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Post by tessa on Jul 14, 2010 0:39:47 GMT -5
[/b] she began hoarsely, "what do you think?" even though she was young, Karla had faith in her. [/ul] [/blockquote] [/size]
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Post by brittaney on Jul 14, 2010 2:11:30 GMT -5
Sephira looked up to Karla, a bit worn from having to run while injured, "I think...I think...um...I dunno what to think." She said with a tired smile. The sound of the stream filled her ears, leading her to sit next to the flowing water.
"Guess we could get to know each other better. Not like we have much else to do right now. Both of us are too tired to run much further at the moment, so we can rest and talk. Besides, I did just kind of grab you and drag you off to my house." She giggled, knowing she must of seemed like a total freak for doing so. Any other person would have grabbed her and took the woman to a hospital instead of to their house.
(Sorry its not very long, can't think of much else to write at the moment. XD)
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Post by tessa on Jul 14, 2010 2:20:32 GMT -5
[/b] she began slowly, ignoring her instinct to keep running. It was a nervous reaction. She was sure those people knew where they were. She knew it. She didn't want to stay here, so soon after fleeing. But Sephira was right. They both needed rest, and Sephiras ribs would not thank her for doing too much fleeing. The woman ran her hand through her raven black hair, frayed and dirty again, her eyes wild still but tired and slow. She didn't know where to begin. How could she explain herself? She quickly though of a better, quicker solution. "You go first."It was a dick move, but Karla didn't care. Besides, she was a little interested in knowing more about her and what made her tick. What exactly was it that compelled the woman to take her to her house instead of the hospital, anyway? She wanted to know. "So...where did you grow up? Start from the beginning. We have all night, and theres not a snowballs chance in hell I'm sleeping out here with those freaks back there." she jerked a thumb towards where she thought they'd fled from as she comprised a story of her own to tell. [/blockquote] [/size] [/ul]
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Post by brittaney on Jul 14, 2010 2:31:28 GMT -5
"Not much to tell there," She started, leaning back using her arms to lean back towards the ground, "I was born and raised here in Shelpey. My mom passed away giving birth to me. My aunt tried to help my dad raise me since he's always been so busy working. I guess he worked so much to keep his mind off of mom. He never paid much attention to me, although I doubt he really hated me. When I was young, my aunt found out she had cancer. Unfortunately it was fast spreading and they started treatment too late. She only lasted a year. I pretty much had to deal with raising myself since my father was never around. I got a job around the time he was called off to the army. Been alone for the past two years..." She fought back the tears as she leaned forward again, hiding her face from Karla.
She never cried over it for a while because she never really had to think about it all. No one had ever asked her about herself before. All her co-workers were just co-workers. None of them really cared about her, none of them even cared to check up on her when she missed work due to being severely sick, although those days were rare to begin with. "Sorry, that was a bit more than nothing. Haha..." She tried to keep her voice from cracking, avoiding letting her sadness get control of her. She didn't want to seem weak to anyone, let alone her knew friend. Atleast she hoped they were friends now.
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Post by tessa on Jul 14, 2010 2:47:51 GMT -5
[/b] she said kindly, "Its your life." she turned and flashed a smile at her, hoping to comfort the girl. Not that what she was about to say was comforting. "I lived a normal life, far away from here," she gazed into the waters broodingly, "Big house, loving, god fearing family. I had good grades, lots of friends. I was always into sports, mostly martial arts and combat training. I was always a bit of a tomboy, you know?" she smiled as the memories flashed back. Happy and normal and...good. Her expression faded into darkness, "I was young, when I found out. I had suspiscions. I felt so...dirty. So wrong, and I knew my parents would kill me if they found out but... I'd fallen in love with another girl." she felt a flush come over her, and it was her turn to avoid eye contact. She wasn't embarrassed, she just wasn't sure how Sephira would feel being alone with, well, a half lesbian. "I was so...upset with myself. I tried so many times at my own life, I starved myself for a bit but, I mean, I love food." she added jokingly, though it wasn't that funny, "So I began cutting myself. It made me feel like I was paying for being so unnatural and sinful, but my parents found out, and sent me to an asylum. My nurse had a gay brother, and one day, when I was succeeding at killing myself, he talked me down from it, told me I was completely natural, and that I could love whoever I wanted, as long as it was love. You know?"she flashed the girl a sad, wise smile. It still wasn't that simple. "So months of therapy went by and I was ready to go home. But my mom and dad, they didn't want me. They wanted me to stay. They wanted them to fix me. Like I was broken. And I was so...distraught, I begged them, I promised I'd get fixed, but I was dead to them, and I was left to fend for myself. My nurse took me in, and I lived with his brother and his brothers life partner until I moved here, and joined the Thieves when I found out I could shift."She shifted nervously. "and... here I am."she wouldn't mention the subway. She needed all the reserved sanity she had left. [/blockquote] [/size] [/ul]
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Post by brittaney on Jul 14, 2010 2:57:11 GMT -5
She watched Karla closely, hanging on to every word that came from her mouth. She put her hand on Karla's shoulder as she finished telling her everything and then pulled her into a hug, "It doesn't matter to me what your love life is. I wouldn't try to change you because of something like that. Some people just have a thing for the same gender. It's normal. You're parents just had a hard time trying to see that. You're a strong woman, don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise. For you to want to continue living and fight to survive after all that happened to you is inspiring."
