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Post by william on Sept 8, 2010 22:39:32 GMT -5
it got quiet, and the light from outside began to dim. the additional light from the hallway crept under the door. sighing, he felt the girl go limp in his arms, her breething deeper and longer. he listened quietly, watching the room become darkerand darker. about to shut his eyes, he heard the door open, the hallway light hitting the room. taka blinked, then saw wills shadow in the frame. whispering, taka answered to the unusual apperance of the male. [ yeah? ] tone light, and soft, seeing as all guys failed to whisper correctly. their vocal chords couldn't achieve the quiet noise. will hobbled into the room, taka headed a sigh come from his brother. [ taka, they branded me. ] will said it with a small tone of anger rising from his shadow. the lump in takas throat grew, and it became unbearble- he couldn't even swallow. [ those... ] taka couldn't even finish the sentence. air was occupying his lungs quicker now, trying to keep himself calmer. hopefully Reese wouldn't awaken and find the duo in kid conversation. Keeping his body still, tying to not disturb her, [ will, we'll talk about it tomorrow morning. I can't think properly right now. Please. ] William nodded. Sauntering out of the room, shutting the door behind him. shit. will being branded was terrible news. reaching up, taka fingered his own brand mark. the skin slightly levitated than the rest on his body. looking down to the girl, fingers brushed back her hair. after much thought process being driven around in his mind, he fell asleep- only to be woken by a sudden weigt change and vocals he couldn't comphrehend this early in the morning. ao he only chuckled, and wrapped his arms around the girl. then hearing breakfast, his stomach rumbled. perfect timing. picking her off of the bed, the male carriedher over his shoulder down the hallways and stairs and into the kitchen. could we say food food food galore? taking a plate that was stacked, he threw a variety of things on his plate. sitting down on the bar stool, he paused. waiting till everyone had food, he asked[ who would like to say grace? ] now, they weren't religious at all. Wasn't born and raise to to believe in anything. But what harm would it do to say a small thanks? Glancing around, if nobodyvolunteered then he would wing it. improv was his thing.
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Post by Ayrn on Sept 11, 2010 3:48:41 GMT -5
Breakfast was always said to be the most important meal of the day since it what was what a person counted on to fuel them for the rest of the day and what they did in the early morning hours usually dictated how a day would be the rest of the hours that were left. So to her making the breakfast this morning with their house keeper had been important since even though both of the males were grieving it would help them off to a better start. She was incredibly nervous to meet Taka's family when they arrived. She had not been able to sleep much longer then she normally did and found herself laying in bed with Taka with her eyes open and staring at the ceiling finally giving in and getting out of bed. It was not too much later then that now and the sun had barely rose but she was sure that there was alot to be accomplished today and her and Taka had ended up sitting around all afternoon of the day before and that was not healthy. Moping would not bring Nolan back so they needed to continue on with their normal routine as much as possible since it would be the only thing that would cause them to move on. He would never be forgotten the brothers were not that lucky and they would always have to live with th memory of his death and how unfair it was but getting back to a normal schedule, well there was nothing more important then that. There were many stages of grief, first came denial which most of them were going through when you still could not believe that the man was not coming back. It was strange to see him so healthy the night before and know that there was nothing that could bring him back. She was deep in thought when she was sitting at the end of the bed and waking Taka up. He took a moment to comprehend that she was there, it was getting to be something more natural though since it was not the first time that she had spent the night and she could feel herself starting to get used to having him around more. She almost yelped when he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder before heading back to the kitchen where she had just come from. The smell of breakfast was visible over all others when they walked into the kitchen. Dropping back down to her feet she grabbed a plate along with the others and walked to the table where the food was stacked. She piled enough for herself on the plate and when he asked if anyone would like to say grace she did not respond allowing him to take charge of that since she had never been the best though as