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Post by ``camelia brennan wallace ! on Jan 25, 2009 20:49:51 GMT -7
Exhaling, Brennan released several mesmerizing gypsies, dancing to the rhythm of the wind, hypnotically, before evaporating into a mere nothing.
It was a terrible habit she'd picked up whilst growing up in New York City, and while she'd quit a while back, she'd never truly given it up. It was her stress reliever, something she never needed, but believed helped under circumstances such as these.
Liflting the simple death stick back up to her unglossed lips, she inhaled, crossing her eyes long enough to watch the flame burn, leaving behind the remains of the burnt poison now spreading itself through her lungs, and after holding her breath for a few seconds, she released more dancing gypsies into the atmosphere.
The beach was quiet today. it was a Sunday afternoon and it was a bit chilly, it was days like these in which Brennan would run to hide out in the cove on the more empty part of the beach. Only her closest friends would find her here, and she was next to positive that she was safe to go about her filthy habit as she pleased, her friends, and beloved Aiden, were busy today.
She inhaled once more, trying to release the horrid thoughts that had been haunting her for the past few days from her mind.
Camelia Brennan Wallace had been proud to call Mr. Aiden Christopher Presley her true love, and boyfriend for a little over a year now, and while everything seemed to have been going perfectly, there were a few headliners on magazines that had her mind grinding more than she would have liked it to. She was beginning to analyze the situation, and let it go as nonsense at the same time, and it was tearing her apart.
Taking the last drag of her cigarette rather quickly, she dropped it to her feet, putting it out with her boot before burying it in the sand. Her smoking habit was not something she openly admitted to her friends, or even Aiden, and she wouldn't be caught today.
"Bare Finger Blues"
Aiden Presley and Brennan Wallace have been dating for over a year, will they ever tie the knot?
"Friends or Lovers?"
We've seen them kiss, but are they just friends with benefits, or truly star gazed lovers? Where's the ring?
"Womanizer"
We all know they're the cutest couple in Hollywood, but he's been seen with several other females around tinsel town. Is this the end for Brennan and Aiden?
Topics of their relationship were beginning to spread rapidly around Hollywood. Brennan had never been aware that weddings had a time limit, and with the latest late night talk show topics and titles in magazines, she'd begun to fear the worst, Aiden was falling for some one else. It was the only explanation to not having a ring yet, right?
Brennan closed her eyes, letting a single tear fall before shaking it off. She was being ridiculous. It wasn't as if he were seen with any one other than friends, and he loved her, that had never changed. So why were these titles and topics bothering her so much?
Taking a deep breath, she attempted to clear her mind, and when she let go of her upset emotions, and the anger building up inside of her, she'd found it was rather cold outside.
She shivered, desperate to call Aiden, to figure this whole thing out. She needed to hear him say that it was all rubbish. That they were in love with each other, and meant for each other, and that would never change. Her heart race sped up, and she continued shivering, looking out to the ocean who;s waves played a gentle melody.
The seagulls in the sky added a harmony to an unfolding song, a breathtaking one played by nature that most every one missed in their hurried states now and days.
She closed her eyes again, listening to the waves, seagulls, the wind..they were all so harmonious with each other, and it brought peace to her troubled mind, relaxed her racing heart, and while she thought she was alone, she began to dance, an activity she krpt secret from the world.
Brennan was known for her sheer clumsiness. In fact, she was quite uncoordinated, but if you gave her a pair of dancing shoes, it was like watching a feather fall swiftly to the ground from the heavens, freshly fallen from an angel's wing.
Her nose was red, and her cheeks matched, but in perfect harmony and rhythm with the earth, she continued dancing, her mind clearing from all worries. She became completely mellowed, letting herself forget about the world around her while her love for Aiden, and her love for her surroundings took control.
