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 Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2016 5:34 pm
He never visited and outside of Life Meetings, hadn't been in her company at all. Jan had not been around his "family" when Melvin had been around and they were never welcomed to their apartment. There was a separation of the past and the present, and after their trip to Dubai, he had felt he knew why.
But Chantelle was another piece. Another something, and unlike Jan and Lawr, wasn't attached and therefor independent to do what she liked. He wondered if she knew or had a consciousness of what she was or had been. She was also a danger. He knew what he shouldn't know thanks to Jan, and if Chantelle knew what he knew, it could spell disaster for them.
So he decided he would tread as carefully as he could. Since she was technically young, he decided to come with some flowers from the greenhouse as spring was just as alive in there as other parts of the world. With that, he knocked on the door.
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2016 6:59 pm
Chantelle wasn't sure how she felt about meeting Melvin, knowing what she knew about everything. The man was nice enough but it was all very complicated and she had been trying for the most part to steer clear of most of the people around Lawrence in case it got her into trouble she didn't want to deal with.
Answering the door with a big smile, Chantelle demonstrated a room littered with twilight posters and royal paraphernalia which probably wasn't hers. She was dressed in a fancy black lace dress with an upside down cross hung around her neck. "Hiiii Melvin." she sung brightly. "Did you want to go somewhere to talk?" she fished in the bag under her arm which had a set of black angel wings on it and retrieved her dog-eared twilight novel. "We need to make sure the Volturi can't hear us."
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2016 7:39 pm
This had been Jan. It was hard to believe and he spent a good moment just looking at his features under the light of this new information. What he just considered family resemblance could now be tied to actual resemblance, but it felt so subtle that it still left him amazed this had been a man. Was it still? Or was it best to consider Chantelle as a IT. For the sake of not getting too confused, he let it stay as she and left his confusion for what she was saying.
"V..Vul..Vulture-y? Uh....sure, we can go for a walk or...or anywhere you might be comfortable. Oh, I brought these from the greenhouse." He offered he the flowers. "Really no women around to enjoy them so decided to bring some over."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 10:07 am
Chantelle took the flowers brightly. "What a gentleman!" she exclaimed making a show of inhaling deeply from them and beaming. "Thank you so much." She didn't know how she felt about Melvin's comment about there being no women around to enjoy the flowers, uncertain if he meant at home or if it was some comment about her not being a woman either.
She stood, holding the flowers to her chest. "Lets just go for a walk then."
He got a slightly critical look, her eyes a darker blue, closer to Mikael than Lawrence's very pale ice blue. "What were you hoping to ask?"
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 10:13 am
"Uh...well. I hate to put you in this kind of awkward position, but really anything you might want to share about Jan. He's a rather closed off person, and I think getting another perspective would be helpful. I also don't know you rather well either, and I'd like to. I guess being his boyfriend doesn't exactly make us family in any way, but I'd still like to get to know you.'
Eve if Jan had wanted him to avoid her, she was still a persona. Still a creation. Still something that could mean more. All pieces from the same brain he was trying to pick.
'So, how has your relationship with Jan been?"
He wanted to say Lawrence, but suddenly switching names for his boyfriend might come off as strange.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 10:27 am
"Jan?" she said idly. "Like, you mean the like, person he pretends to be called Jan or like, is that what he has you call him? I guess like figuring out what you are asking is the first step." she eyed the nails of her left hand, painted up with tiny bats. "If you mean that guy then like, I know the things he made up about that face and like, the things he did when he was pretending to be him. Pretty like, horrible things." She flicked her long dark hair out of her eyes.
"Ha ha, relationship." she said. "I'm like, not very good friends with any of him." and she counted off on her fingers. "Jan, Lawrence or the horrible one. He's a dangerous person and I think he'd want to kill me if he could. He wants to kill Mikael too if he can. He'd trade your life to be a year younger." she shrugged.
"I don't like him because I like Mikael and I like people being happy and having good lives like my vampire and romance novels."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 11:03 am
"Well, you're making this a little easier then. I've only met Jan until now. Lawrence is here now. We've only just met. I've never met the horrible one. I guess it doesn't have a name."
"I don't want anyone hurt. Not Mikael. Not you. I won't mention I was even here to keep whatever horrible person from knowing anything. I just want a bit more understanding on who I'm with."
