|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:41 pm
 ℳ ɒ ɼ ɡ ɼ ϵ ʈ ❤ ℭ ɒ ɱ ϸ ь є ɭ ɭ є`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`•´
`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´Finally smiling since he approved of the books. She had been standing in that small little book store for a while before she came up with that. None of her friends or the people she was around really read books if anything they read fashion magazines or about the stock market. She clasped her hands together while he mentioned his schooling. "I can understand that it took me a bit to get the hang of English. I think since you have someone living with you that speaks the language you're trying to learn it will be much easier." She then cleared her throat releasing she had slipped up on being nice.
Seeing his bookshelf she could see the titles from where she was standing and smiled since he seemed to like the classics. Well at least we have a common ground when it comes to books. Seeing him grab a box she frowned slightly confused then her face became blank since she was surprised. Reaching out for it she opened it to see what it was. Lifting it from the box she titled it so the pendant would rotate so she could read it. She smirked since the quote seemed to fit the situation between them. Examining she had an idea that this wasn't cheap and it looked like it was personalized. Looking at him she knew he didn't have to buy anything for her but he did. "Thank you, I'll keep it," she closed the box while the tiny necklace dangled from her hand. She undid her coat and laid it on her purse so it wouldn't be in the way while she put the necklace on. It was smaller than her mothers so she could wear both if she wanted. Tilting her head she tried to do the clasp but she kept missing. Looking at Derek she pursed her lips for a moment then turned her back to him, "If you wouldn't mind." She let her ponytail fall over one shoulder so it left her neck bare for him to clasp the necklace close.  
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 4:33 pm
  ♥With my Fiance♣I'm scared and nervous♠Healthy Serenity completely tensed up when Damien hugged her. She wasn't used to being hugged by someone new. She would usually have to get used to them before they could even touch her. The same thing happened with cousins and new family members that were wedded into the family. Serenity shook her head, "No, no! You should not be sorry. I understand, I was an hour late. It is improper for a lady to be even a minute late. You have the right to be mad at me." She looked at Damien with slight amazement while he spoke Korean. He knew another language? Maybe he had good schooling while his father is a drug lord. His drugs did spread world wide... or at least to Europe. Serenity nodded and said, "Yes, sir. If it is alright with you, may I go outside and explore the yard? I promise I wont go out exploring past the grass given on the property. And I promise not to get lost." She tittered at her small joke. When she got an okay, she grabbed her bag and went upstairs to find another room that was not taken... She looked around and only found one bedroom... with one double bed... Serenity stood at the door frame having a shiver go down her spine as she went pale at the thought sharing a bed... with a boy.... someone that she barely knows.... She swallowed hard and crept into the room. "I-I-I-I... guess we can share... Nothing is wrong with that Serenity. Nothing at all... We are to be wedded after all," She talked to herself quietly trying to woman up. Be like her cousins; willing to open their legs to anyone.... No! No! No! Not like them! This can't be. She unpacked quickly and neatly so she could go outside. To get some air...
Serenity finished up and went downstairs, the thought of sharing a bed trying to sink in her mind. As long as Damien doesn't try anything... she should be okay... right? She took a breath of air as she walked outside and looked at the neighborhood. There wasn't much yard space and the neighborhood looked snobbish... something she didn't like. She watched a older blue blood couple leave their home and they looked at her as she looked at them. She gave a small smile and waved, trying to be polite. They looked at her outfit and glared at Serenity. They did not smile nor greet the girl to the neighborhood. Instead, they pulled their heads back, having their noses in the air and walked to their high priced car to go out. Serenity frowned and slowly closed her hand as she watched the car leave the street. So much for making friends... She crossed her arms and sighed to herself as she walked back to her own building. She looked at the house and around, seeing that there were no plants... Serenity walked around the back to see the backyard vacant. Not even a gazebo. It would be nice. She smiled a bit at her idea, spacing out into a fantasy land of her ideas for the back yard.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 2:39 am
  ☠ ✧ ⊱Damien Dearborne⊰✧ ☠
"If you wanna SCREAM 'Yeah!' let me know and I'll T A K E you there Get you going like 'Ohh Baby!'"
"If you want it done R I G H T hope you're READY to go all night!"
