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Post by TALIN ERIC HUNTER on Apr 22, 2010 19:13:18 GMT
 I'm Lost and Lonely
Scared and Hiding
Blind without You[/b][/font] ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ It had been two years since Talin had seen her, two years since he had broken her heart and dated Isabella. He still couldn't forgive himself for doing that. Then the whole thing with her uncle's death and her blaming herself for it, it wasn't right, and though he tried to tell her she didn't do it, nothing would change her mind. He wasn't sure why she was so into Harry Potter, but it showed just how much after she began to be delusinal about it. When she told him about her uncle's sexual abuse, it killed him inside. She had slept with him, and he thought he was her first, as she was his, and to find out that it was her Uncle instead, Talin woudl have killed him himself it the bastard wasn't already dead. It had to have taken everything Jackie had to sleep with him, and Talin was touched by her strength. Then she was gone, and his world fell apart. He got really into the drug scene after Jackie left, and after a terrible overdose he found himself here in this hell hole.
He had taken to exploring the asylum grounds when he could, and had discovered the old warehouse just two days ago. Walking in he found a makeshift seating area, sitting on an old wooden food crate he pulled a joint out of his pocket, lighting it and taking a drag, letting the smoke out slowly he looked around. This place was shit, but it was away from the main areas and he could get away with this here with no repurcussions. His long hair fell across his eyes and he pushed it out of the way just to have it fall across his face again. He wouldn't cut it though, he loved it and he knew that the ladies did too. The weed wasn't his drug of choice, but it was all he could get at the time, and he was starting to have withdraws. Pulling out a bag of twizzlers from his pocket he opened it chewing on one, the red candy tasting like cherries in his mouth. Most people didn't eat until they were done with their smoke, but he didn't care and was hungry as hell. Finishing off the joint he tossed it to the ground watching the last embers go out. Damn that was good shit, normally he couldn't find much worth shit, it was usually that skunk weed nasty crap. This was nice, and he grinned, gnawing on the twizzler as he explored the old warehouse. Whoever started that fire had helped the asylum inmates more than they knew. There were discarded rubbers on the floor, bottles of alcohol littering everywhere, and tons of baggies just laying around. Chuckling to himself he couldn't help but wonder if there were any cute and willing girls around cause now he needed a good fuck. Stretching his muscular arms he pulled out another twizzler and was muching on it when he heard a crash from behind him.
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Post by JACQUELINE ELIZABETH McCORMICK on Apr 23, 2010 20:23:45 GMT
 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I, I’ll get by I, I’ll survive
[/COLOR][/FONT] WHEN THE WORLD’S CRASHING DOWN[/size][/color] WHEN I FALL AND HIT THE GROUND[/blockquote][/size][/font][/color][/right] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Though Jackie had been abandon by her parents, now she was a problem of the state and the tax payers for her being there in the first place. This was her home now, if she liked it or not, for Jackie was not capable of taking care of herself even at the age of eighteen. The teenager did not venture far from her sanctuary to scared of what things were out there and without her wand, she felt helpless. For some reason Jackie had been fascinated with Rowling’s series and how awesome it would be to live in a world of magic but with the abuse of her uncle and being threaten that he would kill her parents if she told, whenever the fifty year old man was on top, covering her mouth to hold back her screams she would imagine being at Hogwarts and that none of this was happening to her. The voices only confirmed her imaginary world bringing it to the present and becoming delusional. She wanted to tell Talin, try to make her uncle stop but she feared for her mom and dad, the two people she loved unconditionally and yet committed her and abandon her without another word.