it continued she bowed her head politely before it was finished and they all started to dig into the food. It did not take her long to be finished and she stood to gather the plates of the others that were finished. Placing them into the dishwasher. When Taka m stood she pulled him over to speak with him. I am just going to run a few errands and go to the grocery store. I will be back later? She told him. When no one was looking she stepped onto her tip toes to lightly kiss him on the lips and waving a small good bye to Will she headed back down the hallway. The cat was the main concern for the grocery trip. She knew that back at her house that she was almost out of kitty litter and cat food. The car was turned around the oval of the driveway and within a couple moments she was at the grocery store. No thought was given when she stepped out of the car as to who might be watching her. The few supplies were picked off the shelf and as she exitted the door she was bumped by a man walking very quickly in her direction. It was still early enough and on a weekday so no one was around and a palm was placed on her forearm. I just want a word with you. The gruff man stated and she was already panicking debating the amount of force that would be needed to get free of him. Wrenching her arm free the bags were dropped on the ground. Biting her lip she sprung from his grip only to run into the next mans chest. A yelp of surprise left her lips. She was pushed to the corner of the building that was concealed. Your the kid that was with the brothers and locked us in the stairwell! Of wow we caught ourselves a good one. One of them uttered. Another ran off to a small suv that was parked in the parking lot. Seeing another person walking out of the store she opened her mouth to yell for help but a hand was pressed over her mouth and she felt a blunt object hit her in the back of the head and that was the last memory before the jarring bumpy atmosphere brought her back into reality. Muffled words were no use against the tape pressed over her lips and she kicked and thrashed against the ropes that were tied around her arms and legs. How she could have been in such the wrong place at the wrong time seemed impossible to her. Her phone was not even in her pocket when she looked down so even if she managed to get a hand free it was not as though she could do anything. Her head throbbed and vision was foggy. Her eyes felt heavy and lids kept falling closed. She recognized the city though which was a good sign. Soon the car bumped to a stop and they pulled her out by her arms ignoring when she almost stumbled to her knees from the sudden movement. The splitting head ache was unbearable. A large abandoned warehouse was in front of them and she felt sick, she was being used as bait, she needed to escape, there was no doubt about it. But how would she get back? Being forced through the door she was taken to a large cell looking room and the large metal door slammed behind her. The coldness of the room starting to settle in and cause her to shiver, from fear mostly. The day was a lot darker then it had been when she left so she had no idea how long it had been since she left. She shifted to a sitting position on the floor moving her arms so that she was able to slip her lower body through the gap made by her hands and soon enough her arms were in front of her although it really did not help. How had she gotten herself so caught up in all of this? She wondered almost breaking into tears at just the thought. She wished that they had taken her a lot farther away since she could then have the time that she needed to plot an escape and the boys would not come. Soon she was sure one of them would realize that she was gone and they would see that her car would be the only one that was left in the parking lot, if they had not dealt with that already. Already her mind was turning with what she should do but there was no way to formulate a plan with the hit that her head had taken this morning.
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Post by william on Sept 14, 2010 20:05:44 GMT -5
seeing as none piped up to say grace, he instead, had said it. all the others bowed their heads, and he started. [ benedici signore noi e il cibo che stiamo per prendere, fà che non manchi mai a nessuno in nessuna parte del mondo, specialmente ai bambini. ] which was the italian phrase almost all normal families used before eating. his family used to say such words when times were tough. but less and less frequently as financial things began to change. genitori weren't around as often, and no longer did the brothers eat a lot together with changing in schedules and taka's job. eating, the meal was quite except for a few additional quite phrases. some from miya, which were in italian, and taka whispered the translations to reese secretly, seeing miya hated english, and tried to forbid it in the household- seeing as she didn't know what people were saying. taka