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Blaise's Trailer
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Welcome, Sammi O'Brien.
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Welcome, Sammi O'Brien.
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07-19-05, 02:40 AM
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Blaise's Trailer
Yeah, yeah Blaise lived in a trailer, it was crappy and he would never bring a girl home but hey it was a place to put his head at night...sorta. What could he say, it was cheap and he didn’t have any money at the moment. He had to spend it all getting a septic system and a generator. Not to mention buying cat food...he didn’t own any cats he just fed the multitude of strays that hung around his trailer. Luckily the trailer was set apart from his neighbours so that the cats didn’t disturb anyone...not that he thought anyone would care but he rather be safe then sorry.
First walking into the trailer had surprised Blaise the whole place was thrashed, but he had cleaned it up and now it was decent to look at. Off to the right side there was a small kitchen and even smaller ‘dining area’. Beyond that was the only bathroom and it had a small shower inside, a toilet, and a tiny sink. On the left side of the trailer there was a ‘couch’ set into the wall and a tiny closet. Past that was his, and the only, bedroom. Not that it was a great master bedroom or anything, it was just basically a twin bed a small dresser and a mirror on the wall. On top of his dresser was his laptop, he had brought it from home but it didn’t get much use yet since he didn’t have enough money to pay for internet bills. He barely had enough money to pay the phone bill and other necessities. The entire trailer had that whole ‘aged yellow’ linoleum that was in cheapy places and the wall paper was peeling but he tried not to notice that too much.
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 Do you believe in ESP I do and I'm try'n'a get through to you If you're picking up off me Then you know just what to do Think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you So think Do you believe in ESP I've been try'n'a get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do Don't you Last edited by Sheena Alatorre : 07-19-05 at 02:49 AM. 
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07-20-05, 11:42 PM
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"Fucking cat... Why'd it have to freaking steal my car keys...?” Sammi grumbled as she walked along the dirt path to where the cat meandered upon just moments ago. She was led from the City to the Countryside by an innocent looking cat who just so happened to take her keys in its mouth. Yes, it sounded quite impossible but when a cat thinks it's a dog... Anything is possible. She was kicking up dirt as she walked towards the run down trailer park. She had only been to this end of the city, once. And since then she vowed never to return to the trashy area... A bad experience... Especially being chased by a crazy woman with a head full of curlers and a broomstick… And all Sammi was doing was wandering around the trailer park. It was her first week living in Escapade and she just so happened to get lost on the long walk back from the Falls. She was just looking for directions back to her wealthy area. It wasn’t her fault that she ended up at the trailer park instead of her very nice home on Sunset Valley.
Sammi was distracted from her old memories when she heard the tinkling sound crossing the open area of the trailer park. She spotted the cat, and began to slowly jog towards it; trying not to draw its attention. “Mangy cat… I’ll teach it to steal my keys…” She was slowly inching towards the cat, like a hunter carefully trying to spear… A chicken. She was a meter away from the cat when her foot kicked a rock by accident. This startled the cat and it glanced at Sammi with fearful eyes before it dashed towards the clutter of trailers. Cursing under her breath, Sammi began to chase after the cat at full speed. She was so focused on following the cat that she had to make an abrupt stop to keep herself from smashing into the trailer that the cat just so happened to be hiding underneath. “You freaking cat! I was trying to play with you, with my keys.” She got down on her knees to peer at the cat lying on the dirt ground beneath the trailer. “Cats do not steal people’s keys... You’re not a fucking dog. Now gimme my keys!” She hissed at the cat and went flat onto her stomach so she could slither towards the cat underneath the trailer. Which happened to be her new boyfriend, Blaise’ trailer. “CAT! DROP THE KEYS. Those are mine! Why the hell do you want them? You can’t freaking drive a car.” She inched closer and closer towards the cat and began to reach out towards the cat with her arm. She was so close… When she felt her arm brush against something mushy and warm. She turned her head slowly to see what this… ‘Mushy’ stuff was… Taking one glance at it, she made a loud yelp of disgust and was already beginning to scramble out. “Ew. Poo. On. Elbow. Ewwww.” She was so eager to get out that she hit the back of her head against the trailer which provoked yet another yell. “FUCK!” If her screams didn’t draw attention to the habitants of the trailer park, she didn’t know what would.
