her. If he wasn't touching her, he couldn't hurt her, right?
He lay her back down gently. Taking a huge step back. He could hear her tears, he could feel her fear and pain. He wanted so much to run back to her and help. But he was...afraid. What if he hurt her again?
He stayed back. His head lowered in shame. He felt so bad, his body shook in place. His father finally finishing with Leelyn came up beside Sawyer. His arm around his shoulder. Then, she spoke. Those words hurt him so much. He was speechless. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't speak.
She didn't remember him. That was his worst fear, how could he make her remember. He couldn't force her. The last thing he was going to mention was being the father of her child. He knew that would only make her feel even worse.
He could barely hear Leelyn's words. His father had long left him to Roxxy, checking her blood, heart, stitches with fast hands. The whole while murmering calmly to her. Sawyer couldn't make outthe words. All he could hear was the tone in his father's vocals. How it sounded so much like his own.
Something very big and furry nudged him forward. Sparks. He took a small step forward only to feel her hand come into his. He took a few more tiny steps toward her until he stood directly beside her. He listened closely to what she had to say than half smiled.
He threaded his fingers with hers and squeezed her hand in the way he always did. He knelt down slightly. To get his eyes even with hers. Knowing he was in the right spot when he could feel her hot breath on his face.
"I'll help you remember. Be still." he whispered quietly in her ear. Then, he leaned over her just to have his lips touch hers for a short second. "I went almost a full day without kissing you. It was hard." his sense of humour slowly returning. She'd have to remember his oddness somehow! Tears stained her cheeks. He helped to fix it. With his free hand--his other was holding hers tightly---he whiped away her tears and smiled. His eyes finally bright and inviting.
He felt happy now that his hand was in Leelyn's He listened to her speaking to Roxxy, trying to calm her confused sister. He could vaugly hear Sawyer speak with his girlfriend. Also his soft kiss was heard in the silent room. He looked back down to Leelyn when she spoke to him.
He smiled and sat beside her "How could I not mis you? Oh, Leelyn! I was so scared." without thinking he gently wrapped his arm around her and held her. He tried to make his touch as light as possible, not wanting to hurt her. He looked up to see the doctor watching them, a smile clear on his tired face...
Ya know. Dr. Contaro was forty-eight-years-old, but he looked not a day over thirty. Evean wasn't kidding when she said her dad didn't change much. Alez smiled "Did you miss me?" he asked with a teasing wink. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Bleh
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 20, 2009 18:54:57 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ roxanna felt him squeeze her hand, seeing the strange yet familiar man on his knees right in front of her. she had moved to a sitting position, but even that relaxed position hurt. her hand went over her belly, as if she could hold it and the pain would go away. it was just a comfort though, the pain never left her body. then, his face came closer and she still had the urge to snake away from him, but she held her body in place. like she could go far anyways. with a faint smile, she listened to his words and then his lips met hers for that all too short second. prairie dogs kiss each other to learn things about the other person, purely educational. and once they've kissed once, they always know that prairie dog.
roxxy knew him! his soft lips touched and pressed against her and remembrance shot through her frame. he had pulled away when she gasp loudly. right after his words were spoken, sawyer barely had time to wipe her tears away because her weak arms lifted whole-heartedly to allow the hands to hold sawyer's face. she couldn't move any further so she pulled sawyer's face toward her. "sawyer! you're sawyer! you're my sawyer!" her lips touched down on his face many times and his lips recieved many sweet kisses. hot tears of bitterness and sorrow, yet profound happiness that she still had him swept down her face in a strong show of waterworks.
and then she hugged him like she could and would never let go. "i love you, i love you, i love you, god, i love you..." it frantic, as if it was a pleasant dream, that she was actually dead and this is the person she saw in her dreams. but no, her agony shooting through her frame was very real and she had to let go, whether she wanted to her not, because it was crippling. she slammed back down, her bones jarring. her muscles tensed in the pain and roxxy bit down on her lip to keep a sound from coming out. she waited several, several moments for the harmed feeling to subside before she said softly in a shaky voice, "sawyer, he killed my baby...he killed our ba-" she broke off as the waterworks came even harder.
her hands moved to hover and then lay on her flat stomach. "i was going to let you name her." her voice sounded so sad you could only imagine all she'd gone through emotionally and physically. she felt all wrong. and how could sawyer even stand to touch her? she was ugly and bruised, abuse showing all over her body, and stitches everywhere. she felt very self-conscious. leelyn's face showed shock when alex replied and then was suddenly holding her. her brow furrowed for a moment in thought and her arms rose up to clasp around alex's own body. she held him as he held her. then, her intent expression smoothed out and a smile widened its way onto her face.
"yes...yes i did actually." she chuckled and then leaned into alex, her soft blonde hair smelling of coconuts. (jilanna had given the sisters baths, with assistance from anyone who would help.) "alex...." she was about to say something when she was caught by roxxy's crying. leelyn felt the familiar stinging within her eyes. at least roxxy could have a child. leeyn could not. stop it! she mentally scolded herself. she pulled away to hold alexander o'heir at arm's length. she had to cover up what she was going to say with something she wasn't going to. she examined him with critical, yet soft brown eyes. they seemed a more chocolate color today than an amber. "...you look tired."
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Post by Desert on Aug 20, 2009 19:27:10 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There. He got her in the most simple of ways. A simple touch of the lips could help so much. He learned that from his father. Who else? He could feel her hands on his face and pulled him toward her. He smiled "Yes, Roxxy. I am yours. All yours." he wrapped his arms around her and held her so gently that even the lightest touch would hurt.
It was like she never let go. Neither would he, but he had to when She let go to lay back down. He slid in to the space next to her. He could just barely fit. He pulled his sore body down to rest next to her He closed his eyes when she spoke the second time "I know, I know." he whispered. His voice held so much pain. He put his hand over hers. So, she was going to let him name their child?
Honestly, he hadn't thought of a decent name. Now he couldn't. He could hardly think about her! It hurt too much. Oh it hurt so much. He sighed amd didn't say anything more. He could feel his father come beside him. He lay his hand gently on Sawyer's broken ribs, adding slight preasure. Sawyer graoned in pain but assuring murmers from his father helped.
"Cry it out if you need to, Roxxy. Let me tell you. That had t be the most painful operation I've ever done in twenty years." the doctor spoke softly. What made the operation so painful? Sawyer opened his eyes and looked at his father "Why?"
Dad leaned down and whispered so faintly into his ear "Holding your child, son. That's what hurt the most." not knowing if Roxxy heard that or not Sawyer just jerked his body to his feet in pain. "You don't tell me what you do anymore!" he hissed. His father was calm, always patient with forever mood changing Sawyer "I was only doing my job Sawyer!" he pointed out firmly
"I know! I know what you do Dad! But if you do something to Roxxy I want to know about it." he snarled. He didn't know Dad had actually HELD his unborn baby. All he thought was tying her back together. Dad put his arms around Sawyer in a fatherly way.