Wand held tightly on her right hand with a life threatening grip, Jackie gambled at taking a risk to explore the grounds more like her therapist had suggested. For the past two days she had been good, taking her medication as indicated, but for some reason she refused to take them today leaving them in the hidden hole she had formed behind the stucco wall behind her bed. She had learned the trick from one of her roommates and it had become very affective. Brown eyes scanned her surroundings, stepping over broken bottles and cigarette butts, and other trash she did not recognize. Wrinkling her nose she pondered why she was doing there in the first place. “Death Eaters…” she mused thinking this would be a good place for them to hang out. Lifting her wand she looked all over ready with the perfect stunning spell that could easily roll off of her tongue with ease. “What was that” brows went inward as she frowned now really wishing she was back in the common room with all the other crazies that she could easily relate too but preferred to keep to herself. “Who…who’s there?” she asked with a frighten voice stepping back and tripping over a bottle, hitting a leaning tower of boxes that seemed they no longer liked being piled up on top of one another and fell consistently onto Jackie’s head.
Instantly, Jackie placed her hands over her head in a protective manner, feeling something sharp run across her left arm. “ow, ow, ow…” yelping, the point of the top box hitting her forehead leaving a small gash. “Smart one Jackie…professional klutz for the loss.” She frowned, shoving the boxes off of her, eyes widen at seeing the wound on her arm and the warm red liquid slowly running down her face. “Glad there is no vampires here.” Wiping her brow with her hand leaving the crimson blob on the back of her hand and still had no idea who had made all the noise before she disrupted them, there goes her eliminate of surprise. Deep sigh Jackie turned around and screamed turning pale white as if she saw a ghost. “what are you…no…you’re not here, you’re not real” she pulled on her hair being face to face with Talin. Heart sped up, hyperventilating and falling to her knees tugging on her hair. He left her for another, two years no contact and now he is standing right before her, it must be a dream.
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Post by TALIN ERIC HUNTER on Apr 29, 2010 4:14:54 GMT
I'm Lost and Lonely
Scared and Hiding
Blind without You [/b][/font] ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ The crash was some girl with boxes all over her. Typical that the only girl around would be a clutz. They made for not so wonderful lovers, that was until he saw who it was. The last time he saw Jackie had been the day they had taken her away, after her uncle's heart attack. Jax had lost it, thinking that she had killed him herself, with some magic or something. That was what she had told him. He had held her that night while she slept fitfully, after her run in at the circus with the clowns. THe poor girl had lost it after that and it had taken ever bit of strenght that Tals had not to just run. He was with Isa then, and though he enjoyed the sex, the love he had for Jackie just wasn't there for Isa.
Seeing her now was like seeing a ghost. It was unreal and the drugs were not imparing it like they should be. He thought it was just his mind messing with him, as he had no idea where they had sent Jax. His parents were snobs, never thinking that she was going to be good enough for him, even though he loved her. They liked her alot, but they didn't think she would do well in "society" not that Talin cared. He was tired of being the spoiled rotten rich boy that they all thought he was. Tals hated stereotypes, but he was one> Druggie rich boy, that was Talin. It sucked in many ways to be classified like that, but what else could he do?
" Jackie? Spidermonkey? NO effing way." he reached for her but she was pullign at her hair, always a warning sign. " I am real Jax...what are you doing here?" he ripped part of his shirt off and used it to wipe the blood off of her forehead where she had cut it. " Jackie..why are you in Stanfield, I thought you went back to Mexico or wherever." he frowned because her parents refused to tell him where she was as well. He had spent so much time looking for her, breaking up with Isa so his time could be spent lookign for Jackie, then the drugs came along and his life had gone to shit. He was always strung out, spending so much time fucked up on somethign that he even lost the will to live. The overdose had not been accidental...it had been intentional. Tals had tried to kill himself, because all hsi efforts to find his best friend, soul mate, and love of his life had been for nothing. She was his world, and had been taken from him.
Looking her over, she looked worse for the wear, yet as beautiful to him as ever. He had missed her so much that he wanted nothing more than to hold her right now, though he knew it would likely just scare her. " I've missed you Jax...where you been huh?" he looked into her dark eyes, seeing so much was trying to fight its way out of them. It was like staring into a deep pool, all you could do was stare, and get lost. He was lost in her eyes and knew no way to get out of them. He loved her still, he knew that deep down, yet he was afraid. He had hurt her so badly by dateing Isa, he knew taht, but he was young and stupid, and had no idea just how much Jackie had felt for him.
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