Damien condoned her going outside, not worried that she would run off. She seemed to be too afraid to try pulling off anything of the sort. Just then he heard a rapping at the back door. A client of his stood there waiting. The man was short and rather disheveled looking. His hands were shaky, and his eyes were bloodshot with dark circles around them. His skin looked like leather, and he had wrinkles lining his face making him look older than he was. Damien looked around then opened the door, not allowing he man inside. He gave Damien a wad of folded cash, and Damien returned the favor with a brown lunch bag, half full of one thing or another. The man thanked him then took off, trying his best not to draw any attention to himself.
Damien watched as Serenity walked around wondering what she thought. He missed the snooty neighbors, but they were jerks anyway, not fans of Damien's lifestyle or appearance. The Chinese food came and he paid for it upon opening the door. He tipped the man and set out the food, then once it was all ready, he called for Serenity to come back inside to join him for their first meal together. "Show me what you got on my LCD, let's get down to it, so you can get down on me. Cybering is so 1999. You've gotta be textually active if you wanna be mine!"  [[OCC: ]]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 3:09 am
  ☠ ✧ ⊱Ronnie DeLuca⊰✧ ☠
"This is the E N D of EVERYTHING That I've known..."
"I don't ever want to be A L O N E...alone!"
Ronnie listened to Alice as she spoke, and took note of her avoiding eye contact. His brow furrowed and he pursed his lips. "Uhmm, well I don't hear a real question here so I can't give a proper answer. Could you rephrase the request and give it to me once more love?" he said, nicely but sarcastically. He was trying to teach little miss Dorothy that she wasn't in Kansas anymore. She had to abide by the rules, and though he really wasn't the type to obey rules, hence his prison sentence, he had to make her follow them as best he could.
Sure being this way was fun, but he would have liked to actually talk to her, get to know her in a sense. She was too strung out, and he was too impatient. This was the way it would have to be until she came back down to earth, and until he could express himself seriously rather than sarcastically.  [[OCC: ]]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 6:01 am
 These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been .♥. Alice furrowed her eyebrows and glared at him. Here she was, trying to be nice, and he had to go a step further. Acting as if she would actually ask for his permission, absolutely absurd.
"You know what, never mind." She spat, her arms uncrossing to drop to her side. There was venom in her voice as she spoke, and she whirled around and stomped upstairs. She had never met someone so absolutely frustrating in her whole life. What was he expecting her to do? Act like his pup and obey every rule he set out for her.
Hell no.
Once Alice got upstairs in the room, she plopped on the bed, tapping her foot rapidly. She needed to release energy some way. She would use her guitar, but that was the one thing she had forgotten at her home in London. It was stupid really, she never forgot her guitar. Then there was dancing, but she couldn't dance in this small cramped house, and she wasn't going to go outside. There was her sketch book, but somehow, she just knew that wouldn't release all this built up frustration and energy. It was in her muscles, and bones, she needed to do something.
Alice finally looked up from her tapping foot and noticed all her stuff out of her suitcase. She stood up quickly, going to the closet and skimming through her clothes, then she went to the bathroom, seeing all her stuff there to. So she found a way to release energy, just take it all out on him.
Alice left the room, trotting downstairs and reappearing beside the couch. Her arms were crossed, and she glared at him.
"Who gave you permission to go through my stuff?" She spat, her eyes locking onto him. Maybe he would help her release some of her built up frustration, it was his fault she had it anyways.
"I didn't need help unpacking, besides, I wasn't even going to unpack seeing as I'm not going to be staying here."
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 11:26 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 11:44 am
☠ ✧ ⊱Ronnie DeLuca⊰✧ ☠
"This is the E N D of EVERYTHING That I've known..."
"I don't ever want to be A L O N E...alone!"
Instantly Ronnie's temper got the best of him. He stood up and yelled, centimeters from her face as he made his way up the steps to their bed and bathroom. "You know what princess FINE! I tried to do something nice for you and even that wasn't good enough. You are a stuck up, prude, lazy little b***h. Everything has always been handed to you and it sickens me. Have you ever worked even one damn day in your life or were you scared you'd break a nail?" Still yelling as he made his way to the bedroom, he opened the closet and tore all of her clothes out throwing them on the floor in a heap. Next he went to the dresser and did the same, following was the bathroom. Her makeup went flying along with anything and everything else she owned.