"If I didn't remove the baby. I wouldn've have been able to save Roxxy." he was about the same height as Sawyer. Only an inch or two shorter. Still, Sawyer felt so small, so helpless.
He could hear Sawyer's sudden explosion in rage toward his father. Alex also knew the mood swings were from the drugs in his body. Well, if it kept Sawyer alive and not in lala land or floating on river Styx. Then anyone could take Sawyer's random out bursts, but this one seemed to have a meaning.
Alex sighed and kept Leelyn in his sight. Their arms around each other. It felt so good to have her back. He knew what she said at the end of her sentence wasn't what she wanted to say, oh well. He'd find out soon enough. He'd make her tell him later.
He half smiled "We're all tired. Escpecially the doctor. He's been up twenty four hours trying to keep you two alive." he smiled. Sawyer was sleeping like a baby, but that was only beaucse
A) he was knocked out by a Evean throwing a brick at his head
B) Put under by so much pain medication
C) He was bored
If you answered B, congrats! You win NOTHING!!!! Alex ajusted himself to where he lounged beside her. Propped by by his elbow. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Bleh
Word Count ~' Word count!
Muse ~' lurking
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 22, 2009 0:43:20 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ now that she could remember, the frightening things collaborated within the walls of her mind. so...the doctor had taken her baby. sawyer's daddy had only tried to help her, but couldn't he just let her die?! roxxy wasn't thinking reasonably though...it would've ended the same way. only she would've died a pointless death as well. she molded into sawyer's side, her eyes closing to hide the pain in her eyes. she shook her head silently as she heard the doctor tell her to let it out. she couldn't let it out. she refused. no...she would wait and let it reside within her soul until she became bitter... she didn't want sawyer to know just how much it HURT her. sure, she let some of it come out...but her psyche would not allow her to just let it all out. she couldn't.
and then, she heard his next words and violent anger and pain and bitterness welled up inside of her. the words were soft and almost unnoticable, but it was obviously sawyer had heard them too, because he shot up to his feet. "dr. contaro....you got to hold her?" her bottom lip was trembling. what she would've given to hold her child? her life would've been the forfeit, even. she watched the angry reaction from sawyer with her sad blue eyes. he seemed helpless, defenseless, like the child she had lost, standing now before his father, who was shorter than him by not very much. she wanted to comfort her love, but he was so far away and her body was just not yet ready to cooperate with her fully.
she looked at leelyn and a soft smile came to her mouth. leelyn was with alex. they were close friends. no matter who leelyn was infatuated with for a day or a week or even a month, it was always alex she came back to, eager to seek his company. yes, they were good friends. in fact, alex was roxxy's close friend too. she felt as if she could tell alex anything. he had been through it all with her. besides sawyer, he was her closest male companion. she turned her attention back to sawyer just in time to hear his father's last remark. it chilled roxxy. her life would've been the forfeit if she'd kept the baby...but then the baby wouldn't have lived either.
he had stitched her back up...but could she- roxxy's face became paler than her already chalky complexion and she looked at doctor contaro with hard eyes that fought back tears. her vocals were oddly strained. "is....is it possible that i'll ever have children?" she was young! she could heal! but...had the ravaging blade destroyed her uterus beyond the whims of having children? leelyn looked at him and then nodded slowly, understanding. "i under you've all worked tirelessly on us...roxxy would've died all those weeks ago hadn't you guys been here. and now, this time, he got us both and you guys still are there to help us...." she trailed off, a thoughtful expression on her features.
she then tightened up again on her embrace and said softly, "yanno, you really should get some sleep. you look like hell warmed over." she started gentle laughter. the laughter rang in her tones. "you know i juss pickin' atcha." then, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. then, she pulled away to look at him, her brown eyes rather duller than normal. "you okay?"
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Post by Desert on Aug 22, 2009 23:30:09 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He watched his father closely. Listening to his every movement. His mind was angry. He was pissed at his father. The two Contaro men glared at each other for a moment. A low growl escaping Sawyer's throat. It hurt to stand like this. Straight and tall. Dimonte Contaro was his father, but Sawyer was the alpha dog of the family. The doctor knew that quite well. Never make Sawyer mad.
Even though Dad taught Sawyer everything he knew about fighting, and more. He broke his deadly gaze with his father. They both looked at Roxxy at the same time. One would instantly notice they shared the same chocolate brown eyes. Sawyer's only more foggy and expressionless. While he father's was filled with wisdom. The man seemed to know everything. Sawyer's blood boiled with anger. Dr. Contaro gently lay his fingers on his broken ribs. Sawyer instantly yelped in pain and cringed away.
"Yes Roxxy, I did. I didn't have much of a choice as it were." there came another enraged snarl from Sawyer. The doctor sighed "Sawyer, you must understand. It was Roxxy or neither." he hissed at his son. Sawyer narrowed his eyes "I'm just pissed off. You hid that from me. What else have you been hiding?" Sawyer growled menacingly. He could hear Dad hold his breath. "Nothing." he whispered.
"All lies. Mum told me about Nathen. Something you should've told me twenty years ago! You've been lying to me my whole life." he snarled angrily. He wanted answers. He wanted them now! "Sawyer...I...I"m. I didn't want to. We didn't want to, I'm sorry. Sawyer, look at me son."
"How do you know I'm Sawyer? What if the real Sawyer was the one taken!" he grumbled. Dr Contaro was on his feet and holding Sawyer by the shoulders. His eyes intense. "I just know! You're my son, Sawyer. We lost you twin brother I know that! But we have you. Still, we pray that Nathen is ok. If he's alive. If he's like your uncle"
Sawyer lowered his head and leaned into his father. His anger slowly fading into a sense of numbness "I'm sorry." he whispered. Dad's grip became light. His eyes soft "I understand the pain you must be going through. Loosing a child is probably one of the hardest facts to face. Especially if that life hasn't even started yet."
The young man looked into his father's eyes. The two shared a strong bond. Even though Sawyer was naturally a Momma's boy. He always did look to his father for answers. Sawyer was an ass when he was a teenager, and he was surprised that Dad even put up with him. This was just one of many fights. Still, it all ended ok.
Sawyer realized that Dad had left his job to keeping the country a healthy place for him. He was healing Roxxy. His love. His life. Sawyer repaid him by being a jerk toward his father.
He stood there in thought while Dad went over and sat beside Roxxy "I'm not sure, Roxxy. You're still young and you have plenty of time to heal I've been doing some tests. With permission from Sawyer." he mumbled the last part. His son could hear a dog whistle at full blast, Sawyer snorted.