She let go of her and winced, grabbing her ribs gently. The pain hadn't died down at all. She had just been too preoccupied to notice any of it until now.She smiled back up at Karla, trying not to concern her with it. "Thanks for sharing your life with me and for listening to mine. Now we know a bit more about each other."
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Post by tessa on Jul 14, 2010 3:14:45 GMT -5
[/i] Karla thought doubtfully, the pleasantries of the womans hug fading away. She liked being hugged, as it hardly ever happened to her nowadays. She smiled wanly. "Thank you sweetie, really. If only everyone thought like that. Unfortunately, widening my horizons hasn't done much for my love life anyway. I'm as lonely as I'd have been if I were straight." she chuckled ironically. So many more fish in the sea and not a whiff of a nibble. Nothing. She was...unlovable. "and you, so young..." she cocked her head to the side in sympathetic examination. "well, you wont have to worry about being lonely for a very, very long time. I mean...I am looking for a roommate." she smiled sadly, not expecting her to take the offer. If only housing weren't so god damned expensive. Karla watched the woman carefully, a sternness coming over her again. "How is your side? Tell me honestly."she reached out clasped her hand on the girls shoulder, softly, trying to convey any kind of positive emotion. "How are you feeling?" she was worried about the girl, mostly, mentally. She didn't want her to freak out and try killing herself, not that Karla expected it but you never know. Maybe she needed a good cry. Lord knows Karla did. She rubbed the girls back softly studying her for any kind of change in her emotions... a lip quiver or a blink of the eyes. Karla herself almost choked on a few tears, but swallowed them down. it was good to be strong, now, after so long of being weak. This felt...right. [/blockquote][/size][/ul]
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Post by brittaney on Jul 14, 2010 3:26:19 GMT -5
Sephira chuckled at her words as she said she was looking for a room mate, "How ironic...I had just posted posters looking for a room mate about a week ago. It seems as if no one was looking to bunk with me though, I got no replies." Even chuckling was beginning to hurt. She gave Karla an akward smile as she asked her if she was really alright, "Yeah, just really tender still. All that adrenaline back there kept my mind off the pain, but now that I'm calm its setting in."
Truthfully, she already knew what had happened on the inside. She couldn't quite remember what all had happened still, but whatever happened she was hit with enough force to break her bottom rib. It was hanging by a small chunk of bone, but she could feel it rubbing against her lung. She was almost certain if she pushed herself too much she was going to snap it clean off.
She didn't want to worry Karla with it though, she could tell she had enough to worry about. And it was clear she was still frightened over why they were running. She could deal with this problem on her own. If it did get any worse, she would have Karla go on without her. There was nothing they could do about her injury anyway, seeing as how you can't really bandage a broken rib.
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Post by tessa on Jul 14, 2010 3:47:37 GMT -5
[/b] she added on pet names for some reason. Probably because she did like the kid. Her expression softened. "I'm not into the business of seeing people suffer. Least of all, you." and coming from Karla, that meant a lot. Why was she so affectionate to this woman? She wondered, but the thought was comforting. So...she could love, then, could she? she was...normal. She could care. Karla smiled reluctantly. She was healing. "I don't know if living together would be such a great idea... think we'd get into too much trouble?" she jibed playfully, her eyes bright for the first time with something other than fear or pain. "Though the company would be nice... my friend, she...I hurt her too much... being the way I was."No, Karla, a voice warned. She shook her head, focusing on the river. "I am sitting on the river bank," she muttered, trying to ground herself before another vision or flashback came on. It was a trick she'd read about, keeping her in the now. It's what she'd been fretfully blabbering about when she was in the subway. "The ground is soft; moist, and cool. The river is cool and crystal clear. It's lovely. I feel like I could drink it but its probably got some nasty micro-organisms in there..." she let her eyes wander, trying so hard to keep them open, "Theres a tree over there. A big mother fucker, covered in moss. Its cold and moist wit dew already. I'm sitting next to Sephira, wondering if she'll tell me if she'd hurting or not. I'm planning on getting her out of here alive, and in one piece."Feeling grounded, and blushing a deep scarlet, she smiled at Sephira, "But she's not making that very easy, is she?" she looked away painfully. "I'm supposed to describe things around me, to keep me from getting visions and flashbacks. Its supposed to keep me in the now, you know? I'm getting better..."[/blockquote][/size][/ul]
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Post by brittaney on Jul 14, 2010 4:00:17 GMT -5
She nodded in reply, "It is working. You're like a totally different person from when I first met you." She held her side, "I'm sorry. It's a bit worse than I first thought. But I don't want you to worry so much about me." She stood up and looked up at the night sky through the tree branches, "As for us living together, I don't mind it. You still have some things you may not wish to tell me about. And you may think you are going to cause me problems...but. I would rather live through hell with you rather than live through hell by myself."
She smiled honestly back down towards her, "Besides, we may have just met but I feel at home with you. You're like the cork to plug up the hole that was in my heart all these years. Call me weird if you must, but that's what I feel when you're around."
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