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 Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-20-05, 11:58 PM
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Completely ignorant to the fact that someone was crawling around underneath his trailer Blaise was sitting on the couch futon thing watching the small black and white TV that was stuffed in the equally small closet. He had a bag of peanuts in his hand, cheaper then popcorn, and was tossing the nuts in the air and then catching them in his mouth where he would suck the salt off them before swallowing them. Yes, Blaise was a little odd swallowing whole peanuts but he had only ever choked once and that was on accident. He was watching I Love Lucy re-runs being ever amused by Lucy and Ricky. So that explained why he was a little perturbed when a cat came crawling into the trailer through the cat door/trap escape door that was underneath the trailer. All the cats had soon realized that if they pushed through the door they would usually get fed inside, and because they thought of Blaise as their caretaker they would bring him little gifts. Dead birds mostly but this one, Alastor was what Blaise called him, always liked to bring him shiny things; keys, rings, tin foil, anything that glittered. With a heavy sigh Blaise stood and walked over to the cat his peanuts still in his hand. "Hey Alastor, whacha got for me today?" He was leaning down to take the keys from the cat when he heard a very loud curse word that sounded familiar. The sound startled the cat and he jumped into Blaise's arms keys and all. Not expecting this Blaise dropped his peanuts in surprise but luckily only a couple spilt onto the ground.
"Better find out who that was..." Petting the large cat he couldn't help but smile as he listened to Alastor purr amused how the cat never let go of the keys. After kicking the door open he stepped down the crude steps that lead from the door and then stopped when he reached the ground. At first he didn't see anyone but then he looked down and he saw Sammi which made his eyes widen. He was so shocked he did the un-thinkable. "S-Sammi?!?!" Yes, Blaise the obsessive stalker freak used Sammi's real name.
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Do you believe in ESP I do and I'm try'n'a get through to you If you're picking up off me Then you know just what to do Think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you So think Do you believe in ESP I've been try'n'a get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do Don't you
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07-21-05, 12:14 AM
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At the cat dung stuck to her elbow, she began to hold her arm out away from her body so she wouldn’t smear it everywhere. She had owned a dog before but having warm, mushy dung on her arm never happened before. She rolled over onto her back as she slowly sat up; her head aching from the whap she got on the head from the trailer. “Ugh… Shoot me now…” She held the back of her head carefully as she sat up while she hung her dungified arm to the side. She didn’t notice the footsteps at first since she was too caught up in all that was happening. She lost the cat, cat poo was hanging off her elbow and the back of her head felt numb. As a shadow casted over her, she looked up at the figure; hoping that it wasn’t that crazy curler-broom lady. The sun was in her eyes when she looked up at the figure so she didn’t know right away that it was Blaise. But when she heard his familiar voice, calling her by her real name, she raised a brow in surprise.
She squinted and shifted to the side to get out of the sunlight so she could get a better view of Blaise and slowly stood up. “Blaise? What are you doing here?” When she finally straightened; with the exception of her arm hanging straight out beside her, she spotted the cat. “CAT!” She pointed at it like a crazed person and went up to the two to get her keys. She held out her hand to it and glared at it as if the cat knew what she was commanding him to do. “Drop it, buddy… I want my keys.” She was so focused on the cat that her mind wasn’t focusing on why Blaise was here. And why he actually called her Sammi instead of ‘My Aphrodite’. She just wanted to get her keys back, wipe the crap off her arm and go home for a nice long shower and an ice pack.
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Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-21-05, 01:44 AM
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Blaise couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose a little when he saw that there was cat scat on her elbow, it was more then a little gross. Blaise stared down at Sammi not sure exactly what to do, he was so shocked at seeing her he was surprised he didn’t drop Alastor. At Sammi’s question he blinked quickly debating whether or not to lie but he knew he had to be honest; he couldn’t lie not to her. “Er, I um…live here actually…” He looked at her for a moment then looked away; it was obvious he was ashamed of where he lived. When his girlfriend started acting a little insane he jumped slightly not excepting it at all. He took a step back slowly as she stalked towards him and his feline companion not sure what sort of cruel punishment she had in mind for the animal. When Sammi spoke again Alastor looked up at Blaise almost as he was asking permission when all he got in return was a bewildered expression the cat reluctantly dropped the keys from his mouth. Blaise looked off into space he wasn’t sure whether to invite Sammi in or send her home.