"So, I suppose I want to know about whoever is the main and the horrible one. I've spent time with Jan. I'm just starting to meet Lawrence. I do need to know about who the horrilbe one is. I've never met it."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 11:18 am
She nodded and shrugged her shoulders. "It doesn't have a name because it is Lawrence too. He just likes to pretend they are separate, that who he is and who it is are somehow different. Makes it easy to like, blame someone else you know?" She stepped into the fresh air outside the cafeteria and took a deep breath of the air. "He's not crazy like that you know. Its not multiple personalities. I mean I'm a different personality now obviously. I'm me. I'm myself, I'm someone else." It seemed like she had found out from somewhere what Melvin knew. "But it's not like that for him. Don't ever let him convince you he doesn't know what he's doing or that he somehow wasn't concious or able to make choices when he was wearing his masks."
She fished out a water bottle with Robert Pattinson's face on it and took a swig before going on.
"Lawrence isn't a persona Melvin. That's him, all fake wanting to be a better person, wanting to improve wanting to learn while nestling that nightmare to his chest. He'll hug you close and then he'll feed you to his greed. You care about him, I know you do and I'm not like, one of those like, people telling you not to be with him. I'm not telling you anything other than what's inside his head because I like, I came from there? I guess. It's fuzzy. All I know is that he's horrible and I know he's horrible because I know what good looks like and feels like. Maybe I can't ever be good because I came from him but I see it sometimes."
She sighed at him. "Lawrence." she held up her left hand "and the other one" she held up her right hand. "Are one person, two hands belonging to one person. Don't ever forget that, the same person who can smile and snuggle and tell you he like loves you can like, cut you up and hide the pieces in the sea. Its not even romantic like Twilight, its just horrible and its all lies. So many lies Melvin. He's made of lies."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 11:30 am
Melvin stared ahead, tense and rigid as he walked alongside Chantelle. For someone whose well being relied on her no saying she was from Jan, she was really open with it. That or she was fishing to see if he knew what she was even talking about by just saying it out loud. Either way, he did not comment in fear for their lives.
"O...Okay." He managed as he watched her drink from a bottle with a anemic boy on it.
"Well, if you can make up a mask, up lies, you need to have some foundation. Some place of truth to build from, and I want to know that person. It can't all be horrible. It couldn't all be horrible from the very day he was born. Since I was with Jan, it was expressed that while he couldn't love, he wanted to. A desire to at least attempt. I think deep down, even he needs someone."
The day was nice, warmer now with spring and the skies clear. "If it all feels real to you, being happy and good, then I don't think it's fake. I think you are fine, Chantelle."
He smiled back down to the gothic-dressed teenager. "Are there triggers to the other one? Things I should avoid doing?"
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 11:47 am
The man really was wrapped around Lawrence's little finger she thought sadly as he immediately stated that he wanted to get to know the innermost self of a man who had used him relentlessly since he had met him grieving. It made her oddly nauseous to think about it, that Lawrence could probably do anything now and Melvin would try to contort himself to fit, asking himself how he could be better, how he could appreciate Lawrence more as a person and render all the liberties taken against him fair and just.
"You don't want to know that person Melvin. Or I mean like, maybe you do. I don't know you, I don't know what things you like or want. But the base person is who you have like, living with you? If he still is. That's the foundation. He was all messed up as a kid." And she pressed a fingertip to her temple. "In and out of hospital, in the special classes for a while, he was like, there was something wrong with him, he knew it, everyone else knew it. They thought they fixed it or he "grew out of it". He just learned how he was supposed to act without knowing why. That like, learning, that person he made himself to fit is Lawrence, but Lawrence good old little Lawrence like. Wants to hurt people, wants to own everything, wants to be perfect."
She reached up her hand to trace along the upside down cross about her neck. "All of him thinks he is literally a god. Did you like, know that Melvin? He thinks he's like Lucifer or something, destined to overthrow perfection and take its place. He's crazy." And it was why she'd set herself opposite him, determined that one day she and perhaps Mikael, the only other person she knew who knew how it felt to have been created by someone like him would one day stop him from attaining that throne of perfection he sought.
"As far as like, triggers? Anything. Literally anything he might consider like, offensive, humiliating. Maybe you'll just be annoying, maybe he won't have had enough sex. Anything at all. I'm glad you think I'm okay Melvin, but I'm not, I have all the things he thought running around like in my head. I like the vampire novels because in those like.. The monsters are more human than the people I KNOW."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 1:18 pm
"I don't want to get hurt. I do want to know who I'm dealing with ..or could be dealing with at any other time. I'm....." He gave a very heavy sigh. "..getting a little exhausted from the ups and downs." More then exhausted. It was harder to eat most days, harder to sleep, and he often felt run down these past few weeks. Between Jan leaving, to him running off into the woods, to then being someone else, he only felt like a twisted knot most days.