"Each one came up negative when it comes to your fertility. But that's only at the moment. Once you're back on your feet and the bandages are ready to come off." he mused. Sawyer sighed "Translation: You have a 20% change of being able to have children."
Sawyer would be willing to try again. If Roxxy ever had the heart to do so. She could be scarred her whole life. He came up and leaned over her "You'll be able to have children. One day." With a smile he knelt down and gently kissed her cheek. Laying his head next to hers he sighed. Dad's phone rang.
"Crap!" he muttered. Sawyer looked up "What?" Someone had discovered that Dad wasn't on Holiday. Haha! "It's the office in Miami. They found me." he grumbled under his breath. Alex and Sawyer started to laugh.
Dad growled then answered in his regular, cheery voice "Dimonte Contaro....yes.....yes....no.Family reasons." Sawyer kept his ears closed to the conversation. He returned to his earlier position beside Roxxy. He looked into her eyes and smiled. Laying his hand lazily on her arm.
"We're always here. No matter what happens." he grinned happily, yet the friendly look faded soon afterwords. He sighed "I know I should sleep, but I won't. Not now." he whispered. His hazel brown eyes showed no emotion. He looked down at her and half smiled "Yeah. I'm fine. Are you ok?" Stupid question. But he asked it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' I forgot
Word Count ~' Word count!
Muse ~' It's there
Music ~' ---
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 23, 2009 19:03:25 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ roxxy's shining blue eyes never missed any word in their explosions. it was obvious sawyer looked like his father, as he didn't really resemble his father. except for the eyes and the voice....and of course, the build. but their features...the had to be all from sawyer's mother. roxxy listened to sawyer, reading all his body language as well as his words and tones. she did the same for his father, dimonte. her breath was suddenly taken away as she heard their heated conversation. SAWYER HAD A TWIN?! her brain blanked and then started working again, though it was more frazzled than normal. this...this was a very disturbing revelation. if this was the case, then there was still hope that sawyer's brother, nathen, was still alive. if he was, where could he be?
was he blind just like sawyer? maybe not because he probably didn't have the same operation to "fix" his eyes as her love did. were they indentical or fraternal twins? she was suddenly excited and in her own little world for a moment. what if sawyer could find him?! oh, then he'd be so happy! it seemed he was never happy these days and she just wanted to see him smile...she missed his lop-sided grin or her favorite one, which was full and seemed to brighten the whole world. she had a small smile on her face at the tender thought. then, she came back to reality to see the doctor press on sawyer's ribs. as he cringed away, she felt herself cringing away. she could feel his pain just as keenly as she felt her own. which her body was still in massive amounts of pain.
she felt herself shrink away from the doctor's and sawyer's bitter words. she felt totally destroyed now. dimitri had taken her body from her, in more ways than one, and now he had taken away her ability to have children of her own. she laid down, her spirit ruthlessly crushed by the truth. so, she had little hope of ever having children. but, then, honestly, she didn't think she had the heart to go through it, knowing that that baby should've been the second born, not the firstborn. from that position, she never moved. even when sawyer knelt back down and gave her that kiss and then even when the phone rang. she never moved. she just stared emptily at the ceiling. no more tears to cry.
her chest moved in that rythmical eb and flow, not really sustaining any climax in her breathing or did the motion stymy. when the phone rang, she listened without really hearing. and when sawyer laid down beside her, she didn't really feel him. she felt his eyes staring at her face, so her blue eyes turned to face him; they were dead eyes. "sawyer...how do you see me?" it was such a simple question. she was tired of laying on her back, so she struggled and strained until she was on her side facing him. her voice was emotionless. "how do you know what i look like? where my face is? where my hand is? where my eyes are?" she reached up with a hand and with small, thin fingers, she traced the coutures of his face.
she watched as the friendliness left his eyes, leaving them to be pits. she nodded with frank understanding. "i know. you bunch o' stalkers." she grinned, letting him know she was just foolin' around with him again. at his query, she sighed and looked down at herself, her limbs untangling from his. "well, as alright as anyone can be from almost dying...i'm alright." she gave him a subtle smile. "you can sleep now, yanno...i feel awful that everyone does so much for me and yet i can do nothing for them." she stared at him, her brown eyes sparkling with intensity. she turned away after a moment or two and looked away. "one day soon....roxxy's not going to be here. and i'll have to go with her, you know that, right?" her brown eyes turned back to face his.
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Post by Desert on Aug 23, 2009 20:39:45 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sawyer listened to her words with soft eyes. Then his mind went to work. The question was so simple, but. So hard. How was he going to explain it? He took a moment to think. He looked at his father. He didn't know about his super sensitive touch. He knew that he had a great touch, but not the whole truth.
"Hey, Dad. Can you do me a favour?" he asked. "Of course, Sawyer." he said quietly. Sawyer took another moment to think. "My eyedrops. Their upstairs. I mean upstairs from the main floor. I can't find them. I think Syra hid them. She likes you enough to let you search her room."
"Sawyer. That young woman is scared of me. She doesn't like me much." he laughed then jogged upstairs. Sawyer sighed and looked back and Roxxy. "It's complicated, but I know. I see you by touch, and sound. When I touch you." he let his fingers trail down his arm. The image running into his head. "When I touch you. I see you." he whispered. He closed his eyes still struggling for the right words. "But. I had to learn. I had not a clue what you looked like when we first met. Now. Now that I've spent a lot of time with you. I've learned." he smiled a crooked smile than opened his eyes. Heaving a rough sigh he sat up. Reached tothe table beside him and took a pain pill. He was on the pill for two days. That's what made his temper flare. That and just natural rage. A naturally happy person, but these last few days. Sawyer was the son of the demon. Not the kind hearted doctor. Not the man that was currently fighting with Obama about heath care. Sawyer couldn't help but smile at that thought. Oh his father was good at fighting. Good at speaking his mind. Another thing they shared.
He looked back down at Roxxy and smiled. A kind, yet concerned smile. He took her hand and just held it. His thumb traced the soft skin of her hand. He had a look of concentration on his face. In the silent room, he could hear everything. Alex and Leelyn's soft conversation. The sound of his guide dog's quiet panting. He could hear the sound of Evean. His sister was talking to someone. Most likely Mum. He could hear Syra and Dad speak to each other. Word he couldn't make out. Just quiet murmering. Only able to hear the pitch of their voices.
Alex lay down beside her and half smiled. "I would guess." he looked over at Sawyer, then at the shining amber eyes that watched them. The massive dog had his eyes glued on Roxxy...and Scarlett. Alex frowned at the last thing she said. "I know, but. It's for the best right. I'm probably not going to stay here much longer anyway." he mused, pursing his lips "But, you'll come back one day. Right?" he asked. If she was going to leave. He'd let her go, but he'd wait for her to come back.