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Do you believe in ESP I do and I'm try'n'a get through to you If you're picking up off me Then you know just what to do Think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you So think Do you believe in ESP I've been try'n'a get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do Don't you
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07-21-05, 08:56 AM
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Sammi groaned at the amount of dirt that her clothes picked up from crawling beneath the trailer. It's safe to say that she was in dire need of a shower... And fast. She was glancing from the cat to Blaise as she listened to him stumble across his answer. Her attention was more drawn to what he was saying than what the cat was doing. When he finally came out with the truth, she raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Really? Wow, I didn't know that...." She trailed off, wondering why he never told her before. "Does the lady with pink curlers and an oversized flowery dress still live here?" She grinned, earnestly wanting to know. If she still lived there, she was going to make sure that she hustled out of the trailer park. And fast. Honestly, she didn't really care if Blaise lived here. He could live in a garbage dump and she wouldn't give a damn.
As Blaise began to back up, she looked at him as a realisation dawned upon her. Her mouth dropped and she gaped at Blaise. "Is this your cat?" She looked back down at the cat with determined eyes to get her keys back. If the cat really was Blaise', he was going to get a beating for owning such a theif-cat. When her keys were finally dropped into the palm of her hand, she let out a relieved sigh. "Finally... Thanks, cat." She patted the cat on the head gently before pocketing her keys. She looked at Blaise once more; now ignoring the cat completely. '"Uh... Are you okay?" She noticed his blank face and was wondering what was up with him. Usually when she was around, he was swooning and flirting with her. Now he was.... Silent. She was totally oblivious to the fact that he would be embarrassed about where he lived. In fact, she was more concerned about her violated arm. "Er... Do you happen to have any paper towels... And a lot of soap?"
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Sheenzo+Kels<3333
Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-22-05, 03:14 PM
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Seeing her smile Blaise had to wonder if she was just trying to sympathize with him but then he pushed his thoughts from his head. Just cause he lived in a trailer didn’t mean his girlfriend would care about it…right? He sighed and then blinked at her next question. ”Oh, no she doesn’t, she moved out a couple weeks back.” He nodded absently petting Alastor. If he would have met up with Sammi at any other place he’d be perfectly fine, but standing in front of his dingy beat up trailer he felt embarrassed and like she was too good for him, she probably lived in an actual house after all.
He stopped thinking about being embarrassed when Sammi asked about Alastor. ”Well that’s a complicated question…Alastor’s not really mine, I just feed him and he brings me shiny crap” He bit his lower lip, a nervous habit he had, and glanced at his trailer trying to see it from Sammi’s prospective and from that view it wasn’t lookin’ too hot. After Sammi had thanked him Alastor just stared at her like he wasn’t too happy with her for taking his present away from him. Blaise was pulled back from his whole ‘different prospective’ deal with Sammi’s question. ”Yea…yea I’m fine.” He scuffed the ground with the toe of his shoe not sure exactly what to say now. He was glad when Sammi broke the silence. ”Umm…” He had both things but they were inside and he didn’t really want her to have to see anymore of his trailer, but she probably wouldn’t take that as an excuse not to help her out so he nodded. ”I have both” He let go of Alastor who trotted away to go find something else to steal and Blaise walked up the steps and to the door going into the trailer motioning for Sammi to follow him. When he got inside he glanced around and saw Bluebell sitting on his couch staring at the TV which was still on. He shook his head at the black cat; she was addicted to the TV, that’s all she would ever do when she came in. And if the TV wasn’t on she’d yowl until he came in and turned it on. Going to the sink he got the soap out and a couple paper towels he didn’t turn the water on, he tried not to waste any water since it was expensive.
