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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2013 15:23:11 GMT -5
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There's no where to run when you run from yourself.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Connor hesitated at the offer to tag along. He supposed he should, needed contact information. But when they found out what he wa like..? He supposed e would hust do his best to keep his secrets secrets.. Except he didn't have a jacket to hide the razor marks on his arms.
"Yeah, s-sure.." He lifted his ratty backpack gently so as not to wake Jascaar, also knowing he had drugs and new glass needles in there as well. A change of clothes and a ratty blanket for the nights that the streets were more welcoming than his house.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jun 26, 2013 15:38:12 GMT -5
I hand the long haired cashier the box, handing him the money after, plus five bucks for the tax. I take my change back, dropping the coins into my pocket and putting the bills into my wallet. "Thanks." I say happily, taking the bag from him. "Taco Bell, here I come!" Riddle yells as we step outside and some people look over at us, some with disaproving glances, others curious. I pause to let Connor catch up, Gene and Riddle were obviously in a big hurry. Soon he catches up and I fall into step with him. "Sorry about them, they're very.. crude and loud, plus being cheapskates, but, whatever, y'know." I say to him under my breath, nudging him teasingly with my elbow. I honestly didn't care if they heard me, but, someone had to make sure Connor didn't, like, bolt off or something. That'd be just my luck, too- meet a good potential member only to have him run away screaming once he met the monsters that were Riddle and Gene.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2013 16:02:06 GMT -5
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There's no where to run when you run from yourself.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Taco bell? Connor mentally gagged. Hiding this one would be interesting. He supposed he could say he had already eaten...
Jeez he hated this.
He noticed Attyston had hung back to wait for him and at least for tat he was grateful. He kept up with him, obviously a little unsteady on his feet. "I-it's alright," He shrugged, could deal with it. But Connor couldn't help flinching away at the nudge, jaw tensing an brief fear flahing across his face. "Ah, s-sorry.." he mumbled upon realizing the fool he had just made of himself, working his bruised jaw and crossing thin arms over his chest, eyes fixed on his rtty sneakers as he walked beside the shorter male. |
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jun 26, 2013 17:08:33 GMT -5
I was glad that we'd finally gotten the much needed microphone, and that I'd met Connor. He seemed like a pretty cool dude, if a little bland. but, beside Riddle and Gene, anyone could look like a stick in the mud. "You'll get used to them eventually." I say, nodding with a small smile on my face. My green eyes notice how he looked slightly wobbly on his feet.
"Uhm, are you okay?" I ask, genuine concern in my voice. With how Londyn was, I could usually tell when something was up, even with a stranger. Plus, it was pretty obvious that Connor had something wrong with him. And, if he was to be in the band, didn't I have the right to know? Well, no, but I did care.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2013 17:18:31 GMT -5
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There's no where to run when you run from yourself.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Connor bit at his lip. "Y-yeah, 'm fine," He insisted, though the words didn't have much promise in them. He straightened up a bit to try and support the lie, when in all reality he was hitting a hard crash, craving a fix of meth, and dying altogether. He ha to bite his tongue to hold back a butter laugh. Oh if this guy only knew how far from sane his life was. But wasn't that the point? To keep that hidden...trying and make a friend, someone who didn't already know his story. Or at least the rumors that floated through school. Teenagers were sick creatures.
He studied his wrists blankly a moment, then sighed. "Believe me, I-I could scare y-y-you off by telling you what was," He funally muttered. May as well let the guy know there were things wring without telling him what. And while the shaking was from coming down and not eating, Connorhad been in a whole world of hurt all morning. Jonathan was abusive in all ways. Physically, Mentally..sexually. |
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jun 26, 2013 18:08:04 GMT -5
He was lying. That much I could tell right away, even though he did make the effort to stand up straighter. I shake my head mentally, if Connor didn't want to tell me, he didn't have to. Maybe he would eventually, but probably not. I'd tried to force stories out of Londyn before, and it never worked. I'd learned that silence and comfort worked better, though at times it did become frustrating. I decide to act as if I hadn't heard the last, muttered part of what he'd said. I let a soft sigh escape my lips, my left hand reaching up to run my hand over the back part of my black dyed hair, which was spiky, then over the longer front part, which swooped down in a fringe.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2013 18:15:34 GMT -5
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There's no where to run when you run from yourself.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Connor continued to walk with him in silence until he heard Jascaar mewl. He frowned. Carrying a kitten around in public wasn't exactly smiled upon. But the creature was blind, not old enough to be away from its mother, injured and had just recently opened his eyes. He hoped he would go bak to sleep and if not that they'd sit down soon so he could sneak a bottle feed in.
He glanced at Attyston, wondering if he'd heard or not.