Still. He was a wanderer. Even if he was to stay here. It wouldn't be for much longer. He was a man on the run. The O'Heir case finally went to the top of the list. They were looking for him. The man on the black horse. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex, ze docta
Word Count ~' grrr.
Muse ~' It quit.
Music ~' ---
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 24, 2009 22:09:19 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ roxxy listened to his answer, a small nod moving her head. she still felt like she was in kind of stupor, like she didn't exactly know how to function properly. so, even that small movement was slight and jerky. her expression was empty. she replied simply, "with all these stitches and bruises...how can you stand to look at me?" her own question, she cowered away from the answer. scarlett rose to the occasion, once again making her front paws onto the tiny sliver of bed left. she whined unhappily and licked roxxy's nearby left arm. roxxy looked down at the beautiful irish setter, and with a shaky hand, touched the rich mahagony color of her coat.
roxanna looked at sawyer again and sighed, a tear would've squeezed out but there were no more waterworks available. "help me go to sleep. go to sleep with me. keep the nightmares away." like some abandoned puppy, she curled up to her savior, sawyer contaro, and drowsily closed her eyes, her arms brought up to her chest, her face buried in sawyer's chest and her knees bent back at a slight angle. she yawned, though it was hempered as she tried to suppress in. she hadn't just slept for a while. her body had been repairing itself whilst she had slept before. thus, when she woke, she had limited energy. and all she wanted to do was sleep without the large amount of repairing.
she was at the auction, younger, with not as much scarring across her body. she was around 16. she was getting ready to leave small town, mississippi. she had bought starchaser a little less than a year ago, and now she was looking for another horse, cheap. coming to an auction in hopes of finding something like a diamond in the rough. besides...that was one less horse going to the slaughterhouse. which, the man from the slaughtering company was there, along with a bunch of other people. crowding around one stall. curious, the pretty young woman wandered over, but some of those men were just too tall! using her elbows, she knifed through the growing crowd to abruptly come to the front. so that's where all the noise was coming from!
and then she stopped. she couldn't go any further because she simply could not breathe. this stallion, this great black beast looked like satan himself in equine form. he was beautiful and looked terribly unholy, a savage gleam in his eye. and he was kicking and screaming and bucking and contorting his leanly muscled body into positions she didn't think possible for a stud of his size. looking down at her sheet, she read to herself, "17 hh s, hell's black revenge, andalusian x arabian x thoroughbred." her eyes once again moved from her paper to be directed at the horse in the stall. however, she was scared out of her wits when she was looking into those great brown eyes.
they held a demonic release of wildness, but cunning and intelligence. he had stopped his rampage to simply look at her, and observe. roxxy's blue eyes were brilliant in color that day. those vivid ceruleans met his flaming auburns. and something clicked. and then some shouted something totally noncommittal and the massive black stallion showed the crowd what he thought of such an outburst. he threw his head high, a bugal sounding and heard over all the other hundreds of horses. his great height was even more magnified as he reared and came down hard on the chained door. (as roxxy noticed...no other doors had chains. heck, no other stall had a door.) the chains rattled and the wooden door groaned in protest.
the people presiding over the auction pressed people away from the tall onyx stallion's stall, and roxxy never could look away. it was some hours later before his number finally came up. roxanna had to laugh. the auctioneer's singsong voice was heard over the intense crowd of potential bidders. "number 666, it's a fierce black stallion, hell's black revenge, let's start at 1,000..." roxxy's breath was once again stolen from her as she looked at the giant coming to the stage. they had shackled his legs! like he was some kind of criminal! yet, he still had that powerful presence and the air of defiance about him. he had more than ten strong men to keep him from breaking loose.
roxxy listened to the bidder drone on...and then the number raised. it was the man from the slaughter house. roxxy's face flushed a deep red out of anger. no. black (so dubbed by her) would NOT be steak on ANYONE'S table. growling, she raised her number, giving a firm, "2,000!" the bidder saw the peeking interest and egged the battle on. the man from the slaughter house shot her a glare. roxxy returned the favor. he raised his number and shouted in some german accent, "2,750." roxxy snorted and raised her number again, "3,500." the man delivered another bid, raising it to 4,000 dollars. roxxy, fire in her eyes, looked at him and her voice rang coolly into the now quiet crowd, "5,500." the man's eyes got wide and he waved his hand dismissively after a moment's shock, though his eyes held desire for the stallion. he would've made some nice lean pieces of meat.
and just like that, roxxy bought black.
it's funny how dreams work. they only last a few seconds whereas one might think it takes a few hours. during the course of her sleep, roxxy tossed, turned, and mumbled. she was sleeping though, and that was well. it was around 4 hours later when roxxy woke up. she was in an odd position. she felt odd. where was she? for a moment she was in utter panic. and then she remembered all that had happened. she breathed a sigh of relief. she shook her head in a physical effort to clear her cloudy mind. was this how it was going to be everyday of her life? she wakes up to find out she cannot remember where she is? the thought made her predictably sad and this time a few tears scuttled silently down her cheeks. but she reached up with a frail looking arm and hand and wiped them away.
leelyn looked at him and gave a small nod, her eyes thoughtful yet held some sadness. "well, that's sad...what's sawyer gonna think? and why?!" she challenged him with her small chin in the air her light mocha optics held this indescibable twinkle. at his next few words, she gave a round of hoarse, bitter laughter. "maybe, if i have someone to come back to and i don't die first." her facials became of an explanatory darkness. she looked up from where she had been staring at her legs and gazed at alex. her face lightened some. "are you hungry?" as if to accentuate her point, her stomach rumbled grumpily. she couldn't hold back the chuckles that boiled from her vocals.
she looked at her sister, to see her cuddled up to sawyer. even with their cuts and bruises...they made one of the most beautiful couples she had ever seen. it made her give a soft smile. but a thought remained within the recesses of her mind: since when did roxanna become so soft and fragile, delicate? had dimitri screwed her up that bad? fury shot through her. she did not like the answer she gave herself.
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[/b] sawyer, alex, doctor contaro/leelyn/roxxy WORDS!?![/b] word count MUSE!?![/b] it's insanity!!! but i spared joo. ^^ MUSIC!?![/b] guardian angel-red jumpsuit apparatus OUTFIT!?![/b] ---- CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3 charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved NOTES!?![/b] el zippo.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font] |
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Post by Desert on Aug 26, 2009 13:03:27 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You feel so, fragile. Breakable. It's painful to me to know that you're hurt, but I also know that you're healing. I want to hold you. To keep you safe. No matter what you look like. To me, you're always beautiful." she was. He wanted her to be happy and safe. She was safe, but was she happy? They were going through hard times, but they couldn't live lfe in regret from the past. They were both young. They had futures. Hopefully together.