"There! Maybe now you'll appreciate it when someone does you a favor. You wanna play dirty? Fine. I don't give a flying ********. But you break even one of my rules and I will end your entire family. Socially, financially, you name it sister. Then, not only will I abandon the s**t out of you but your family will be so pissed that you took away everything they have, they won't ever speak to you again. Unsure as to why they speak to you in the first place, but that's beside the point. It's only been a few hours and already I am sick of you parading around here like the spoiled little t**t you are. Now clean up this mess while I get a tracker for you."
With that, Ronnie exited the bedroom, dialing the number on his cell phone. He ripped her dad a new one, then called security for their situation. He told them that she had intentions of leaving so within minutes they arrived and strapped a tracker to her ankle like they would someone on probation. They informed her that it would sound an alarm both from the tracker and in their facility if she attempted to remove it or stepped outside the boundaries of her yard. She had now lost the freedom of going anywhere until Ronnie lifted the ban. The security left, and Ronnie was pacing before her still furious.
"Pissed off yet your highness? Well I am in case you aren't. Someone should have beat some discipline into your head when you were growing up. Also, don't you ever ******** ask me if I have your permission for anything. That isn't the way this works. I could burn everything you own and there wouldn't be a single thing you could do about it. So knock off the dumb s**t. This is the final time I will warn you. Get your s**t picked up." Ronnie crossed his arms and leaned against the wal, seriously considering burning her things, and making her work to replace them with her own hard earned money.
Contemplating this idea, he didn't think it was half bad. There he waited uncaring of whatever it was she was going to say, as she didn't know him well enough to really hurt his feelings.  [[OCC: ]]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 12:01 pm
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been .♥. Alice stood there, unflinching as he yelled in her face. His temper, just as big as hers, if not bigger. It slightly impressed her, and actually put a little fear in her, yet she stood, her chin lifted, and her eyes glaring back at him.
So when he stomped up the the bedroom, him still yelling at her, she followed him, and leaned in the doorway as she watched him tear to pieces all she had brought. She stood frozen, partly out of shock, and partly she was too afraid to intervene. Her fists were clenched as tears came to her eyes, yet her mouth staid clenched. Yet, when he mentioned her 'family' that's when she was going to explode.
"Family?!" Alice burst out in a sick, sarcastic laugh. It went on, until he finally exited the room. Yet Alice just stared at her clothes, crumpled in a heap.
"What a family I have. My dad's a selfish b*****d, and my mom is six feet under." She muttered to herself, and shook her head with a sick smile on her face. Yet she stood frozen, staring at the mess. If he wanted to wreck her things, then fine. She knew she couldn't do anything about it, and for some sick, ungodly reason, she enjoyed watching him blow up. It was nice watching someone lose their cool, especially him. The one who had thought he had so much control, when he didn't even have control of himself.
When the security came in, she didn't even realize what was happening until they strapped the tracker on her ankle. Yet she still refused to move. When he came back in, all she did was pick up her sketch book under her ripped clothes, and clung it into her chest.
Her notes, journal entries, pictures, those were all piled in this large sketch book, and she be damned if she would let him burn it.
"See if I care. They're already ruined, all of it. Only because you lost control. At least I have control of my temper, you on the other hand.." That's when she turned around, keeping the sketch book close to her chest, and exited the room without another word. She didn't stop until she got outside, and to the back yard. She didn't even stop there, she only stopped when the tracker started beeping, so she had to back up a step, then the tracker stopped. So she sat down, her legs crossed, and hugged her sketchbook, tears in her eyes, yet out of her own stubbornness, she wouldn't let them fall.
All Alice did was sit there and stare out at the land laid before her, refusing to move, and keeping her mouth sealed shut.
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 12:22 pm
☠ ✧ ⊱Ronnie DeLuca⊰✧ ☠
"This is the E N D of EVERYTHING That I've known..."
"I don't ever want to be A L O N E...alone!"
Ronnie didn't care about anything, until she decided to walk outside, already disobeying a direct order. He crept up behind her and snagged her arms causing her to drop the sketch book. He locked her into a chicken wing hold with only one arm, something he learned in prison, and picked up the book with the other hand. He 'escourted' her back upstairs this way and shoved her into the room, shutting and locking her inside. The handle had been reversed and there were no windows upstairs, so there she was trapped until he decided to release her. He held the book in his hands and leaned on the door frame.