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Do you believe in ESP I do and I'm try'n'a get through to you If you're picking up off me Then you know just what to do Think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you So think Do you believe in ESP I've been try'n'a get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do Don't you
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07-22-05, 04:40 PM
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Sammi couldn’t understand why her boyfriend was acting so… Embarrassed. He was usually so forward and unafraid of what he said or did. So what? He lived in a trailer but that wasn’t going to change the way she felt about him. The thing she didn’t understand was why he was living in this drab area of Escapade. She distinctly remembered him telling her about his mission to look after Leo and getting paid for it. She let out a small sigh and decided not to push him on the subject. At the mention of the lady, she grinned in satisfaction. She hated that lady with a passion and she was glad that she was outta there. She didn’t trust the crazy lady living in the same area as her boyfriend. She might stab him in his sleep, and of course, that wouldn’t be good.
At his explanation of the cat, Sammi raised a brow. The way Blaise put it… It sounded like the cat was a tad crazy. “Shiny crap…? Sounds like a magpie in a cat’s body…” She shook her head at the silly cat, amused by its weird ways. She noticed Blaise’ gaze upon his trailer and Sammi gave him a weird look. She wasn’t satisfied by his answer since she knew that he wasn’t okay at all. He was oddly silent, and she had a feeling that it had something to do with her at his trailer. The very… Dumpy-looking trailer. “You’re not fine… You’re being too quiet to be ‘fine’.” She gave him a scrutinizing look and she wanted to cross her arms to complete the ‘look’. Too bad she had cat doo-doo on her elbow. Sammi began to wonder why he looked like he didn’t want her in his trailer. It couldn’t just be that it was messy. Ideas were popping into her mind, and she didn’t like them at all. Was he hiding a dead body in there? Did he have another ‘Aphrodite’ in there? And if he did, was he cheating on her? Well, the last question really didn’t count. She was seeing three guys at once, so it wouldn’t have been a problem to her if he was seeing another girl. Sure, she’d be a bit hurt… But her situation was worse. When Blaise motioned for her to follow him, she did this obediently and began to walk behind him; careful not to get too close. She was pretty sure he wouldn’t want cat poo on him. So as she entered the trailer, she looked around silently; taking in her surroundings. Seeing the cat on the bed, she raised a brow and looked back at Blaise. “You’re like the crazy cat lady on the Simpsons…”
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Sheenzo+Kels<3333
Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-23-05, 05:36 PM
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Blaise chuckled at Sammi’s description of the cat it did make sense. He stared at his trailer a little longer but when Sammi spoke again he was snapped out of it at her words and he shook his head. ”I’m fine, alright.” The whole look and the fact that he really wasn’t fine was making him a bit irritable. He couldn’t help it, he was infatuated with Sammi but he never wanted her to see his crappy trailer. He didn’t even have a house or apartment, he had a trailer; a trailer that was run down and infested with cats, lovely image that is. When Sammi walked in he gestured at the sink and then went and shut the door after her. At her comment about being the crazy cat lady he arched a brow ”I feed them and they keep out of my trash cans.” Reaching down he picked up the peanut bag off the ground, the peanuts had been eaten by Bluebell, and then went and sat next to the cat petting her head as they watched TV.
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Do you believe in ESP I do and I'm try'n'a get through to you If you're picking up off me Then you know just what to do Think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you So think Do you believe in ESP I've been try'n'a get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do Don't you Last edited by Blaise Wilkins : 07-23-05 at 05:37 PM.
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07-23-05, 05:59 PM
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It was becoming apparent that Blaise didn’t want Sammi around and she was refraining herself from flipping out at him. It wasn’t only his attitude that was making her grumpy, but also the bruise forming on the top of her head, the cat poo on her arm and the filth that was sticking to her. So when he replied to her, she simply glared at the back of his head as they walked into the trailer. She muttered to herself quietly so that Blaise wouldn’t hear her saying a wide range of profanities under her breath. After entering his rather warm trailer, she paused at the door; feeling that she wasn’t welcome in there. Seeing the paper towels and such by the sink, she shuffled her way towards the small area to get the dung off her elbow. Even at Blaise’ reply, she kept quiet. Clearly, he wasn’t in a joking mood. So wiping off the cat dung, she stuck the spoiled paper towel in a garbage bin nearby and began to soap down her elbow before wetting another paper towel and wiping off the suds. Every now and then, she would glance over at Blaise only to find him watching his show and petting his cat like Dr. Evil. After the whole nasty process was done, she stuck her hands into her pocket and looked down at her feet. “I’m gonna go,” She said darkly before striding towards the door. She had to refrain herself from adding on: “It seems that somebody’s having bad case of ‘man’-o-pause today.”