He had a feeing that this was more then summer love. He smiled and wrapped his arms loosely around her "I'm not going anywhere." he whispered softly. He wasn't going anywhere. Someone would have to drag him away. His hands gently scanned over her body. He looked down at her, hearing her yawn.
He smiled and curled up beside her and closed his eyes. Yet, he stayed awake. He held her. Feeling her toss and turn. Only once did she bump him in the ribs. He backd away a little, but only for a moment. He squirmed right back up.
Finally after two hours. He fell into a deep dreamless sleep. His mind still ran wild and, he saw what seemed to be fog. A beautiful mixture of blacks and greys. The mist seemed to swirl around in his head. Different words and pictures flashed before his eyes. He groaned and opened his eyes, not knowing how long he was asleep. He could feel Roxxy stir. He rolled over, but he gave her a lot of space to sleep. He was on the very edge. He rolled over and hit the floor, well not really.
There was a yelp from a giant fluffy dog. Sawyer opened his eyes "Oh, Sparks I'm sorry." the dog wiggled away and walked off, his tail high. Sawyer sat up and looked at Roxxy.
He lay back down beside her, to find her away. He touched her hand, only to find tears resting there. He frowned "Are you alright, baby?" he asked softly.
He thought for a moment. "Sawyer. He's an old soul, very wise. He'll understand. Always thinking of others before himself." he half smiled when he ooked over at Sawyer. His arms were protectivly around Roxxy. He frowned "He'll be heartbroken, though." he whispered sadly. Sawyer was like...No, Sawyer was his brother. He hated it when he was sad or hurt.
"Oh I'll be here, and you won't die. I don't think that's possible, you're Leelyn." he laughed lightly. She couldn't die. He wouldn't let her. He put on a kind smile and laughed at her stomach. "I'm not hungry. Can't say the same for you." he joked. He watched her and looked away. Suddenly feeling a little shy. "Um, Leelyn. When you first woke usp. You wanted to tell me something, but you didn't say what you wanted to..." he stoped and hesitated, hoping she remembered what he was talking about. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex
Word Count ~' Word count
Muse ~' Slow returning.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' Well it's getting better!
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 26, 2009 22:42:39 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ roxxy looked at him with blurry blue eyes. her voice was quiet with she spoke. "i didn't know where i was." that simple sentence held so much emotion and impact. she grasped his hands in hers and it was easy to feel how cold she was. her hands were like ice. "i'm scared sawyer. what if it gets worse and worse and i can't remember where i am for longer amounts of time?" her soft voice held a note that bordered hysteria. she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment and then reopened her eyes to look at sawyer. "you are hurt....and i'm being pathetic." she was in the midst of trying to figure out her own feelings, confusion and regret and guilt pouring into the mix.
she looked at him, an apology written in her voice and expression. she leaned forward for her lips to gently touch his and then her mouth pulled away. scarlett, who had been watching everything, pulled her feet off the bed and look for sparks, a sharp bark coming from her. where was he? she whined and followed her nose to the giant ball of fluff. roxanna looked to see one of her pets and then her mind flew to the giant black stallion she had abandoned. she was honestly worried for anyone who tried to handle him. her pupils dilated at the sudden exhilaration of her emotions. "is black okay?" what she didn't know was that black had become totally feral when she left him. he had broken out of his stall, even with all its locks, and had been roaming free from the last two days. and he had breeded with mirage, scotty's new mare.
her ice cold hands were still gripping onto sawyer and she felt the a sordid type of numbness come over her. what if he had killed someone or something? what on earth had she done? had he been taken to the slaughter house? how was he being taken care of? no other person alive could had ever touched or came within 10 feet of the massive stallion and still lived. except for her and sawyer. she turned those almost irisless eyes towards her boyfriend. she began to murmur softly, "i don't know what i'm gonna do...do i leave or do i stay? what's wrong with me? i can't think." she couldn't organize the muddled thoughts inside of her. as she held her tongue for a moment, the memory of the dream came flooding back to her.
leelyn looked at alexander with narrowed eyes. he didn't answer her second question. he avoided it all together. he didn't tell her why he would even think of wandering off, away from shady lane. "yes...yes i'm sure he'll be really sad and he'll understand..." her eyes were narrowed as she stared at him for a moment longer, but then her eyes widened and brightened simultaneously. she chuckled and put a hand on alex's bicep. she held it gently but firmly as her face leaned in closer. she had a devious grin on her face. "i might be leelyn, but leelyn be breakable, honey." she took her hand off of his arm and then threw back her head to unleashed musical laughter. it was a while since she had laughed.
calming herself, she paid attention to alex's words, expression, body language, and tone of voice. "yeh, i am hungry! but i wanna walk to go get it...the more you favor an injured body, the less likely it is to recover to full strength." she nodded with conviction. she was about to say something else, but her mouth was stuck in an open position. she couldn't speak. she had hoped he hadn't caught it, that she hadn't not said what she was going to say. she purposely blanked her face, then brought confusion to her facials like the perfect actress she was. she had the words, on the tip of her tongue, just ready to say...but the lie would not come so easily as if it had been for someone else.
she looked at him and she wiped the confusion off her face. she knew exactly what he was referring too. he was shy. leelyn smiled inwardly and thought it best to lightened the atomosphere. she joked, "cain't tell ya! or else i'll haveta kill ya!" she giggled and winked at him. then, she leaned away from him and the laughter was still in her eyes, but her vocals were serious. "alex, well, i-uh..." she finally understood her personality in that one moment. she couldn't tell him what he was thinking because well, truth was, she couldn't handle him not loving her back. it was every woman's worst nightmare: telling the man they love and having them not love them back or telling the man how they feel, knowing they don't feel the same way, and have to watch behind their back because they felt so insecure about the relationship.
leelyn wanted a nor b. they weren't an option to her. so, she withkept her true feelings. she couldn't. she was too flighty anyways, though she knew that inside of her, she did have some capacity for a true commitment. she had slept with other men and had relationships with other guys, but she never once had a relationship with alex, though she always returned to him with a warm smile and a hand of friendship thrust out. and he'd accepted her and all her flaws and all her issues and all her silly little sexual addictions caused by the constant loneliness she felt. while thinking through this all, her face was an open book. it was easy to tell she was struggling with her answer. in the end, she only heaved a shaky sigh, and looked at alex with soulful, slightly wetter than normal chocolate brown eyes. "i....i can't."
