Embracing The Past {Dems, Lainee, & Zander!}

[becca abigail faythe]

I D O N T W A N T T O T A L K A B O U T

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Becca had decided to come to the park that evening with Demetri. It got to be too much, the idea of sleeping over at his house with his mother angry enough and sitting around at her own house. So the two had decided Demetri would spend another night over at her house and they'd go hang out at the park. The evening was a bit chilly and Becca had finally gotten home and changed. Now she was dressed in a simple pair of black skinny jeans and a black shirt that read 'Keep Calm & Kill Zombies' paired with her skull print low-top converse.

A blue ribbon with a skull charm was tied up in her hair that was haphazardly piled on her head. And, as per usual. her makeup was done up in heavy black eyeshadow and a light lipstick. She opted for simple jewelry tonight; A handcuff necklace, skull cameo earrings, and her engagement ring. Since the night had a distinctive coldness to it she wore Demetri's Misfits hoodie unzipped to show off her shirt. She shivered against the cold, feeling unusually out of place without Demetri by her side. She zipped up the hoodie that hung like a rag on her and shivered again.

He had to go home and take a nap finally after Becca proved to be a terrible sleeping partner with her nightmares. He was reluctant to leave but claimed he really needed to sleep. Just as Becca was reluctant to let him leave but she finally fell into a deep sleep and was awakened by the tone for a text on her phone. It had turned out to be Demetri and she had texted him to say she was going to the park and for him to meet her there when he'd had his shower and some dinner. She hadn't slept long, still feeling sick at her stomach from having it pumped the previous night. Her parents, for some reason, had been notified for her OD and she got a ridiculous ammount of fawning over by her parents. Finally she convinced them to go their weekend church event, stating Bree and Demetri would be there for her.

Dusk was setting over the park as she walked aimlessly around. Fireflies were lighting up the nearly empty picnic tables and the playground. She spotted the new swings she'd heard had been installed and made her way over, settling herself gingerly into one and pushing herself back and forth with her feet still on the ground. She wasn't feeling up to any high-flying aeronautics tonight, a sad loneliness eating at the pit of her stomach. She played with her engagement ring as she swung, her soft sighs coming out in puffs of cold air. Hopefully Demetri would show up soon, she wasn't used to being out this late on her own. And god knows what creepers lurked around the playground after dark.

She got herself anxious and upset at the thought of being kidnapped. She was jumpy towards every small noise and movement. Perhaps it was because she was sitting on a swing, in a deserted playgound, after dark, with no one there to protect her. Of course she knew the basic moves to protect herself but if it came to a much larger person she could easily be overpowered due to her small stature. Plus if someone decided to bully or harrass her, Demetri wasn't there to run them off. She smiled at the mere thought of Demetri's name, looking down lovingly at the engagement ring on her finger. She knew he needed his time away, to unwind. After all he'd been at her beck and call for months now and both had been stressed out over the previous night's events. And the weeks leading up to it. So she consoled herself with the thought he'd be back for her soon enough. A soft smile appeared on her face and she put the earbuds from her iPod into her ears, blaring Marilyn Manson as she swung to and fro.

WORDS; 673
TAGGED; Demetri, Lainee, and Zander
OUTFIT; Here!
NOTES; Nonee
INSPIRATION; Uhm, your mom.
LYRICS; Embracing Past by Negative

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[lainee marie hall]

lainee had the day off from her twins, seeing as she had hired a babysitter to take care of them for the night. she was in the mood for a drink, and she needed it badly. it wasn't easy being her, raising two kids on her own, seeing has her boyfriend never really did anything to help out. he claimed to be 'working'. but really, lainee thought it was more than that. a light sigh escaped her mouth, as she stumbled across the path in the park. she had been just stumbling around after she walked out of the bar because well frankly it wasn't her scene. she had almost three drinks, prior to walking out of the bar. it wasn't like she was shitfaced. but, she felt nice.

lainee had one of those days where she would like to just rip out her hair right out of her scalp and not give a fly toot. the twins had been acting up all day, pulling at eachother, fighting with eachother over every toy that they owned, and welp throwing food at eachother. they constanly were fighting lately, just like her and thier father. usually, things were good in the household, but lately, not really. she had been through so much mentally in her life, and sometimes, she wished she could escape from it all. having kids at the age of sixteen wasn't something she would recommend anyone to do in thier life. she sighed, as she swayed a bit to the side. she looked to the park, deciding that swinging on the swings for a little bit would be quiet entertaining.

she had been here just yesterday with the girls, and she knew that the knew swings were perfect. she managed to move her legs in that way, and started to pace slowly to the directions of the swings. she looked ahead of herself, seeing that thier was a figure up at the swings. the closer she got, she seemed to regonize this little girl. it was becca, her long lost sister. she sighed, this was just great. lainee was drunk, not trashed, though, and she was meeting her sister. she stopped infront of her, and said" can i join you?" she thought for a minute how creepy that really must seem. she sighed, and said" i'm lainee, by the way. "

she looked to her and then sighed. without even letting her speak, she sat down on the swing that was close to becca but not that close. she wasn't going to tell her right away that she was her sister. she would let a convo strike up,and then say something, or ask if she knew that she was adopted. she'd love to be close to her little sister, like she always wanted. but, who really knew what would happen.