didn't know how she would survive the stated, but here she was, living and living it. yet, she still complained everyday. when done, he placed the plate and utensils in the sink, turning on the faucet and rinsing them off before putting it in the dishwasher. closing it, looking up, seeing reese. she obviously wanted to talk, so he immediately moved over as she began to speak. his arms held around her waist loosely, cocking his head as he was curious to what she had to tell him. she told him that she had to run to the store, and he nodded. as much as he didn't want the girl to leave, he couldn't confine her to his household. besides, it would be best for the girl to get out of this place, and his family for an hour or more. he smirked, [ of course. you're not chained here, sai. ] he commented, chuckling. watching as the girl raised and kissed him. letting go from her, he started the dishwasher, weight leaned against the counter, broad palms firmly planting themselves on the marble as he absorbed it's coldness through the cloth. grabbing a glass from the cupboard, he pulled it to his side and filled it with water. open the fridge, grabbing a lemon, and squeezing it into the glass. glancing to the large multiple windows that covered an entire wall, as if they were just a large sliding glass door, and noticed how bright it was outside. perhaps he was still tired, and eyes were still sore from no-sleep. blinking, he glanced down to his water, hand slightly made circular motions as he watched the ice float around. biting his lower lip, trying to think of something to surpass the day. taka and will moved down into the basement,, playing a game of fuss ball, which taka had one, seeing as will lacked arm movement. then the duo sat on the sofa, and watched a football game, LSU against Penn State. taka wasn't going for any certain team, but will was content with LSU winning, however, they didn't. will was just not in a winning streak tonight. the boys joked around, watching t.v, bonding really. taka slightly felt bad for the kid, for he was now hired into the gang. he was apart of their enemies. forcefully, of course. will and taka never did discuss it in these several hours they were together, because they didn't want to have an awkward, negative moment. it did dwell in the back of the duos brains. taka stretched out onto the couch, hand clasping his phone, which held no reception because they were under ground floor in the basement. holding it above him, nothing. eyes looked over the time, and a weird gut-wrenching feeling filled him. reese was really late. perhaps she went home, and was sleeping, and won't return till morning? perhaps she got side-tracked, which happened. taka wouldn't force the lass into spending every moment with him. he would eventually hate it, too much time with one person really can kill a relationship. and small breaks apart were healthy, as wrong as that sounds. putting the phone down, head cocked to watch the large tv screen. with the channel changer passed around. the tv station never remained on one channel. after a while. taka just began to feel annoyed with the fact of no text or calls saying she couldn't make it. but, he felt as if this wasn't her fault. and it was somebody else. cracking his knuckles, trying to calm his nerves. he just had a weird feeling, a vibe that wouldn't leave him alone, no matter how hard he tried. biting his lower lip, he got up. hand gripping the railing as he moved up the carpeted stairs to the ground floor. looking at his phone, finding her number, dialing it. after two rings, it picked up to static and nothing except a few vocals. forehead wrinkled, walking forwards so better reception would be made. however, he just heard italian in the background. no. really? would the la stidda steep that low and get taka's girlfriend? the idiota and stonzis! they were cagne, and deserved to.. sighing when he heard will behind him. will cocked a brow when taka turned around, taka trying to keep his cool to not fluster the other brother, or get him involved. providing a fake smile, hoping that would be evidence for everything being fine. [ reese called. her car broke down, i'll have to go pick her u- ] [ chiudere. do you think i'm stupid or something? i'm coming. remember, i'm one of them. they can't harm me. ] will flashed a smile, lifting up his shirt to the branding that made taka shiver. [ fine. ] taka didn't want to argue.. and will had a point. will had an advantage, seeing as he was on the la stidda's team now. they wanted him, so they wouldn't harm him any more. or.. so taka hoped. the duo got in taka's car. taka knew where they would be. where else? miya was already gone, so they wouldn't have to worry about lying to the woman. driving farther downtown, parking, and paying. will hobbled from the smaller car, and taka helped him walk down an alley. will wasn't in any shape to be out and about like this. taka sighed, wondering where reese was, and what she was doing. watch