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Post by Desert on Aug 28, 2009 13:18:19 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her hands were so cold. He gripped her hands tight. His eyes soft and quiet. He listened, only hearing her voice and their beating hearts. "Don't be scared. It's alright, your mind is just trying to catch up with all this chaos." he frowned, heaving a huge sigh, one that made his ribs scream in pain. He winced, eyes closed.
He reopened his eyes and looked at Roxxy. She was the one that was hurt. Not him! He just had broken ribs, that was nothing! Raising an eyebrow, his expression became tough and demanding. "Don't worry about me. And you're not being pathetic. You're just confused." his voice was hard. He was getting his point across. He wasn't about to allow her to call herself pathetic. Or being that way.
With his point across, his features became relaxed again. His eyes soft and loving. His eyes were closed when she kissed him. Slowly returning it with one of his own. Sliding toward her, tan arms went around her torso. Unlike her, his skin was hot. He was indeed running a fever. Nothing bad, but he was.
"Black, I wouldn't know. Syra's been the one taking care of the horses." he was honest, he was grounded! No going near the horses. No matter how many times he tried to escape in the last two days...He always failed. "You'll have to ask her." he said quietly.
He closed his eyes and held her close. His heart beating at a natural pace now. Then she spoke again. This time, his heart sped up. Leaving? Why would she leave? She couldn't leave! He just got her back! His mind went blank and raging hormones took over. She was his! She couldn't leave. Calming the burning anger he took a deep breath. His eyes seemed black. "There's nothing wrong with you." his voice shook slightly. "And, I want you to stay but, it's your desicion."
He avoided her question for a reason. Yes, she did know his story. At least, part of it. Alex was a pain in the cop's tail ends since the begining. They were after him for twenty accounts of murder, rape, gang activity, refusing to pay a ticket, physicly hurting a police officer. And much more he couldn't remember. He was paid to kill. That's how he made money when he was on the run. He killed a man who looked like him.
Now the cops knew that the man they found in a ditch wasn't Alex, and the black Arabian wasn't Storm. He was in a few gangs as a teenager, he was driving over the speed limit once and didn't dare pay the ticket. He turned on a cop and almost cut his head off. Everything else was just a blur. He looked away fom her narrowed eyes and sighed. He was so easy to read. Her perked up when she didn't mention it.
"The doctor said you two would be able to walk in a few hours, maybe a day. Depends." he shrugged and half smiled. They could walk soon. He knew it. His eyes were bright as she joked about it. "Kill me huh? I think I can take that risk." he smiled, glad she was laughing.
Her expression suddenly changed, she looked confused. Like she was solving a difficult math problem in her head. Struggling to find the answer. Tilting his head, bright brown eyes watching her intently. Her features could easily be read. He raised an eyebrow and chuckled lightly.
"You can't? Leelyn, you can tell me anything." he said softly. Taking her hand, brown eyes eager. He wanted to know. No matter what she told him, he'd still love her.
Moon nickered quietly to the Cleveland bay beside him. Syra rubbed him down with a damp cloth, making his black coat feel nice and cool. The bay's master was using a basic brush, brushing out his black tail. The older horse nickered a greeting to the yearling.
Moon was the equivilent of a eight year old human. He reached out to the other horse and nipped his shoulder. The gelding screamed and pinned his ears. Syra slapped Moon's shoulder "Knock it off!" she hissed.
Syra looked over at the bay and gently touched his shoulder. He was so pretty. Having a single white sock, still he looked pure bred Cleveland bay. The bay's owner looked up at her and smiled. Syra's jaw dropped. Sawyer? No, that wasn't Sawyer. His eyes were clear and bright. "S-Sawyer?" she stuttered. The man raised and eyebrow "No." he said softly in a voice almost exactly like Sawyer's. Syra almost fell out of her skin. "I gotta go." she whispered, taking her horse's lead rope and taking him away from the Sawyer look-a-like. Ohhh that boy was in so much trouble. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex, Syra
Word Count ~' Word count
Muse ~' Decent.
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Aug 31, 2009 21:55:04 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ roxanna let out bitter laughter. her voice was just as bitter. "yes, it's always just my decision." there was a small frown on her face, like she was just too weary to even put it there. she closed her eyes and said softly, her voice cracking and going hoarse a few times. "how many times do you think he's gonna break me before i just give it all up? i thought, when i was younger, that i would be stronger than everyone, that i would be the one to rise above the typical reaction to being beaten: becoming frail and delicate, feeling vulnerable.... it's different when it actually happens. dimitri's broken me. god, i know i'll never be the same.
it's like i'm so weak i'm actually disgusted with myself." hot tears flew down her face. she went to wipe them away and turned her head away from sawyer's soft gaze. she remembered his hard gaze from just a few moments ago when he told her she was not pathetic. perhaps it was the guilt that she couldn't save herself or anyone around her from the man she hated the most, the monster that followed her around, just as some demonic shadow would. she sniffed, trying to suppress her coming tears. "if someone else gets hurt on dimitri's account, i will leave. because the only reason he seems to be here is because of me. and sawyer...when i leave-" her voice dropped to below a whisper, "-i will not come back."
she would be leaving all she loved, all she had left to make her life with. but if leaving meant saving all that from the possibility of nonexistance, then she could gladly present an absence without hesitation. she had always been trained as well as taught by her parents, when her life wasn't intertwined with the government, to put other's needs before her own. that made her think about her onyx stallion again. "if i do leave....i want you to take care of black for me. you do what's best for him. if you have to...ship him to the plains or saudi arabia...let him go free. he'd live happily and he'd finally become what he really is: a wild horse." she shrugged her shoulders minutely in this sorrowful fashion. she was just making plans for the inevitable. she knew dimitri all too well.
leelyn looked at him, a wry smile coming onto her cat-like features. she shook her head when he took her hand. there were many ways she could go about this....to make up for lost time, "hah! alex, you're the only guy alive that has the guts to ask to be punished by moi." she chuckled while her mind raced around and around, searching for a suitable answer. finally, she found one. her mildly warm hand covered alex's own and she squeezed it, the silver scars along her knuckles and hands winking in the light above. "alex....how do you feel about me?" oh my, how her gaze burned! she wanted an answer and she wanted the answer she was waiting for now. the answer she wanted to hear.
that was the only way she knew best how to do it. she was frightened to state her own feelings, so she made alex say his first. only way. only choice. a soft, encouraging smile went on her face, its genuineness making her scarred and stitched faced glow vibrantly. the softness and smoothness of her fair features became enhanced, even though her injuries, no matter how large they were.
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Post by Desert on Sept 1, 2009 18:34:52 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her bitter words hurt him to no end. Feeling the expression painted on her face. He took a moment to look away. Only to hear her speak again. He looked up at his girlfriend. She was right, he broke her. "Let me promise you this. This'll be the last time he'll ever hurt you. Ever. And, you are stronger than you think. You survived. Willing to fight. I understand the changes that will happen. But, no matter what. You're still Roxxy."