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Post by ``lovelin torres on Jan 27, 2009 12:39:13 GMT -7
  -- -- -- -- -- [/b][/color] The beach had always been one of her favorite places. As a child, she came here religiously. The only times she wasn’t seen here, was because she was sick. That changed around a year ago. Of course, it changed for a good reason. Her year-old son, Seth is the only reason for her changes. She doesn’t regret them, though. She’d do anything for that little boy. He’s the center of her world, and she’d never change that. She couldn’t believe that he was already a year old. It’s like it was just yesterday that she was giving birth to him. She didn’t want to relive the pain, but she’d go back in time to that day, just to experience holding him for the first time. She didn’t know what it was about Seth, but she’d fallen head over heels with him when she found out she was pregnant. She didn’t plan him. In fact, he wouldn’t be here if she hadn’t gotten raped. The first time.
Rape isn’t something anyone should be proud of, especially the victim. But, there’s a little part of Lovelin that’s grateful for it happening to her, otherwise Seth wouldn’t be here right now. If he weren’t in her life, she’d probably be on a completely different path and she didn’t know exactly what path that would be. She’s happy with where she’s at right now, despite all the drama that’s happened to her. She’s gone through a lot in her twenty-two years of being on Earth. She had to relive her rape a couple months ago. That’s something that completely destroyed her. She’s not different in the way she appears to be or anything like that, but she’s adopted a new sense of mind. Never again will she go to a party and agree to talk to someone. She should have been smarter than that.
The first time didn’t happen like the second time. The first time was in her own room. She still doesn’t know who it was or how they even got it, but she remembers everything that happened very vividly. She remembers just laying there because she was in shock. She didn’t even do anything. Technically, it wasn’t actually rape, because she never said ‘stop’ or ‘no’ or anything of the sort. She was just still and quiet from the shock that hit her. The second time around was completely different. She doesn’t remember who the guy is, and she doesn’t even remember what he looks like. She does remember what happened, though. She was thrashing around, yelling, screaming, crying, and sobbing. She was trying to push him off of her, but it wasn’t any use. She’s not as strong as he was.
Sighing, Lovelin put Seth down on the sand, holding his hand. He just learned to walk last week and it was the most magical moment Lovelin had ever experienced, except for the first time he said ‘Mama’. The smallest things mean the world to her, especially coming from Seth. Now, she had to think of another baby. The baby that isn’t her boyfriend’s. She feels horrible about it. Sure, they’re not completely ready for a baby of their own, but she’d rather be having a baby with him than some guy she doesn’t know. Of course, not everything goes as planned. If they did, she wouldn’t have any kids yet. She wanted to get married before she had kids. She’s not one of those ‘wait until marriage for sexual intercourse’ but she did like the rule about kids should be at least eighteen.
People have tried to pin Seth against her, saying that she didn’t wait until she was eighteen. The truth was, if she hadn’t been raped, she might have still been a virgin. Sure, she’d had sexual encounters with her boyfriend, but she believes that she wouldn’t have any encounters if she hadn’t been sexually abused the first time. Even if she were to be sexually active before her first rape, she was still an adult, and shouldn’t be told that she’s not any better. In her world, she is better because she chose to wait. But, in reality, it’s just her opinion. No one’s opinion mattered anymore; everyone has their own. That’s the only part of growing up Lovelin liked; having her own opinion. When she was younger, she sided with her parents over everything, but now she realizes that she sided with them on things that she disagrees with.
Pushing those thoughts away from her head, she kept hold of Seth’s hand as he toddled back and forth in the sand. He seemed like it was new to him, but Lovelin had brought him here quite a few times. Of course, Seth is only a year old and probably doesn’t even remember what he had for breakfast this morning. He’s probably as forgetful as Lovelin herself. She’d gotten better at remembering, but she still has her days where she forgets certain things. Nothing important, though. Anything important goes in her cell phone and she always makes sure it’s charged so she doesn’t miss any alerts. Sitting down in the sand, she let go of Seth’s hand and kept her eye on him. Thankfully, he followed his mother and sat down as well, just a few feet in front of her.
words,, 883 notes,, probably my longest post in role playing history, lol music,, sneaker night by vanessa hudgens outfits,, lovelin, seth[/size] |
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