them only have her phone that she dropped or placed somewhere that she had forgotten. but then, wouldn't she have still returned to the house? taka doubted reasons of why he was there, hoping reese was somewhere else than in the clutches of the gang. they neared the warehouse, and taka knew they had been spotted. members were on alert, their stances grew, and more came out onto the street. taka and will walked passed them, no eye contact was made. taka made sure his chin was raised, as if he were the better of any of the cagne there. entering, the place was different than what he had remembered. and.. bam. the guy whom he cut in his heel and slammed his head on the ground to knock him out was standing right there in front of him. taka's hand moved up and rubbed the back of his neck. no apologetic look on his features, nor would he say anything to admit to his sorry for abusing the man. taka felt will stay still, which was good. as much as taka didn't want to admit.. will would be good in a gang. a high rank could be eventually provided for the male. sighing, taka's eyes narrowed to marcello, who was the leader. taka remembered him from italy. tough man, older than taka, and was appointed in a high seat at home. taka assumed he was sent here to expand the gang's property, and was obviously now head leader. [ marcello. perche siamo qui? ] taka asked, wondering why they were there. marcello only chuckled, { because we have your girlfriend, no? } he asked in broken english. taka pursed his lips, [ certo.. and what do you want of us? ] taka asked, curious in why they lead the boys to save the girl. [ i'm a phone call away, no kidnapping was needed. ] taka snapped. marcello's smirk turned ugly. { we wanted you to understand we mean strict business. of course. } taka growled, but will softly held taka back from barking up the wrong tree. [ you have me, and the blood of my brother on your hands. what else do you want? ] will asked, taking over taka's position as speaker. taka didn't hold down his opinion though, and kept a strict expression on his features. marcello scratched his head, { we really only wanted will to come to the warehouse. obviously you found the mark, yes? ] marcello asked, walking over to the desk, grabbing the branding tool with the la stidda's symbol on it. holding it in front of him, the leader looked at the metal rod, then to will. { don't worry, it'll heal up nicely. we all own one. welcome. } marcello coo'ed nicely, and charmingly. taka watched as a few guys disappeared, obviously going to fetch what taka and will came here for. will sighed, [ and i'm happy, thrilled in fact, to accept. ] sarcastic tones dripped from the males wording, which made taka smirk and love his little brother a little more.
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Post by Ayrn on Sept 17, 2010 15:30:09 GMT -5
Once in the car she had awoken and fought to free her hands that were tied behind her back. Kicking and screaming would make no difference since both her hands and legs were tied and there was a piece of tape over her mouth that bit into her skin. So she refrained from fighting anymore since she had gained the attention of the rest of the people in the car and they were all a lot bigger then her and she was sure that if she put up anymore of a fuss that she would be knocked out again and her chances of staying alive would be reduced to nothing since she wanted to be able to see where they were headed so that she could possibly describe that to her rescuer. She doubted highly that she would be given the chance to call someone though since there were three pairs of eyes watching her every move. They looked big and stupid though, they were not known for their brains. Outsmarting them would be the only way for her to get free of this trap. She instantly looking to the window though she was careful not to turn her head and make the movement too obvious. Tension was apparent in her shoulders and made the rest of her body ached and she really did not want to know the way that she looked. Apparently she was being used as leverage which was strange since she had been almost positive that with the killing of Nolan that they would lay low for a little while because they knew the rage of the brothers would still be fresh. Though maybe that was what they were counting on, that it would piss Taka and Will off so much that they would not be thinking clearly when they arrived. Counting on the fact that they would be arriving. A place on her hip ached and felt as though it was burning she ignored it though and bit her lip. Before she could plan an escape she was being forced to her feet and out of the car, the men were like gorrillas and had not manners so when their hands touched her she cringed and moved as far away as possible. It was clear that this was the place that they kept the people that they needed for information since there was a makeshift cell created in the middle of one of the backrooms of the