{First person; couldn't resist}
Those last words...Those last five words. They were like a bullet. Flying through my heart and out the other side. I felt my throat become dry. My eyes started to sting, but not even that pain could soothe the one in my chest. Leaving, leaving and never coming back. My eyes grew wide as I stared at her. My normally expressionless eyes held so much. "I don't understand." heyread. Yet, that was a lie. I understood quite well. I couldn't stop her. But I think it isn't fair.
Dimitri isn't going to stop. He never will. Not until he gets her. I cannot allow that. Then, he spoke of her stallion, Black. I knew that he and I were a lot alike. He could never be truly happy without her. Neither could I. In the fw hort months we've known each other. I can't see myself living without her.
I had my family and my friends. But not even they could match up to Roxanna. She was my best friend, my love, and my everything. My life seems to be held together by her. A life that was slowly draining from her hands. She held me together. I know she's planning to leave. Caring for others before herself. Very wise.
I was planning something myself Dimitri was going to hell. And I. I'm going with him. Everyone must make sacrifices in their life. Even if it means risking their own for that of another. If it meant keeping Roxxy alive and safe. I'm willing to risk it. As long as I take Dimitri with me.
"I'll take care of Black. I know your leaving I can hear it in your voice." I said dryly, my voice sounding way more angry than I wanted it to. With that. I sat up and looked away from the only person I could see. Standing, I walked away.
He laughed with her. Teir voiced mixing togethr in the most beautiful of ways. "Well, I'm willing to risk it. he chuckled studying the back of her hand and he scars covering it. Then sh asked how he felt. This was going to take a while. He loked away. The ords were there. Ready to spill out.
It was his biggest secret. One he was finally about to tell. To the one he was hiding it from in the first place. What luck! "I..uuuuhhhhhmmmm" was all he managed to spit out. He stared at Leelyn with wide eyes. What was she going to say! He looked, confused, scared, shy. All the normal looks for Alex.
What if? What would happen? All those questions ran trough his mind. Would this sacrifice their friendship. Besides Sawyer,Leelyn was his best friend. He'd tell her anything. He'd always be there. No matter where she was, or who she met. Whoever she had an affair with. He was there, loving her. Being her friend. Were friends all they could be?
"Leelyn I..." Damnit. Just spit it out! He sighed and looked awa, far away. Those three simple words that meant so much. Those words that were so hard to say, though. He'd just have to come out and say it. Hope for the best.
"Leelyn...I love you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex
Word Count ~' Word count
Muse ~' =]
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' It's ok. I don't mind
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence |
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Sept 1, 2009 19:51:55 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ roxxy looked at him with eyes that were rapidly losing their love and warmth toward sawyer. he was angry with her? how could he be angry with her? she had done nothing! she wanted to keep him safe, keep him from every possible harm! and he was mad at her? why? roxxy's expression and eyes became cold and heartless. she quickly wiped the pouring downfall of tears that seeped rapidly from her eyes. she had managed to isolate herself from everyone but leelyn, who was happily kept busy by alex. roxxy felt sleepy again. such a little discussion had already drained her energy. still angry at herself, the world, and dimitri, she fell back to sleep, sad that this had to be. she was dead to the world now...and seemingly everyone in it.
leelyn watched with excessive interest as alex's expression displayed everything "alex". he exhibited shyness, fear, confusion...leelyn's smile became even softer. she wanted him to say what he was going to say, whether he liked her as in more than a female friend, or just a friend. their relationship had been so complex from the very beginning! she had met him with roxxy and sawyer at the cafe as soon as she had entered shady lane. from there, they had went to the club and had a blast, dancing and then rissa had become his date while she provided the entertainment. it had gone all so well... and leelyn had become infatuated with so many men all the while, but like stated...she had always come running back to alex.
their frienship had been sweet even though it was hard at times to tolerate leelyn. it took a special kind of person to love a flawed woman like herself. and alex had always provided the friendly love she needed, something she couldn't exactly get from her two sisters, or her brother. and now, this was the "moment of truth" so to speak. she giggled when he sputtered out syllabyls like they were going out of style. he couldn't talk! leelyn wanted to help him, but she desperately needed to know if he could say him by himself. whether it be he loved her as a friend or as full grown woman, what she was. she didn't notice that she had tensed up and had been holding her breath the whole while.
then, he let out those four words. her heart lept and this inconceivably silly smile came to her pixie-like features. she burst into laughter and then, she squealed in delight, like she had just won the most magnificent of prizes. but then she stopped and a frown came over her features. she reared back and slapped alex across the face. she didn't put a lot of strength behind it. all that would've been produced was a mild sting. she looked at him, her eyes blazing. "what the hell took you so long to say it?!" then, that grin was on her face and she gingerly leaned forward (as she had been stabbed numerous times in the back) and tossed her arms around alex's neck and planted a long, sweet wet kiss on his lips. and there, she stayed. (though 99.9% of her mind was on the elation she felt, she was silently wondering why sawyer left in such a temper and why roxxy was once again asleep.)
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Post by Desert on Sept 1, 2009 20:55:03 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A large hand clasped around his neck as he was pulled back into the arms of his father. That's when Sawyer broke down. "She's leaving me! She's NEVER COMING BACK! AND I ACTED SO STUPID! She probably thinks I'm mad at her! Making her want to leave more." his eyes were wide with uncontrolable fear. The doctor held him tight. Comforting him, just slightly. "Sawyer, I understand on what she's saying than. She only wants what's best for you. Even if it means the worst." he pulled back slightly, looking into Sawyer's dry eyes.
"Are you angry with her?" he asked simply. Sawyer frowned "I could never be angry with Roxxy. But, I love her so much. It hurts sometimes. And right now, what if she won't love me anymore?" he sobbed lowering his head into his hands. Dad grabbed his shoulders and gave him a swift shake to lift his head. "Sawyer. What day is it?" he asked.
Sawer came to realise the date "It's your aneversery. Twenty something years. Can't remember." he whispered. Dad nodded, still gripping his shoulder. "Twenty-nine years, Sawyer. Your mother and I have been married for twenty-nine years. And, we've had our fights. Some worse than others. But it all worked out. Wel always love eachother. Always willing to help one another. You and Roxxy remind e a lot of me and your mother when we first met."
"We do?" head tilted slightly. He could really feel Dad's smile. "Yes, the way you look at her, I've been watching you. I can see that you want what's best for her. Even if that means letting her go...If she really loves you, and you really love her. It'll all work out, you'll be together. Everything happens for a reason, Sawyer. Now, get your ass downstairs." Dad hugged him one last time and walked up to Evean's room.
