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Post by BRISTOL FELIX SANSONE on May 19, 2010 19:05:43 GMT
Here he was. His new abode. The place where Bristol was to stay until he was fixed. Fixed was there anything truely wrong with him? Yes he liked sex alot and yes he was a bit to young to be having it, but plenty of other teens did the same. Okay okay not many other teens had stress related ocd, but it wasn't a major problem. It could have been fixed by sending him to a regular doctor but no that jsut wouldn't do for Bristol's mother. She wouldn't have the shame of having people know her son had issues. He would bet his life on it his Mother had told people he was away at boarding school or something rather that at an Asylum getting help for his problems.
It had been his father that had dropped him off. Bristol got on with his father better than his mother but only just. They had thought it would cause less problems if he went with daddy dearest. Well less of a scene at the doors of the place. Either way it didn't matter Bristol had resigned himself to the fact he was being packed up and sent off. On arrival he had helped pull most of his things from the car and carry them to his dorm. He had unpacked while his dad had talked to the staff of the place about him. Then it was back downstairs to say goodbye. The goodbye had been ten minutes ago and Bristol was still standing in the foyer unsure of what the heck he was supposed to do next. Return to his room?, explore the place?. what? He had no clue what so ever. He stood there looking around him looking just a little bit more than lost as staff walked past ignoring him.
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Post by BAILEY REESE DANVERS on May 19, 2010 19:20:19 GMT
And this place and these people got to be more boring the more Bailz was around them. The plus side was that she wasn't the only one with problems here, more specifically her problem. She had been addicted to sex since long before she could even remember and she didn't think anyone or anything would stop her addiction. Or could stop it for that matter. She'd made a few friends, okay so most of them were fuck buddies but it wasn't like she really cared for anyone past being fuck buddies her entire life.
Except Bristol.
Her conscious was one thing Bailz wished she could get rid of. Especially when it came to him. It wasn't like she was ever going to see him again. And she wasn't even sure what they had together. Their relationship went on a lot longer than Bristol's mom knew of, a lot longer than Bailz was willing to admit to. Mostly because she had thought she was just using him, leading him on. Truth be told she had actually had real feelings for him, as real as they could get with Bailz anyways.
Entering the asylum, the girl was surprised at who she saw standing there. Her Bristol. Well, not really hers but still. He was here. Why was he here? Bailz wanted to go over to him but whenever she started to move, she froze up. Now it was only a matter of minutes before he saw her, before Bailz ran from the room.
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Post by BRISTOL FELIX SANSONE on May 19, 2010 21:25:31 GMT
Bristol looked around the empty foyer feeling just a little bit lonely. He hadn't felt like that in a long while. Okay he had felt that way as a kid and when Bailey had been sent away. He had filled that hole by sleeping around with who ever and going out with his friends. Here he had no-one, knew no-one. Or at least he didn't think he knew anyone here. Bristol had no idea this was the place Bailey had been sent and now where he to had been sent away to. If he had known he would have asked his parents what they were thinking. Didn't they remember what had happened? Of course they remembered, Bristol's Mother hadn't let him forget. Ranting and raving about how he had been far to young for that sort of thing. He had shouted back about how he had felt wanted for a change.
What he hadn't shouted was that he had feelings for Bailey. Confused, muddled feelings that he was unsure of how to voice or deal with. Feelings that most fourteen year olds would have been confused about to. There had been alot more to him and Bailey than his parents knew. Or at least Bristol thought there had been. Looking back around the enterance hall a figure caught his eye. No that couldn't be right? That couldn't be Bailey? Could it? It had been almost two years since he had seen her, but she couldn't have changed much. Walking towards the girl, he saw that it was her. "he... hello?" he said sounding a little bit confused and amazed at the same time.
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Post by BAILEY REESE DANVERS on May 19, 2010 23:01:01 GMT
It was obviously him. About the time she noticed him was the same time he noticed her. The look on his face told her all she needed to know. He knew it was her. As he started walking towards her, Bailz started to freak out. Her breathing went ragged and she just kinda stared at him. No, no, no. This wasn't happening to her. He wasn't suppose to end up here with her. Bailz seriously took a step back and thought about just running away but she couldn't do that. As much as she was surprised to see him, there was also that small part of her that was happy to see him. A little excited, even. Honestly, she wanted to reach her hand out to touch him. Lifting her hand, she took a few more steps towards him, within arms length, placing her hand on his cheek.
As she tried to speak, her voice wouldn't allow her to so she started taking in breaths. "Wh-what are you doing here?" Lowering my hand, she let it fall to her side. She stared at him, blinking a couple times to make sure her vision was right. "I think I need to sit down.." She looked around her but then she just sat down right in the floor. Pulling her knees up the her chest, she rested her forehead on her knees. She kept asking herself over and over again what she was going to do now. She couldn't deal with him being here. Slowly, Bailz lifted her head to look at him, searching his face and eyes for some kind of an answer until he voiced his answer himself.
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Post by BRISTOL FELIX SANSONE on May 19, 2010 23:26:47 GMT
It definetly was her. Bristol knew that it was Bailey or Bailz as everyone had known her, as soon as he got closer to her. She was a little bit taller but not much had changed. He himself had changed quite a bit. His voice was now deeper, his hair longer, he was also taller and more filled out that he had been two years ago. Of course things were going to change but both of them hadn't known just how much would in fact change. As he drew close enough to touch her, Bailey raised her hand up and touched his face. Bristol almost raised his own hand to take hers but didn't. He was feeling a bit strange, like this was a dream.