warehouse. By now the girl was fired up and she yanked her hands back from the man who lead her and moved to the corner of the cell keeping her eyes on them. Finding a ridge in the rocks on the back of the wall she rubbed her hands back and forth but their intentions of leaving her there were short lived as they grabbed her again, she had no idea how long she had been in their custody or what they had done to her but she did not want to think about that now. Every part of her body ached and she could only imagine what she looked like. When she was brought to the front she noticed Will and Taka and winced a little. Yanking her hands back from the guys as they released her. Get your hands off me. She growled. By now she was so fired up that when one of the guys rested a hand on her shoulder her fist caught him right below the eye and he looked stunned. The lead guy looked towards her. Such a firey little thing, is she worth the fight Taka. I never pictured you as the type to settle down. From the moment that she was allowed to go she moved over to the other side to stand beside Will. Soon they were just dismissed and allowed to leave, was this just to prove a point? She did not understand what had been accomplished besides them putting the fear into the two boys that they could control any aspect of their lives. She moved to Takas side a soft and gaurded expression plastered on features. I am sorry. She stated gently. She looked down to her wrists which were bloody and bruised from her fighting against the restraints and she was still dizzy from the two hits to the head that it had taken to knock her out. There were numerous other injuries but they were small and insignificant. Her entire body ached though. She stepped towards the car without another word heading right to the backseat not wanting to speak very much. She did not dare to pull up the end of her shirt to reveal what had happened to her hip that would make her feel this way. She felt quite nauseous but she was too stubborn to admit it. Curiousity won out though and she pulled up the end of her shirt to reveal a large area that was blistering and raw. It formed some sort of a symbol and eyes widen when she realized what it was. Please pull over. She managed before throwing the door open and stepping out onto the side of the road to give in to her needs and throw up in the ditch. The nauseousness won out. She knew that she could not show him this, she would have to hide it, he would be outraged. Head was placed in her hands as a silent group of tears rolled along her cheeks before she managed to take a deep breath and contain herself again. She could not even go to a doctor about this since they would look into the symbol and possibly track it down to Will and Taka. This mark was more then permanent. She squeezed her eyes shut as she settled back into the backseat not too sure of what to say anymore. She fought with the horrible amount of emotions that were whirling around her already hazy mind set. My car is in the mall parking lot. She told them. This appeared not to be too far of a drive but her mind was still swimming. Thanks for coming to get me. I think I am going to just go home and sleep... I feel like I have been run over by a dump truck. She knew that it would hurt much too much to even give the man a hug so she offered a smile before walking to the car. She miraculously still had her keys in the front pocket of her pants and pulled them out, barely able to walk straight to the car. She could not believe that it was still there and untouched. She hated that she did not even notice that she had been branded since she had been unconsious and started to wonder what else had happened to her and she hoped that that was all. As she got into the car the ignition started and she turned out onto the road barely coherent to manage but she just wanted to have some time to think now. When she reached home she locked the door behind her before pulling the shirt from her upper torso and wincing as the fabric was touching the burn mark on her hip. She looked in the mirror and took a deep breath, it would be almost impossible to hide from the male so what was she going to do now? Hands were shaking. She wanted badly to shower and wash all the memories from what had just happened. So she stripped down and stepped into the lukewarm water wincing and almost yelping when it touched the burn mark. She knew that this mark was just there to drive Taka nuts since she was not expected to be a part of the gang. She was of no use to them. As soon as she felt a little more clean she moved back to her bedroom walking slow to still the spinning in her head. She remembered that today was the day that his family was scheduled to meet with his family. I am sorry to ruin the meeting with your family. She then sent the text message before falling into a restless and horrible nightmare plagued sleep hating that she was alone since she had gotten so used to staying at Taka's house.
