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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Jul 30, 2010 17:06:59 GMT -5
Alex POV
I was working on my homework when I heard my father came home. I knew he had had a bad day at work, the door had slammed and I heard loud cursing. I started shaking, when my father was angry, he tended to get violent. He threw open my bedroom door.
"Strip, you little whore." He demanded.
"Dad, please no." I begged.
"You dare to defy me!" He slapped me, hard. Then he started ripping off my clothes as tears started falling down my cheeks. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop what happened next.
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Post by mesmu on Jul 30, 2010 19:13:49 GMT -5
"Bakeru!!!" My mother's voice cuts through my slumber and I jump into kick start. In under one minute I'm up and dressed. Then stumble down the stairs of my Earth home to come face to face with my mother.
"Yeah mom?"
"Hurry up. You're gonna be late!" To basketball practice she means. And I just smile and peck her on the cheek. Grabbing my gym bag I throw open the door.
"I'll be back late today! Coach wants to make sure we're ready for the next game!" And I am running down the slightly darkened streets. Only to stop when I reach a special house, the one where one of the other members lives at... Alex I believe.
Something about the house is different, it often feels off when ever I pass by. As if a darker story hangs just behind those enclosed walls. But per usual I begin my trek again shortly after, maybe he'll be at practice tonight?
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Jul 30, 2010 19:52:15 GMT -5
When my father was finished, I was left covered with blood and other bodily fluids best left unmentioned. Why, why does this always happen to me?! What did I do that was so wrong to deserve this?! Suddenly, I remembered that I had practice tonight! Shit, I can't miss another one! i jumped up and, ignoring the pain, ran to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Once I was done, I grabbed my bag and left for the school.
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Post by mesmu on Jul 30, 2010 20:04:50 GMT -5
I enter the gym, changed and wide awake. Quickly scanning the group of guys I note that Alex isn't here again. So I just sigh and go over to a red head who slaps a high five with me.
He gives me a guess what look and I shrug, "What?"
"I've found my mate." Those words stop my heart cold, if Jess can find a mate, then I have one somewhere to.
I just shove at him playfully and laugh, "real funny man. You had me going for a minute."
"No really his name is-"
The coach blows his whistle and begins to bark orders at us. The typical, lay ups, dribbling, and shooting for warm ups...
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Jul 30, 2010 20:20:41 GMT -5
As I limped into the gym, I noticed that the rest of the team was already there. Coach Martin, a large portly man with short hair and an even shorter temper noticed me as I entered.
"Alex! Where the hell have you been? You've missed every night practice this month!"
"S-sorry coach, I've had this major English project due and I've been stressing out about it."
"See it doesn't happen again."
"Yes sir." My best friend, James Warchocki, leaned over as the coach explained the plays we were to practice for tomorrow's game.
"Dude, what happened to your eye? Was it your dad again?" He whispered in my ear.
"Yeah,"
"Alex, this is getting serious. You have to tell the police."
"And let them ship me off to live with my uncle in Washington state. No way."
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Post by mesmu on Jul 30, 2010 20:27:27 GMT -5
My ears perk and I tune out the coach, "-your dad again?" A voice I don't care for.
"Yeah." - Alex, the male my mother swears she'll kill if I hold his hand.
"Alex, this is getting serious. You have to tell the police." - Random voice again.
"And let them ship me off-"
"Okay lets get to work boys!" Martin says and I growl under my breath, Just had to choose now to say that, didn't you? I've never liked the coach, neither has my mother. But either way I turn to Jess.
"Explain..."
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Jul 30, 2010 20:38:32 GMT -5
I noticed a kid looking at me, as if he had been listening. I hoped he wasn't, it could lead to trouble if he was. I busied myself with practice, trying to take my mind off the pain in my ass. Once practice was done, I stripped and hopped into the showers. I hoped that I could finish up before anyone noticed my scars. I was covered with them, but the majority of the scars were located on my back. Then, I heard a gasp. Shit!
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Post by mesmu on Jul 30, 2010 20:44:50 GMT -5
I can't believe what I am seeing as my eyes rake over Alex's body. What are those from. Letting out a sharp gasp with out knowing I did I quickly go to him, "What happened?"
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Jul 30, 2010 20:47:46 GMT -5
"N-nothing. I'm just clumsy." I knew he wouldn't buy it, but I had to try.
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Post by mesmu on Jul 30, 2010 21:00:22 GMT -5
"Clumsy?" I ponder and then growl lowly. "What really happened?" Then recalling words from earlier I stare darkly at the falling water.
"Was it your father?"
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Jul 30, 2010 21:05:28 GMT -5
"Y-yes..." Damn it. Now I'm going to be shipped off to Washington.
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Post by mesmu on Jul 30, 2010 21:11:44 GMT -5
"What kind of-" I stop and step away. "You let him... Alex? Do you want to come over tonight?" Really random and out of the blue, but it's the only thing I can think of. "My mom won't mind."
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Jul 30, 2010 21:19:55 GMT -5
"I'd better not, he might need some more sexual service tonight." Shit, did I just say that?
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Post by mesmu on Jul 30, 2010 21:32:15 GMT -5
My hand moves before I can stop it and I take his softly, "Fine... But I'll be near by if you need me." The feeling of our connected hands feels so right, but I know is so very much wrong, right? And I release his hand to run out, my bag left behind, still wet from the shower spray, but then again I hadn't planned on taking one anyways. So in my wet clothes I rush home...
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Jul 30, 2010 21:43:47 GMT -5
I watched Bakeru back as he fled. Of course he fled. after all, who would want a little whore like me. Then, i noticed that he left his bag behind. I'd better bring this to him. I dried off and set out to deliver his bag. When I found the house, I knocked on the door.
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