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Sheenzo+Kels<3333
Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-23-05, 06:10 PM
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He didn’t even notice her glaring at him, he was just oblivious like that, and he didn’t hear Sammi cursing either. Blaise stared at the TV screen his stroking of the kitty becoming slightly automatic. He felt kinda bad about snubbing her but Blaise didn’t deal well with being embarrassed about something. When she said she was gonna go he just nodded his head a bit. ”See ya, Sammi” He was so into the TV that he didn’t even notice that he said her real name…again, for the second time. Usually he would never do something that preposterous but he couldn’t help it. He wasn’t exactly in the greatest mood right then.
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Do you believe in ESP I do and I'm try'n'a get through to you If you're picking up off me Then you know just what to do Think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you So think Do you believe in ESP I've been try'n'a get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do Don't you
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07-23-05, 06:17 PM
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Sammi took one last deep breath before pushing the door open with more force than she needed. At his farewell, Sammi just gave him a cold, “Whatever…” without looking back at him. "Asshole." She was obviously pissed and she had an urge to smack him. She hopped out of his trailer before slamming the door hard enough to make the trailer shake slightly. Yup, maybe it was her pregnancy hormones…
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Sheenzo+Kels<3333
Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-23-05, 06:30 PM
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Blaise ignored the whatever but when she called him an ass hole he fumed and then got up storming after her. He shut the door pretty damn hard as well, it was surprising that the door was still on the hinges. Running after Sammi he grabbed her upper arm with his left hand spinned her around to face him while at the same time his right hand lifted and he back handed across the face hard enough to leave some type of mark and a rather loud smack. ”Don’t” It wasn’t clear if he was telling to not call him an ass hole again or not to scream or fight back but his voice was ominous and the old Blaise was gone replaced by new creepy abusive Blaise.
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Do you believe in ESP I do and I'm try'n'a get through to you If you're picking up off me Then you know just what to do Think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you So think Do you believe in ESP I've been try'n'a get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do Don't you Last edited by Blaise Wilkins : 07-23-05 at 06:31 PM.
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07-23-05, 06:39 PM
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Sammi was nearly at the dirt road when she heard a trailer door slam. Her teeth were clenched in anger as she stepped onto the road. She could hear Blaise’ feet running after her and at first, she thought that he was coming back to apologize. Boy was she wrong. Feeling herself spun around made her disoriented and was too slow to block the incoming backhand coming from her ‘boyfriend’. Before she knew it, she felt her cheek stinging and her hand automatically came up to touch her tender cheek. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Hearing his so-called ‘threat’, Sammi looked at him with fury in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and took her hand off her cheek. Hey, Blaise wasn’t the only one who had some sort of anger problems. She balled up her fist and in less than a second; her fist came in contact with his nose. She seriously hoped that his nose would start bleeding or better yet, break. “Don’t ever, ever touch me again. I hate you.” She glared at him with loathing dripping off every word; ignoring the pain that was coming from her cheek. A red bruise was starting to form across her cheek, in a distinct hand mark.
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Sheenzo+Kels<3333
Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-23-05, 07:01 PM
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Blaise just stared back at her not letting go of her arm, holding onto it a little too tightly to be normal. When she punched him he staggered back a step not expecting it but he didn’t let go of her arm. Luckily he nose didn’t start bleeding and it didn’t break either it was just really really sore. Once he shook his head slightly he pulled Sammi against his buddy roughly. ”I told you not too…” In one quick motion he threw Sammi over his shoulder and held her there tightly while he walked her back to his trailer. Going inside he kicked the door closed and locked it and then went into the bathroom, it was the smallest room in his trailer with a lock, he kicked that door closed and locked it as well. Putting Sammi down on the ground he shoved her against the one unused wall and pinned her arms against it before he proceeded to kiss her roughly.