"He is still living with me. I don't want him wandering around with anyone else. He has already done enough of that." And he didn't want him being with anyone else who might not know who he was fully about. One night stands were one thing, but being a resident of someone else's apartment was not what he wanted. Even if he was Lawr, he still liked having him at home in a weird way.
"No. I didn't know about being a god. I just took it for high maintenance and a bit of dramatic. I didn't mind that." Aside from some shoulder pats and calming sounds, he could get over most of his moments.
He pressed his lips thin at the list of triggers, groaning at the line maybe he won't have had enough sex and glancing away. He hoped that wasn't a major trigger. He REALLY hoped it wasn't.
"Well, you have't killed anyone yet, so so far you're doing ok. I mean, do ...do you want to talk about it? I'm not any expert on sanity but I'm an open ear."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 1:39 pm
Chantelle didn't bother saying to Melvin that if he didn't want to get hurt he wouldn't be with Lawrence because frankly that advice wasn't really true either. She knew what it meant when someone left the man and how more often than not that was just the beginning of the problems. "I bet it is tiring." she said sympathetically. "You've been messed around a lot, you deserve a break."
As far as Lawrence still living with Melvin, she didn't pass judgement on that either. "But still, you shouldn't let guilt on behalf of other people be a reason to keep him around you know." she said. "You can't sacrifice yourself for the good of other people, you are worth more than that. If you keep him around." Which she didn't think he should. "It should be because you want to."
"And no, I haven't." she said, looking pretty scandalised at the implication. "I like, wouldn't hurt a fly! And it's fine like, there's not really much to talk about. I just get by, writing my stories and stuff like, helps a lot. And my books. Books are great. I'm hoping I'll meet my perfect vampire love one day."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 1:57 pm
He could say, that as a weird creation between Jan and stolen into some Frankenstein weirdness by Dr. H, Chantelle wasn't half bad. At least from what he could take from this talk.
"Its not just for other people. I want Lawrence around. I loved Jan. I just want to know if Lawrence still cares or wants to. That Jan wasn't all just a lie. That at least part of it was true or....or if it can be true. I don't think you can go that long even as a lie without taking something back from it. For some parts to be a truth. At least us being together and enjoying ourselves felt genuinely nice."
He wanted to be happy, but he wasn't sure with who with. "I just need to see if that is even possible now. And if anything, maybe being friends won't be half bad." Even if he would yearn a lot for the old days.
"I hope you find that someone for you too." Even if they weren't going to be able to do much with her, considering the whole freezing crotch thing. That would be rough for intimacy and he really didn't want to think of a golem, no matter how helpful, getting with anyone.
"What kind of stories do you write?"
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 2:20 pm
"Jan was just a lie Melvin, but I suppose it is also true that what Jan is was created by Lawrence to serve a purpose, in that way he wanted something you had. He was comfortable with you I imagine, stability is pleasant for him." she shook her head not wanting to give him the wrong idea, that he should stay or it likewas all right. "He lived with Maja for a long time, he never cheated on her, but it wasn't all nice. He can do it, but is that even what you want? Would you want to stay forever with someone who is always in some way just using you and when things are dangerous or you become like...outside what he wants..will just ditch you?" She looked a little tired as she gave him a look and in the weariness the resemblance to Lawr once again veered uncanny.
"I hope so too. It'd be nice to have someone who understands me." she smiled at him. "I write LOVE stories. About me and my handsome vampire. The head vampire is soooo mysterious, he goes by nothing but a letter! And my code name is raven, I'm mysterious too, it's really good an I'm almost at the point where I can like, write a KISS in there." she blushed. "Though I don't know if I'd write it properly at all! I should ask the Dr to explain it for me!"
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 2:58 pm
"NO!" Melvin said, staring at her with his hands out as if to stop an oncoming semi with just hand signals.
"Don't....don't tell me ..." Now HE was concerned for her, though maybe freezing the Dr. d**k would be a good thing. "I don't need that in my head, please. If you want to talk about men who use others, you should pay attention to the Dr. then." Now that was evil.
Despite resembling Jan in the right light, which was strange to see, the way she blushed and fluttered over something like a kiss was far from the man who would lean in the early hours of the night dripping words of what he wanted to do to him.
Now he really missed Jan.
"It sounds like a very good story, Raven." He added, wondering if reading a romance by Chantelle would say anything about Lawr. A start of her own story wanting to be with a handsome vampire, a undead creature.
Perfection. A god. Undead.
It'd be nice to have someone who understands me.
He looked at her for a moment before he smiled. "I don't know exactly what I want anymore, Chantelle. I think, like you, I want to help someone be understood and be understood in return. I'm just taking this as it comes. I once thought of forever with someone else, but.........things happen. I don't like making distant plans now."
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