[demetri james rosswell]

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Demetri rolled over in his bed, slapping his arm across the empty spot next to him. He thought of Becca automatically, and wondered how she was doing right now. Demetri felt clingy, but after everything they had gone through he had good reason to make sure she OK when he felt it needed. After they had left the hospital they had hung out for a few hours, Becca didn’t want to go home, and Demetri didn’t want her to. So it went full circle, until he felt like he was going to crash, hard. Taking a nap with Becca wasn’t awful, but she had awful nightmares that kept Demetri up. He didn’t want to leave totally, but if they were going to do anything that night then he needed sleep.

Fully rested, Demetri has sent out a text and had gotten a reply not to long afterwards. He smiled, and stood up slowly, stretching and yawning. He felt his arms pop at the shoulders, and he liked it. Rolling his head along his shoulders. Demetri walked to the small things dresser drawers opposite his bed, and searched for a new T-shirt to wear. The one he had discarded to take a nap was lying on the floor not too far away, but it was dirty and Becca would give him hell if he wore it again. Demetri picked a random Tee, and donned a bandanna around his neck. He looked in the drawer below for a pair of pants, deciding going to the park an old par if boxers would be the smartest of ideas. After a quick search he found a pair of black baggy jeans with chaink links crossing in the front and back.

Demetri grabbed his phone and jogged out of his house, and walked towards the park. He could easily use a car, but it was even easier to walk and save gas money. The night was dark and cool, and Demetri was thankful for his black hoodie. Walking down the street in the middle of the night in a black hoodie, Demetri expected some old coot to call the cops on him. Demetri chuckled and drew the face of hoodie in closer, his chuckles leaving wisp of fog in the air. He walked towards the play area of the park, where he saw two lone figures on the swings, and he stepped even closer. Cautiously he walked closer, the first figure appeared to be Becca, but Demetri didn’t know the other one. He stepped closer, until he got right up to Becca. ”Hey” Demetri smiled, and stopped her swing long enough to give her a light kiss. Then he ran his fingers through his hair. Pb[ “ Its cold” [/b]

[zander kamden hall]

The day and the life of a real pothead was going to have to be represented by ‘Zander Hall’ aka Z to his friends and the small family he had but he was not that close to his mother but just his sisters and little brother were his life that’d he’d kill for. The fact he grew up in a shitty neighborhood in Jersey was the only real connection to his real roots that he could remember and that made him the “white thug” he is today but there was a lot of diversity in his family with all of their labels and such. Something told him today was the day to take his happy ass to the park to possibly sell some of his stash and score a babe’s number and possibly way more then that and he really just wanted to get the hell away from his roommate and his trashy ass crack head girlfriend ‘Paris’ what she called herself but that bitch was crawling with stds which was another red flag that kept him away from her. He went ahead and got dressed in a pair of baggy pants and a black t-shirt and a black windbreaker over it then tied his hair back into a ponytail before covering it up with his favorite black beanie and brushed his teeth before grabbing his phone and keys and hauled ass out of his small town home.

A walk was well needed for the young pothead and it was an easy way to get away with smoking a fat ass blunt in which he did down a long path in the woods that led straight into the back of the park while he started to think of his older sister and her two kids and how much he was missing his blood these days so he fished his phone out of one of his baggy pockets to send a text to her asking her where she was today and if he could meet her there since all of his friends were either still back home in Jersey or just decided to ignore his ass for the day. Poor Zander was really one of the only ones like himself in this town and it was started to piss him off royally, he thought there was way too many preppy ass people and stupid chicks that were not single or just did not get him either.”Whatever in the fuck..”he thought to himself as he passed a gay Disney looking preppy couple before rolling his eyes and shaking as his head.


Once Zander made it officially into the park he bought a corndog and fries from a fat greasy geezer and his food stand before he wondered back and got a pepsi since he forget then took a seat on a rickety old bench and started to chow down. After sitting on his ass for more then twenty minutes he heard his phone go off which made made his ass vibrate since it was in his back pocket, he pulled it to see it was a text from his sister Lainee telling him where she was and who she was with.”What the fuck?”he said out loud as he jumped up rather fast like and practically ran to the park area where he was going to find his older sister and apparently his older sis Becca,he had to see this for himself.