His eyes raked her face as she spoke. Moving away as she said she needed to sit and then she sat down on the floor. "Am here because i need fixed." he replied. Yes that was why he was here. His parents wanted him fixed. They wanted a good little boy that didn't sleep around and do compulsive things when stressed. Bristol looked at her sitting there on the floor and wondered if she was feeling every bit confused as he was. Glad as he was to see her he couldn't help but feel like this was going to end badly. Maybe he was being paranoid, maybe he wasn't. Bristol wasn't sure. Looking around them he sat down on the floor beside her. "To be more detailed, i have a sex addiction and when i get stressed i develop ocd like symptoms." he explained to her. "this is weird" he mumbled as an after thought.
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Post by BAILEY REESE DANVERS on May 19, 2010 23:47:48 GMT
So his bitch of a mother had sent him off too. No surprise there really. Bailz didn't think it would be long before his mom saw something wrong with him, too. Though she had been right with Bailz. Bailz had more problems then she knew what do with. The one thing Bailz remembered about Bristol was the fact that no matter how many of her problems surfaced around him, he always stayed calm. And he'd always had this way of being able to calm her down. Her panic attacks had been often back then because of his mother and all the phobia's she had. No matter what happened, Bristol was always there for her. She could always count on him.
As those thoughts came to mind, it made Bailz smile a little but it quickly faded, "I'm sorry, Bristol. At least your away from her now, though." That was the one and only thing Bailz had been thankful about when she was sent off. More than anything she hated leaving Bristol. That had been the hardest part for her. When she spoke again, she turned to look at him, "This is very weird.. I never expected to see you again." Sighing a little, my eyes stayed on him. He had grown up a lot, and was a lot cutter then what she had remembered him to be. "You've changed.." Trailing off, my eyes adverted back to my knees before they settled on him again.
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Post by BRISTOL FELIX SANSONE on May 20, 2010 20:17:30 GMT
"Yeah well at least am away from all the crazy people" he said with a grin. Yeah he knew how it sounded, stupid. Here he was in a place where everyone was supposed to be mad or have something wrong with the. Bristol had a feeling though that the people here would seem more normal to him than the people in the outside world. When talking about the crazy people he had meant his parents. They were the holy roller types and to have a son like him was an embarrassment. His Mother especially was into the whole save your soul crap. Even as a kid Bristol hadn't been all that into it. He had went to church and all that like she wanted but as soon as he turned into a teenager all that had changed. It had been fights almost everyday about him burning in hell and all that.
The way Bristol acted and dressed had also changed. He had went from preppy good boy in nice shirts and slacks to more of an emp/punk/indie kind of style. That was more to do with the arrival and the after math of Bailey being around. "I guess i thought the same to be honest. I mean i didn't think you would still be in a place like this for a start" he said, siting down beside her as he spoke. Screwing up his face just a small bit he said "I haven't changed to much, except maybe a few things had grew" he didn't say which though. Leaving the phrase open to intrepretation but sounding innnocent as he said it.
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Post by BAILEY REESE DANVERS on May 21, 2010 3:20:25 GMT
Bailz nodded her head when he said he didn't think she'd still be in a place like this. She just shrugged at first, "I've got more problems then most people here. I have phobias of just about everything. You remember.. only now they're a lot worse. I have panic attacks often and I have a sex addiction.." Sighing a little, Bailz looked around the room. There was another problem but Bailz didn't exactly wanna open up about it. Not many people knew about this problem, only the staff at stanfield and Bailz was hoping to keep it that way. Thought if her and Bri got close again it wouldn't be long before he himself knew about her other problem. Bailz was bulimic. Had been for about a year or so now.
When he made his last comment, Bailz couldn't help but chuckle just slightly. The innocence in his voice made her smirk and she adverted her eyes to him again, "A few things, hm?" Her eyes ran up and down his body as he sit next to her. The smirk remained on her face and she smiled a little, "Maybe I'll find out what things.." Taking in a few deep breaths, she stood to her feet again. "You coming?" She asked him as she stood over him, "I can show you around, if you'd like." There wasn't many places here that I didn't know about. Bailz had been a nosy person since before she could remember and it was hard to find places to have sex here without getting caught.
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Post by BRISTOL FELIX SANSONE on May 22, 2010 16:42:45 GMT
Bristol listened as Bailey explained to him why she was still in a place like this. He thought her phobias would have gotten better in the time since he had last seen her not worse. People were supposed to get better not worse in his mind. Bristol preferred to look on the bright side of things. He hated downers. It was safe to say if someone had a major illness and it was going to be a bleak outcome Bristol would be in complete denial telling himself it was all going to be fine. It was his way of coping but it wasn't exactly healthy. It was one of the ways he had coped when Bailey left but he had also soon found another way of coping.
"yeah like my hands and feet" came Bristol's reply to her comment about finding out what had gotten bigger about him. A cheeky grin was added at the end. He watched as she stood back up again, giving a few moments he stood and replied to her asking if he wanted her to show him around. "Yeah sure, i have no idea where anything is, wasn't paying attention when they showed us around. I have no clue how to get back to my room ." It was true Bristol would have gotten lost right at that moment if he tried to make his way back to his dorm room.
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