Sawyer nodded and turned. Ready to confront whatever punishment Roxxy had for him. He was going to get on his knees if he had to.
He could hear her sleep. It was a rough sleep. He smiled and sat down beside her. Laying his hand ever so gently on her shoulder. "Roxxy." he muttered slightly not wanting to wake her but, wanting to. He slid to his side and lay beide her. "I'm so sorry, Roxxy. I really didn't mean to act like that. I could never be mad at you. I love you, I always will." he whispered softly into her ear. His arms around her. His body pessed lovingly against her back. He could hear only her heartbeat. Sad brown eyes looked at her. Waiting for her to wake up.
He was afraid now. Was she angry with him. Hopefully, Dad would be right. Well, twenty-nine years was a long time.
That squeal of delight instantly told him that she loved him, too. He smiled. They were just alike both having their flaws. Alex's were....worse, in a way. Then, she slapped him across the face. A small sting coming to his cheek. He reached up and touched the sting.
"Well, you know me. I was scared." he admitted with a slight smile. Then another surprise. Her lips were suddenly glued to his. He froze for a moment. He pulled his arms around her. Their lips moving with the other. His attention was mostly on Leelyn, but hearing Sawyer leave. He could hear him talk with Dr. C, the wise doctor kicking Sawyer back downstairs. The man returning to Roxxy's side. Breaking away from Leelyn for a second, he looked at the pair beside them. "What a strange man." he whispered only to move right back to Leelyn, his lips againt hers once more. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' The same people
Word Count ~' Word count
Muse ~' GRRRREAT
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' No, good-byes are always more fun and sad. I should know,
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Post by .x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N| on Sept 1, 2009 22:06:29 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ roxxy hadn't dropped to sleep for very long until sawyer was touching her, at her side again. she was tired, but not that overwhelming fatigue she had felt earlier. her blue eyes were displayed to the world in a sudden flash of that brilliant color. those long lashes sweeping through the air to open the lids. her weak muscles tensed, her body filling with tension. anger shot through her. why was he telling her he loved her? he didn't act like it when he stormed off like that! even though he was apologizing, her heart of ice never melted. his body was pressed against her back, the heat of his body so endearing. she was so furious at him! her demeanor told so...but god, she needed him.
she never turned around, and her voice was still frigid when she spoke. "it's not fair to you, but how the hell do you think it makes me feel when i have to leave you, i have to make that decision, and you give me hell about it? sawyer, i don't want you to get hurt like i'm hurting. i don't want you to go through what i have to go through. can't you understand that? no...i think not." with that said, she squeezed her eyes shut and sniffed, trying to quickly get rid of those inciteful and incredibly annoying tears that always seemed to be flooding her eyes and face. she meant to push away from sawyer, but it seemed his arms were in the way, so she didn't really move that far away.
she stiffened in his embrace. he hurt her! she was easy to forgive and forget...if one asked for it. aye, roxanna was very moody. she may have lost the baby, but her mood shifts had obviously not been told of the loss. she wasn't ready just yet to let him know he had won her back. as it were, he had not. she was still crisp and chilled toward him. then, she closed her eyes again, trying to ignore him. but her mind kept on gnawing on her. she really should be more forgiving...but she didn't want to be. geeze, she really should work on her emotional control. she growled aloud but it was directed at herself.
leelyn laughed through her kiss when alex froze for a moment and then returned it. the corners of her lips twitched upward into a smile. and then her ears caught the sounds of a familiar voice that resembled speech. but she pushed the thoughts aside. my, how her mind liked to roam! then, as sawyer came down to sit beside her sister again, she just knew alex was going to comment. hah! she called it. sure enough, alex's kissers broke away from her own and he whispered his comment. leelyn burst into laughter but it was cut off as his lips returned to hers. her laughter simmering down to just a slight smile, her fingers running through alex's dark red hair. she broke away from his mouth for a moment and stared at him with wide brown eyes.
her lips were a bright cherry red from the blood rushing to her busy lips and her pupils were somewhat more dilated than before. she had this shock written on her face. she whined to him, teasing playfulness in her vocals. "hey now! you've been holding back on me! since when did you learn how. to. kiss? for the past few months...well, you've been makin' me do all the work!" she scoffed at him, her lower jaw droppin just a few more centimeters. then, she closed it and laughter bubbled up her throat. her hand reached up to gentle nudge his neck downward. if the neck is pushed in a direction, most likely the body is to follow. leelyn floated back down to her back and looked up at alex with dark amber eyes. "alex...why were you scared? ...and how long have you been keeping your love for me a secret? you gotta tell me these things."
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Post by Desert on Sept 1, 2009 22:54:18 GMT -5
Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I know it's hard on you, too. It's painful on both of us. I really didn't mean to give you hell about it. I was frustrated, not at you. But at me. Knowing that you'll be gone and I won't know if your safe. I try to understand, Roxxy. I really really do but, it's just hard. Honestly I do my best, I don't want you to hurt anymore. I don't want to hurt you like I just did. I want to protect you." Presenting! Sawyer's longest speech ever! He sounded like a total idiot but, he wanted her to forgive him. He could so easily tell that she was angry at him.
Let her be angry, she hurt you, too! the tiny voice in hs mind told him. He couldn't! She did hurt him, but not like he hurt her! He had to win her back, somehow. He ignored the little voice, feeling her tense up in his arms and try to push away.
If that's what she wanted. He took is arms back but kept his head near hers. Not yet ready to move so far away. He would lay dormant here for as long as it took.
Alex's smile became even more wide. He finally got this moment with her. A huge weight was lifted off his soulders. Knowing that she loved him, too. They just kissed and kissed and kissed and kissed. Oh what a wonderful feeling!
Alexander paused at her question. A good question! He hesitated. "Well, I learned to kiss a while ago. I just had to remember how." he paused again. Thinking he sounded stupid. "And of course I let you do all the work. If I would've tried anything. It would've been...weird." he hesitated his hand still cupped around her cheek. The other wandering her arms and neck.
Hefelt his neck go down and his body soon after. He looked down at her and smiled. The look in her eyes and the fullness of her lips. So appealing to him. That smile vanished at her next question. Another good question. He hesitated "I've been holding it from you for...a while. I know I should've told you earlier but, I've nver been in a relationship before. Not ever. I wasn't sure..how to just say it. I'm sorry, Leelyn. I should've told you way sooner." there was the shyness again.
Alex was just...Alex. He was shy no matter what he said. Always falling back into himself. Leelyn helping his come out of his shell, but not by much. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Alex
Word Count ~' Word count
Muse ~' =]
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Notes ~' Blah! This is really fun! I'm having fun! Are you having fun? I am ^^
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