Zan searched the park area for a short period of time before he spotted Lainee on the swings with two different individuals,taking a guess that one of them was Becca but the dude was a mystery to him. He proceeded towards the small group with abit of caution as he stopped next to the blonde girl and put his hand on her shoulder.”Laines”he said softly as he eyed the goth looking kids but he was totally stoned right now so his nerves were rather low at the moment.

words ---657
tagged --- Becca,Lainee and Dems
outfit --- here!
template --- PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
notes --- blah blah

[becca abigail faythe]

I M N O T C R A Z Y

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Becca softly sang a 69 Eyes song under her breath, so quietly it was almost a whisper. She shivered again as the sun dipped below the horizon and painted the sky shades of blood, fire, and black. Night time had always been a bit of a scary time for her because that's when she was forced to think a lot, plus she'd nearly gotten kidnapped by some crazy woman when she was little after dark at a playground. Becca sighed again, her breath now a brighter puff of white. Her blue eyes scanned the dark as she swung, her feet making lazy circles in the dust.

Suddenly she noticed someone moving around in the dark and her hands gripped the chains of the swing until her knuckles turned white. She relaxed when she saw it was only a stumbling, half-drunk girl. She smiled politely at her and nodded at the swing when the girl asked if she could join her. Becca pulled one of the earbuds out in time to hear her introduce herself as Lainee. The name seemed vaguely familiar but Becca figured she must have heard it on TV.

"My name's B-Becca. Wh-what brings you to the park this late?" She stuttered out shyly, still not over her social awkwardness yet.

She heard another movement and her eyes lit up as she saw the tall, lean form of Demetri walking down into the park. A huge grin plastered itself on her lips as she resisted the urge to run and tackle him in a giant hug. Gosh she loved that boy so much. He moved closer to her, stopping the swing to kiss her lightly and she beamed even more. She grabbed his hand and laced her fingers through his, her hands visibly shaking out of nervousness. Becca bit her lip and decided she might as well introduce the new girl she'd met and her boyfriend.

"Ah, uh, Demetri this is Lainee. Lainee this is the reason I was out so late, heh, my fiance Demetri." The word fiance seemed to make her voice squeak, still not entirely used to it yet.

She started to relax as soon as she realized Demetri was there and wouldn't let anyone hurt her. She smiled pleasantly at Lainee and waited for Lainee to awnser to her question. She had this feeling she knew Lainee from somewhere but she couldn't put her finger on it. She slipped her ipod down into the pocket of her hoodie. She laughed at Demetri's last words, gesturing with her free hand to the hoodie she was wearing.

"Of course it's cold, silly. You gave me your hoodie at the hospital earlier, remember? I slapped Bree upside the head really hard for giving me that outfit. And she pointed and laughed at me when I came in, too. My baby sister has such a knack for torturing me, thank god I only have one sibling though." Becca's face creased in frustration when she talked about Bree, she knew she and her baby sister weren't nearly as close as they had been growing up.

Just when Becca had started to relax by telling herself it was just one girl who didn't seem to want to cause her any problems she heard more feet coming towards the swings. Geez, was there some sort of flash party she'd not been informed about? It seemed that everybody and their mama were coming out the playground after dark. Which, again, made her very nervous and anxious. She didn't like being around new people, more so if there happened to be more than one. A, what was it those movies called them, ah, white gangster kid came heading towards them. Well, more or less towards Lainee. Becca figured it must be her boyfriend though he seemed awfully young to be with Lainee who looked at least eighteen or nineteen.

He heard the boy speak and caught him looking at her. She narrowed her black-makeup'd eyes, trying to get him to leave her alone. Kids like that never got along with the so-called 'outcasts', thinking they were so much better. She'd gotten beaten up a handful of times by some of the white ghetto girls at her school, too. Her grip on Demetri's hand tightened as she eyed the new boy wearily. She struggled to keep her mouth shut when she saw his bloodshot eyes and realized he was stoned. Judas Priest! She did not need to be around drunk and stoned people. Especially with the way the boy was looking at her. She stood up, a little to quickly considering she'd just gotten out of the hospital and fell backwards into the dirt. Her bottom lip quivered as she tried to hide the embarrassment on her face, it was like the high school hallways all over again.

She jumped to her feet and walked over to Demetri, grabbing his shirt tightly in her fists and leaning against him like a frightened child. She laid her head against his stomach, her being so much shorter, and closed her eyes in an attempt to will away the looming anxiety attack she was about to have. But to no avail as her throat seemed to constrict and she felt a huge weight on her chest. Her shoulders shivered as she struggled to breath, the lightheaded feeling swirling around her and making her dizzy. Finally she managed to look up at Demetri with that panic-striken gaze she used to let him know. She slowly felt herself wobbling and sat down, pressing her back against a pole and sitcking her head onto her knees, focusing on her breathing. In one, two, three. Out one, two, three. She felt like any sounds were muffled as though she were underwater. Tears started in her eyes as she hyperventillated and sobbed. The pain in her chest felt like a thousand white hot knives and her head felt like it was going to explode. Her vision fuzzed in and out like static on a TV. Cause having a full blown anxiety attack was always the best way to make a first impression, right?

WORDS; 1034 (Not bad for three different people to reply to. xD)
TAGGED; Demetri, Lainee, and Zander
OUTFIT; Here!
NOTES; Yup, Becca makes an impression by having an anxiety attack infront of her birth family. xDD
INSPIRATION; Uhm, your mom.
LYRICS;Unwell by Matchbox 20

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