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Post by william on Oct 26, 2010 14:24:32 GMT -5
eying each and every character in the room, noting new people, and then the old ones that were once his friends. his famiglia. tilting his head, jaw line flexing with tension. the muscle in his temples twitching. to see everyone again was just painful, yet rewarding. rewarding in the sense that he saw where they were, and how low their lives still were. guilt in some case, seeing as he would have been there to help them. be with those who he once trusted and had faith in. yet, he preferred the outside world. the one most men here dreamed of, and about. sure they had small tastes of it, in their childhood and some being apart of the gang. sighing, he somewhat regretted leaving them all here, in this dump, alone. taka was so high up in the gang, he felt the need to stay, and re-join. but no. he already had the brand mark, and the many scars that graphed themselves over his skin because of his decision. thinking about that early morning the day the boys found out about his choice. the choice to leave. they called him a figa, and told him to join the trasgressori. he wasn't a trespasser. and refused to even believe it. but after the large beatings from his gang-family that afternoon, he started to believe he was an outcast in his head. the stern look on taka's features, the look that had everyone believing he hadn't changed from his former self. the feeling of sickness brewed up and into his system. fists were clamped, and marcello walked over to where he stood. eying him, yet he didn't hesitate anything to come from the higher-archy. marcello chuckled, placing a hand on taka's shoulder. he remembered how good of friends they were in italy. marcello was a few years older, and their relationship was far from just good friends. they were best friends, really. taka wasn't sure how this all happened, how all they could manage is a shoulder pat? they saw each other cry, but then again, that could have just never happened before. to marcello and taka, it was over. { still have that lovely tattoo on you? still apart of the famiglia? } taka only cocked his head from side to side, feeling the muscles in his neck stretch. marcello backed off, and hovered away. hearing some muffling, and struggle from down the hall, eyes looked up towards the source. reese appeared, battered up. she looked weak, but still managed to hit a new guy in the face. a small smirk filled his features. she came over to where will and taka stayed, except she stood next to will. he was curious to why she didn't come meet taka at his side, but he didn't question it. perhaps she was mad at him for bringing her into his life. he felt terrible, and the pain inside of his only droned on in hate and sorrow. hearing marcello talk about how he wasn't the one to settle down, he flashed his teeth. [ jealousy, my old friend? ] marcello eyed him, knowing what taka was trying to say that belong to marcello's past of his old girlfriend that he couldn't keep interested. taka threw his eyebrows up, as if approving marcello's thoughts. however, marcello just relaxed his tense muscles, { i'm not jealous. tuo fratello è morto. Perché dovrei essere geloso? } taka took a smooth step forwards, body weight leaning in to attack. will pushed his own body weight onto taka, making his brother stop the preliminary attack. sighing, he felt like marcello had enough, and wanted them to leave. reese met him at his side, and spoke her apology. carefully, he put his hands on her bloody wrists. looking at her, with an hardened expression, telling her to shut up and not apologize for his mistakes. a slight will for revenge pumped in his veins. walking with the trio, silently, to the car. will helped himself inside, taka wasn't exactly in the mood to help the cripple- as bad as that sounds. the ride was silent, until he was asked to pull over. throwing the girl a questioning face, he pulled over. putting the car in park, and turning it off, she lunged from the backseat and over onto the side of the road. eyes gazed out of the window, chin resting on his propped elbow. he didn't want this for her. closing his eyes tightly, why did he have to be so selfish? it wasn't just. and as much as he wanted to be the hero- he couldn't. hearing her sob for a moment outside tore the man from the inside out. shutting out the outside world, he was glad will didn't say anything to him. hearing the backdoor close behind the girl, he didn't even look back at her. he couldn't. he was too mad at himself, and he just wanted to fix everything. he wanted to rewind, perhaps rewind to the night before he decided to quit. before being shunned, and driven out to the wild. beaten, branded, and basically screwed. not everyone survive the punishment when they wanted to get out of the gang. once you sign up, you pretty much sign up for life. taka was lucky.. or was he? look where he was now. if he never wanted to get out, where would he be? in the gang and safe from hurting innocent people like reese. nodding when he was told her car was at the mall. driving there, it only took a second to find the car in the empty parking lot- obviously nobody felt like shopping today. blinking, hearing the small voice in the backseat talk about how she would just go home and rest, cause she felt like she was hit by a truck. oh, that just made taka feel so amazing. face fell into his open palm, and he really couldn't even respond. he didn't know what to say. once reese was gone, will punched him in the arm, however the punch probably hurt sore will than taka. { not even a bye, taka? } taka shot him a look that made the brother understand. { fammi unità. } taka got out of the car, and got into the passenger seat. letting will drive, taka stared out the window the entire drive back to the house. however, they wouldn't be alone for very long. family was arriving.the house was filled in less than an hour, and it took