His glance was curious, intrigued as he studied him, watching him run his hand through his hair but trying to do it without getting caught in the act. |
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jun 26, 2013 18:42:50 GMT -5
I glance around as I hear something resembling a mewl of a cat, but then put it off. We were passing a pet shop on the way to the food court, after all. I make myself to stop messing with my hair, it was something I did out of habit, anxiety, or nervousness. But, I had no reason to be nervous around Connor, right? I finally stuff my hands back into the pocket of my Like Moths To Flames hoodie, my green eyes looking down at my feet. I'm happy that Riddle and Gene practically ran ahead, I didn't want them making my companion even more.. on edge. I glance over at him out the corner of my eye. Surely now that he knew of my sexuality he wouldn't want anything to do with me, or think I was flirting with him all the time. Rid and Gene eventually got used to the whole idea, especially when I cussed them out about thinking I was into them. They were totally friend-zoned.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2013 18:49:57 GMT -5
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There's no where to run when you run from yourself.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Connor looked away sheepishly as he was caught staring, a blush keeping across his cheeks. "So, ah..what o-other things you enjoy doing..as-side from guitar a-a-and singing?" He figured he should break the awkward silence. Plus it offered a distraction from his own thoughts. He cleared his throat, srill embarrassed. He knew getting to know someone was hard for him. Connor used to be bubbly, talkative, fun. He hadn' been in a long time though. His father and the drugs had sucked the life out of him. He was spiraling in a pit of depression. |
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jun 26, 2013 18:57:14 GMT -5
I shrug my shoulder with a chuckle at his question. "Honestly I don't have much of a life away from the band. I suppose music is my life. I like food, though. And animals. Anything soft and fluffy." I reply, a smile on my face. I really wasn't much fun to be around. I think of the siutation of my sexuality, what gender I liked. Why not fucking say it out loud? I didn't give a fuck what anyone thought about me. "And boys. And girls." I add, staring straight ahead before what I said makes me laugh. "Wait. You said what I enjoy doing. What I just said makes me seem like a total perv, which I swear I'm not.. though I won't say no to fucks." I continue, laughing at myself. Another social blunder, good job, Attyston.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2013 1:35:57 GMT -5
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There's no where to run when you run from yourself.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Connor listened intently, and when Attyston realized what he had said and pointed it out, Connor found himself snickering. His shoulders relaxed. "It-it's okay, I like doing those things t-too," He teased with a wrinkle of his nose before realizing he was smiling for the first time in awhile without even forcing it. He bit his lip sheepishly. "But re-eally, you sound interesting enough."
He blinked as Jascaar began mewling again, far more desperately than before, and eyed the approaching food court before pulling his backpack from his bony shoulders and cradling it in his thin arms protectively. |
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jun 27, 2013 11:01:56 GMT -5
I was glad that he was coming out of his shell a bit, even if it was at my expense. But, it didn't bother me. Between Riddle and Gene I could handle anything someone dished out, pretty much. Unless they messed with Londyn. Then they had another thing coming. "Oh, really?" I ask in a fake british accent, a grin across my mouth. Connor probably didn't mean the whole bisexual thing, but the whole 'I won't say no to fucks' thing. But, whatever. I was probably reading too much into it. "Yeah, when I'm not making a complete idiot out of myself." I reply, shaking my head at myself. My brow creases and I look over as I hear another mewl and he takes his backpack into his thin arms. "Dude, do you have a cat?" I ask, raising my eyebrows slightly.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2013 11:26:53 GMT -5
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There's no where to run when you run from yourself.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Y-you're no-ot, I could have done worse." He felt like he did just by stuttering. "Ah...y-yeah.." He mumbled sheeoishly when asked if he had a cat in his backpack. He really wasn't up for explaining that he was afraid his father would kill it if he left it at home. "He's h-hurt and too little to be from his mam-ma..so I gotta take care o-of h-h-him..."
Something in his voice grew soft, tender. He found a table and sat down, unzippin the bag and lifting the tony kitten into his lap, followed by a formula bottle. |
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jun 27, 2013 11:35:51 GMT -5
I shrug my shoulders slightly as we finally make our way into the food court. It was easy to find both Gene and Riddle, they were already in a long line at Taco Bell. My mouth opens slightly as Connor sits down and pulls out a white kitten. I take a seat beside him, curiously peering over his shoulder. "Oh my fucking god, he's so adorable." I breathe, a smile coming over my face. "My landlady won't let me have a cat." I add bitterly, a pout coming over my face. I loved cats, but she thought that they were too noisy and was allergic. But, it wasn't like she lived with me or something, but it didn't matter to her. No cats at all. "What's his name?" I add.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2013 11:43:45 GMT -5
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There's no where to run when you run from yourself.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Another crooked smile graced Connor's lips at the reaction from Attyston, and he found he didn't even mind him leaning so close. "That's to b-ba-ad," He commented with a slight frown. "Jascaar," He murmured, petting the tiny white kitten with thin, gentle fingers. It began to purr and he guided it to the bottle. "H-his eyes are open, but I think h-h-he's blind." He watched it nose around for the nipple of the bottle before latching on, little paws kneading into the leg of his jeans. Connor was back to smiling again. At least something brought him a little joy anymore.
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