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Post by Yume Fellows on Mar 11, 2007 16:04:13 GMT
Yume walked into the hangout. As usual it was silent. Appaerntly whenever her mother was here it was filled with smiling faces and drink flowed. Now it was empty, only two people held the title of ruling outcast as they were children of the legends. Her and Darius normally stayed away from here, but now she wanted an empty room with a cd player to practice in.
Under her arm she had a cd and a pair of pink point shoes. Pont shoes are used in ballet and they have solid wooden toes so as she dropped them to the ground they make a rather dreadful noise. Yume walked over to the cd player and placed the cd in. Not playing it yet she walked back to the old dusty sofas and pushed them to the side, revealing wooden floors. Yume crouched down and pulled of her baseball boots throwing them to the side she placed the right point shoe onto her foot. standing up slightly she put the flat bit of the toe onto the floor, pullin the ribbons up around her ankles. After repeating this with her left shoe she got to her feet and pressed play on teh cd player.
Yume launched into a dance she'd learnt years ago. Pain was begining in her toes as she balanced in her point shoes. Ballet had been somethign she did as a child and in her early teenage years. She had gone to an audition for a big Ballet and dance school near her home and she didnt get in. They said they didn't takein asian girl. It had broken her heart and she only ever danced now when she was alone or to block out emotional pain with physical pain. Launching into a jump she landed, spun and the song ended. She knew her toes were bleding but she danced to teh next song as well. Tears streaming down her cheeks all the time. This was her release, her last resort.
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Post by Darius Wylde on Mar 11, 2007 18:36:47 GMT
Darius ran his fingers through his fringe as he slowly walked up the stairs to the Ruling Outcasts Hangout, he didn't really know why he was going up there, no one was ever up there. He was wearing a white shirt and a pair of grey jeans. He opened the door and saw Yume dancing. He didn't go in and he didn't make a noise, he just opened the door slightly more and leaned against the doorframe, watching her silently. He noticed she was crying, he finally decided to make his presence known, he took off his shoes and walked across the room in his socks and took her hands in his, standing behind her and began to dance with her.
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Post by Yume Fellows on Mar 12, 2007 16:42:06 GMT
Yume nearly jumped out of her skin. She hadn't expected anyone and she had been dancing with her back to the door for ages, only turning during a spin. But she wouldn't have seen him anyway. She had been completely engrossed in what she was doing and her eyes had clouded up with tears from the pain. A pained smile spread across her face. She knew it was Darius, he was someone who she hoped would understand why she put herself through this pain.
Letting go of his hands and lanching into a spin, then into a jump to land and end the song, she tried not to laugh as she noticed he'd taken of his shoes in an effort not to disturb her. After teh song had enede and she turned to smile at him, she became very self consious. Her arms and legs were uncovered and all her scars could be seen. In a vain effort to hide them she folded her arms ascross her stomach and walked back across the room towards him.
"And what brings you up here, in your socks?" she smiled up at him through her tear filled hazel eyes. Her hair was up ina a bun on top of her head. her face was flushed with all the exercise she'd been getting and her skirt was twisted. She'd neglected wearing socks as tying ribbons around socks in a major pain in the ass. She had on her white t-shirt and grey shirt over the top. The tips of her point shoes had more dirt on they than when they started and they gave her foot and odd shape due to the flat toe.
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Post by Darius Wylde on Mar 12, 2007 17:22:32 GMT
Darius laughed slightly and tried to pretend he didn't notice the scars on her arms, he told himself that if she wanted to talk to him about it she would say something. It wasn't his place to but in and ask questions, no matter how much he wanted to.
I guess... I miss my mom. I just thought that here would remind me of her. Darius replied honestly in a quiet, fragile voice. He felt very raw right now, raw with emotion, raw with power, raw with everything that was going on, raw with loneliness. He sighed deeply as he said this and looked at the ground. He couldn't believe this. He missed his mommy. That was just so weird, he was usually begging her to leave him alone and now he felt like crying because she wasn't there. He didn't understand himself. He only seemed to appreciate things when they were gone.
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Post by Yume Fellows on Mar 12, 2007 17:34:30 GMT
Yume smiled. He was so sweet, and although he probably didn't want it to show, he seemed really sensitive. Yume brushed the tears from her eyes. "Thats part of the reason im here, I remember mother telling me that this place used to be full of life when there used to be more than three or four of them. All drink all smoking all smiling, Dancing around like idiots." she said as she turned slowly looking at the big empty room. "Their cd's are still here you know. All with labels on them. I had a flick through a while ago. Theres a few from the old warden as presents to them." she said as a new song began to play. Existentilism on prom night by Straylight Run.
She used to sing this with her mother as a child. This was the reason it was on this cd. Nostaliga really. Yume sank to the floor. tears streaming down her face. "I want to go home, I want Hiro back, I want a life with out beatings. I want to be normal." she sobbed. Tears rolled of her face and splashed on the floor. The music seemed to get louder, drowning Yume in pictures of her mother and friends. Life without Hiro could never be the same again. People had this habit of dieing around her, so she very rarely let anyone in. Now someone else had lost their life because of her. Draven. Hiro. Her Father.