"Let's try this one more time. Clean up the mess. The longer you take, the longer you are stuck in there. The more you piss me off, the more pages get burned. Understand? I spent almost four years in prison baby. I am way more equipped for this than you think I am. Not to mention I can be one hell of a sadist if I want to be. Didn't daddy ever tell you what I was in for? I bet not. Let me know when you are finished. Time starts now." With that he interpreted the sound of ripping paper with his mouth, forcing her to believe something in or from her book was now destroyed. He trotted down the stairs and flopped on the couch, hating the extremes he had to go to. [[OCC: ]]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 12:42 pm
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been .♥. Alice gasped when she felt her arms being grabbed, and the sketch book dropped from her hands. Her feet kicked, and she let out a string of curses.
"You b*****d, let me go!" She spat, while being dragged back into the house, and up the stairs. Alice tried to snatch the book from his hand, but he was just too strong.
"Give it back! I don't care what you do with everything else, just don't touch it!" She yelled as he pushed her in the room. There were tears of frustration coming to her eyes. The sound of a lock clicking into place made her eyes widen, and she twisted the door knob.
"No! Don't touch it! Give it back!" She cried, banging on the door. This time tears did fall as she kept banging on it, finally sliding down the door in defeat. She sat there for a moment, her hands pressed up against her eyes, and she bit her lip to muffle the sound of crying.
Then after a few minutes, she finally stood up, looking at all the things strewn around the room.
"I'll make him pay. If he even....I-I..." Alice felt her cheeks warm in frustration as she wiped her eyes with her hands once again. So she picked up a piece of clothing, and threw it in the trash. The clothes that weren't ripped, she folded and put back into her suitcase. She did the same with her make up. The things that weren't ruined went back into her suitcase, and the stuff that was unusable went in the trash. Finally, when all her stuff was picked up, she sat down on the bed, and crossed her legs indian style.
Her eyes were slightly red from crying, yet her water proof make up did her justice. She was a bit shaky from not eating all day, and doing all that activity, and her skin was a bit paled.
Alice placed one hand on the side of her rib cage where that elegant scrawl of writing was placed, and the other hand rested on her knee. She felt absolutely drained from it all. It had been such a big change in one day, and it hadn't gone smoothly.
Her eyes rested to where the window was, watching the clouds pass by smoothly. She didn't know how long she stared out the window, hours at least, not even moving a muscle or saying a word.
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 12:46 pm
♥With my Fiance♣I'm scared and nervous♠Healthy Serenity kept fantasizing about the back yard. It looked so grim and sad. Vacant and lonely. It was settled! She was going to make a wonderful garden for herself in the back yard! A heaven; a new world, a place to escape reality since she cannot hide from nightmares during rest. It could work!... If her fiance lets her. Growing up wasn't easy with a bunch of land lords of a family. They were either busy with business or getting high off worldly new drugs. Things she was not into. So she either played outside, making her own little garden (till her cousins and their friends destroyed it), reading books and help with the cooking with the maids... when they would let her. Serenity heard the door open and close, open and close. Then her name was called. She called back, "I'm coming!" She turned to go to the house and looked back with a small smile. Her first smile since she has been to America.
Serenity walked back into the house and walked inside, gently closing the door behind her. She walked through the hallway and to the kitchen where she smelled Chinese food. Her first take out and it was her first meal with her future husband. The maids and butlers would completely s**t themselves if they had let the Hope family eat take out. She had her hands in her lap and looked at Damien, "Thank you for the meal. This is my first take out meal." She sat down after Damien did and held her hands in her lap still. It smelled good. Really good! When Damien helped himself, she helped herself. Serenity was basically fallowing Damiens lead. She stopped eating and remembered what the maids and butlers had told her.
"Mr. Dearborne's son will be your husband. You will be stripped of your title while in America. What you are used to here; we making the food, fixing the bed and cleaning the home will be your responsibilities now. You must act like a fiance and wife..."