over twenty taxi's to get them, the food, and the luggage all here. yes, that sad. will put on a fake smile, but taka couldn't hide the pain. most thought he was sad for his brother's death, which was true, but also the fact that he shouldn't be around normal innocent people anymore. it was too much. his life was too dangerous to involve others. his day consisted of a lot of benvenuto's and grazie's coming from him as he greeted family and friends from his hometown. it really felt nice to see his family, and his heart yearned to go home with them. he missed his town, and the italian language and food. the people were loud and obnoxious(which he was reminded of once the first person stepped through the door). he received a lot of mi dispiace's, and questions about america and how skinny he looked. his cousins brought their cousins, who brought their family. this was why they had purchased such a large house. will and taka directed everyone to their bedrooms, filling the entire house up except for several rooms all the way on the forth story. will brought most of the kids down into the basement, keeping them entertained with american movies, while taka helped many with luggage. most commented on how much more clean cut he looked. this was true, because the last they knew of him was when he was in the gang, and looked rugged and rough-looking. however, he had a hoodie and jeans on, so they couldn't see much of his body. he'd only smile, and point to the general location of the kitchen which was booming. going upstairs and into his room, which looked oddly comforting. falling onto his bed, he grabbed his phone which was charging on the side table. reading several missed texts, then getting one from reese, apologizing for not meeting his family. he decided to not tell her that they would be here for a week, so she would have the chance to meet them. she probably wouldn't want to. even though those italian's were jet-lagged, they would be up till 7 in the morning, drinking, eating and being terrible loud. pursing his lips, he didn't know how to respond. [[ can we meet somewhere, later? ]] pressing send, he heard a knock at his door. he only knew one person who would dare trespass into his room. clearing his throat, [ entrare, mamma ] he quietly stated. she came in, the familiarity of her was odd to him. her voice was always the same over the phone, but in person.. it was just different. watching her come over, she sat somewhat far off from him. was she still scared of him? or what he could do? or what he had done? he felt terrible for making his mom believe he was a monster years ago. she didn't have to say anything. taka shifted his weight, shuffling himself over to her. placing an arm around her, she fell into his chest, and cried.
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Post by Ayrn on Oct 27, 2010 0:42:07 GMT -5
She hated that she felt so helpless as she stood within the grips of the man and she knew that she looked useless as well though there was nothing that she could do about it until she was rightfully handed over and she took her spot by Will, it was not that she moved there intentionally it was just an action that was not meant to mean anything. She then turned to be beside Taka as he walked out of the building and stepped into the car glad that this time she would be able to see out the windows to the area that she had been taken. The thoughts of what had happened that afternoon or rather what she knew happened were horrid and she felt defeated. So when she got out of the car to throw up she wanted to curl into a ball and just be left alone, though she knew to ask that of the males in the car would be impossible. When she stepped out of the car when they reached the parking lot of the mall she expected Taka to move in her direction though was a little suprised when he didnt and the only good byes were the ones that were spoken verbally as she moved towards her car and got in with no hesitation before turning the key and the engine purred to life. She drove home and she proceeded to check all the closets and places where one of the men from the gang might hide before collapsing onto her bed, though she was only able to remain there for a moment before she deemed that she needed a shower. To try to wash the feeling of grubby hands from her. She would be alright by tonight she promised herself that she would completely get over the ordeal by this evening and her life would be able to go back to normal all she needed was a little time and she knew that she would feel better after a little bit of a sleep. In fact she even started to feel better when she stepped into the hot shower that coursed over tight and sore muscles. The shampoo washed the grit from her hair and the few drops of blood from when she had been struck over the head to knock her out and as soon as she was clean she felt a lot better and crawled into bed to rest for the rest of the day. She had no idea how long she had been laying there before her phone beeped and she lifted it up to first look at the time then check the text message she had just been sent. Asking her if they would be able to meet up later. She typed a quick response. Sure, the cafe on the corner of the main street? 7 o clock? She typed back in, noticing that it was already 5 so she set forth to feeding the cat and assuring that she was waking up a little finding that her muscles were not nearly as sore and she did not feel as tired. When the time rolled around she dressed in a pair of dark wash jeans and a t-shirt with a hoody overtop before stepping out to lock the door and into her car that was on the driveway. The drive was not long though it was getting cold out so she did not think it was wise to walk. She managed to find a parking spot right at the front and locked the doors of the car when she got out before walking into the restaurant and finding a seat in a booth near the back.
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