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Post by Darius Wylde on Mar 12, 2007 18:20:41 GMT
Darius nodded at her comment about their mothers and smiled weakly, My mom told me that too. He watched her as she sank onto the floor, he walked over to her, sat next to her on the floor and put his arms around her, trying to comfort her and make her feel wanted.
I love you just the way you are. he whispered into her hair as he held the crying girl to him.
[short cause i have to ggo]
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Post by Yume Fellows on Mar 12, 2007 18:32:24 GMT
Yume looked up at him, "You may like me the way I am, but I'm sick of comming home everyday with fresh cuts on my arms and legs because someone doesn't like the color of my skin." she said sinking into his form. She couldn't stop crying. It wouldn't stop hurting and her toes were killing her.
OOC: sorry its short, english to do =]
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Post by Darius Wylde on Mar 14, 2007 18:07:42 GMT
Darius hugged her close and closed his eyes for a few minutes, he wanted to say something with meaning to her, something that would make her feel better, he just wasn't skilled in this sort of thing. He had no experience in comforting people, Pyro had kept her emotions under a tight reign and barely ever let them show, crying girls weren't his speciallity.
But they aren't here now. That doesn't happen here. No one is out to hurt you. And if anyone does, they'll have to answer to me. he kissed her hair and noticed that he'd stopped crying. He intended to keep this promise.
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Post by Yume Fellows on Mar 14, 2007 18:37:45 GMT
Yume heard his words, a smile crept across her face. To be crushed by the feeling of the scars on her arms. The rasied up marks on her arm's and the loss of Hiro was a permenant scar to remind her that, she was never able to get away from them. A fierceness flooded through her. getting to her feet she started to scream at the top of her voice. "Just look at me," she yelled spreading her arms, the extent of the scars finally showing, "It's not that i'm unsafe it's that no one will want me, I'm tainted." the fire in her eyes dieing down, "Who would want someone like me?" balling her hands into fists, she dug her nails into her skin causing blood to spill down her finger and drop onto the floor.
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Post by Darius Wylde on Mar 15, 2007 20:03:18 GMT
Darius calmly took her hands in his, taking her hands away from her arm, he didn't want her hurting herself, he'd been in that situation and if was anything but fun, it also didn't solve anything.
Yume, he said softly as he looked into her eyes, You are not tainted. You are still perfect. Beauty isn't only skin deep. Even with the scars you are beautiful. By letting their opinion get into your head you are letting them win. And you don't want that. Trust me. he kissed her on the forehead and looked deep into her eyes again, willing her to understand, willing her to get the thoughts out of her head and realise what a bad outlook those people had on her. He wanted her to understand how special she really was.
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Post by Yume Fellows on Mar 15, 2007 20:21:40 GMT
Yume was comforted by his kind words. Kind words she hadn't heard since she'd left home. Letting go of his hands and breaking eye contact she looked at her feet. Tears rollign down her face and dropping at her feet. "You don't understand what I mean by Tainted." she whispered. Looking back up at him with pained eyes she whispered, "They did worse to me than beat me." her voice fading to barely audible at the end. The cuts in her hand still bled and blood pooled in the plams of her hands that she held so they didn't drip. Blood on the floor was the last thing needed right now.
OOC: Sorry its short, Ive got to go <33
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Post by Darius Wylde on Mar 15, 2007 20:47:13 GMT
Darius frowned in confusion for a couple of seconds before it suddenly dawned on him. When he realised he gasped out loud. He looked at her, his eyes wide with shock and horror, You don't mean... he didn't want to finish the sentence, he left it open ended and looked into her eyes for confirmation, he didn't really want to believe it, he cradled her to him. He knew that she had no idea how precious she was to him, it was unreal. He didn't know why but he felt the need to protect her as much as possible. He didn't want to think too much about it, he knew he'd read into it too much and convince himself that he was in love with her or something. Maybe he was. He just wasn't sure.
[shortish]
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Post by Yume Fellows on Mar 19, 2007 17:37:09 GMT
Tears rolled down her cheeks and all energy drained from her body. Sinking in to Darius' body she let every tear she'd bottled up about her rape pour out of her body. After a few minutes Yume slid out of Darius' arms and slumped on the floor. "I.. I don't want to go on." her voice barely audible above her own dry sobs. "They forced me to make myself a recluse. At the time I thought of myself as worthless. No, I had to think of myself as nothing. It was then I realised that the hardest thing one person can feel, is that they are completely alone in the world" she said through dry rasping breaths that caught in her throat.
Her rape had been a secret that she'd kept close to her heart and never told a soul. Not even her mother. She didn't see any point in telling people. Her life had gone downhill, no sense in making it worse was there? Where had silence got her? In a dusty room in a prison sobbing her heart out to a guy she doesn't know.
OOC: Tis kinda short I know. Sorry =]]
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