It made her think and she cleared her throat, to make sure that there was no food remains stuck. She looked at Damien and said, "Mr. Damien. Are you a morning bird? I was thinking that since we are to bed husband and wife, that I must act like one, yes? That means I cook three meals a day. Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner. American wives tend to their husbands daily needs, right?" She paused and looked down, not sure to either be embarrassed that she didn't already know this information or just feels stupid ask such a silly question.Serenity hesitated before continuing, "Ummm... and if you are not having any plans for the backyard, is it alright with you if I start a garden back there?" Her head was lowered and she looked up and over at him with her light blue eyes, pulling her her lower and top lip like an old man with no teeth. Curiosity played in Serenity's eyes with a small bit of hope.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 6:42 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 6:54 pm
☠ ✧ ⊱Damien Dearborne⊰✧ ☠
"If you wanna SCREAM 'Yeah!' let me know and I'll T A K E you there Get you going like 'Ohh Baby!'"
"If you want it done R I G H T hope you're READY to go all night!"
Damien smiled when she joined him, paying no mind that she was copying his actions. He laughed a bit when she asked her first question. "Of course I wake up early darling, I have to be in the shop by seven. And I think that it's a great idea if you'd like to plant a garden. Spring has barely started so you have all summer to make it yours. I'll take you to Wal-Mart or somewhere after supper so you can get some seeds and whatnot. Also, women don't typically tend to a man's every beck and call, but you do whatever you see fit. Have you ever had a job before?"
He ate his food casually using the chopsticks provided, though he set out silverware just in case she needed them. The thought of a garden pleased him, and though the place was rather shoddy with rubbish everywhere he thought with a woman's touch it could look very nice. He had decided that since it was Sunday tomorrow he would wake up super early and mow the lawn, trim the hedges, and weed wack so she would have a large clean space to work in. If a simple garden could make her happy, then by all means... "Show me what you got on my LCD, let's get down to it, so you can get down on me. Cybering is so 1999. You've gotta be textually active if you wanna be mine!" [[OCC: ]]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 8:39 pm
♥With my Fiance♣I'm scared and nervous♠Healthy Serenity was a bit surprised when Damien laughed, but agreed that a Garden was a good idea. He was even willing to take her to the Wal-mart? Whatever that is... Maybe she over looked the whole situation? He doesn't seem like a bad guy. As far as she knows. It made her feel better about being here though. She lifted her head and faced him with a warm and kind smile, "Yes, sir. Thank you very much. I'll be sure to have breakfast waiting for you tomorrow morning. The maids and butler's taught me how to cook here and there. So, I'll try my best!" She paused and shook her head, "No, sir. Unless you count helping the maids with cooking and cleaning when they would let me... If you don't mind me asking, what is a Wall Mart?" Serenity looked and watched how Damien used his chopsticks. She looked at hers, holding each stick in a hand. She moved the other chopstick to join it's partner in her right hand and watched how he was picking up the food. Serenity looked at her food then tried to pick it up.
First time she managed to get it on but she lift and the food fell off. The second time, she managed to get the food on and lift it up to her, but then it fell apart. Okay! Third time's the charm! The third time she managed to quickly put it in her mouth. She smiled at her success at Damien with slight embarrassment. When they were finished, Serenity got up and cleaned up the table while humming a bit. She wrapped up the left over foods and started on dishes.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 9:32 pm
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been .♥. Alice didn't even turn her head when she heard the light tap on the door. She didn't look at what he sat down, nor did she even thank him. She just sat there, looking out the window, her mouth sealed shut. Taking her precious sketchbook, full of all her deepest thoughts and memories, to her, was unforgivable.
It was almost a protest of some sorts, leaving the food right where it sat, not even bothering to touch it. She ignored her pleading stomach, and kept her eyes out the window. Maybe she should do something. Take a shower, but she had hardly any clothes left.
So she just sat there, staring out the window for god knows how long. Her mind wandering in cycles, thinking about the same thing over and over again. Finally, she felt her eyes droop, but she refused to let them fall. Her hand was placed just above her tattoo, and her other hand was laid lazily at her side. Finally, she felt her head droop, and her body lightly fall on the bed. Her knees curled up to her chest, and she was lying on the bed sideways, with the blankets still under her, and the clothes she wore from yesterday still on. In the night, with her twisting, and turning, her tank top had managed to rise just below her breasts, revealing her tan skin, and the delicate scrawling of her tattoo on the side of her rib cage. Alice breathed out a long sigh, trapped in a dreamless, and heavy slumber.
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