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Do you believe in ESP I do and I'm try'n'a get through to you If you're picking up off me Then you know just what to do Think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you So think Do you believe in ESP I've been try'n'a get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do Don't you Last edited by Blaise Wilkins : 07-23-05 at 07:04 PM.
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07-23-05, 07:20 PM
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Blaise’ hold was apparently quite rough since Sammi was wincing at his hard grip. When he began to stagger backwards she thought that he’d let go of her arm but he didn’t which made her stagger forwards with him. She was beginning to get scared at his attitude and soon she was sure that he was going to murder her or something. He pulled her so close that she could feel his breath against her face and the warmth of his ‘buddy’. She tried to look unafraid as she spoke back at him, “Let go of me…” Her voice and expression was unwavering but her heart was beating quite quickly. Feeling the blood rush to her head when she was thrown over his shoulder, Sammi’s breathing began to quicken in fright. She didn’t know where they were going but she assumed that they entered his trailer since she saw him kick the door close. She was muttering to herself, knowing that she got herself into another bad situation. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit…” She heard another door close and realized that they were in the bathroom. Oh my God. I’m going to die in a fucking trailer bathroom… She felt herself being put down and the blood rushed away from her head; leaving her dizzy from the blood rushes. Her defence classes were obviously not working since her reflexes were slow and she was in a position that she didn’t want to be in. The kiss was unlike any other kiss they had before. It hurt and she hated the taste of his mouth. She hated him at the moment, and she felt so powerless in his grip. She turned her head away from his lips and began to squirm; trying to get him off of her. Silently, tears streamed down her face. “Get off of me!” She used her leg and tried to kick him off of her. Her arms were pushing themselves off the wall but soon they were pinned back against the wall. She was tired and powerless at his grip. Soon she was going to be raped and then killed. Oh yeah, and then the police will find her body in pieces in some kind of ditch. Funny thing was, her prediction of him when she first met him was coming true.
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Sheenzo+Kels<3333
Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-23-05, 07:35 PM
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At her words he just grinned manically and tightened his hold if anything before he slung her over his shoulder. He could hear her curses and he just smirked getting turned on by the idea that she was scared of him. Once they were in the bathroom and he got her pinned down was when he kissed her. When she pulled her lips away and yelled at him he just laughed. ”Didn’t I warn you, love.” He spoke slowly, purposefully trying to scare her more. He felt her legs trying to kick him and he just pressed his body harder against hers which pressed her harder against the wall. Leaning forwards he used the flat of his tongue and licked the tears from her cheeks. He had this weird glint in his eyes that made him look insane but he didn’t care, he was feeling insane. The bathroom was so small that Blaise was able to shift his right arm over both Sammi’s arms to hold her and then reach back with his left arm and pull the key out of the locked door. After he removed it he let it drop to the floor and then kicked it out under the door essentially locking them in the bathroom. Going back to her he pressed his body back against hers. ”Don’t move…” The tone of his voice relayed the types of things he’d do to her if she did move. Letting go of her he reached under the drapery that hid the ‘under the sink’ area and pulled out a black sack which he dropped into the sink with a clunk. Reaching inside he nicked a pair of real handcuffs and pulled them out. Turning he took two steps putting himself back in front of Sammi.
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Sammi felt as if she didn’t know Blaise anymore. Okay, she didn’t really know him, but during the two weeks they had known each other, she had never seen him like this. She had to avoid looking him in the eyes ‘cause there was something manic about them that made her afraid. She had a feeling that his words were to make her more afraid, and it actually worked. Her eyes were shut tight so she didn’t have to look him in the eyes. It felt like everything she did just made things worse. She was contemplating whether or not to just give up and let him rape her. But that wasn’t how she worked, she’d put up a fight if she had to. Her body was beginning to ache as he pushed himself against her. She was straining to get him off of her and her body was tense from fear. His licking didn’t help either since it only caused more tears to flow down her face. She was shaking with sobs as he pressed her harder against the wall. She heard a click from the door knob which made her to open her eyes to see what it was. She was hoping that it was someone to rescue her but it was only the key… She would give anything to have Leo, Damian or anybody at the door. She just wanted to get away from this creep that she so eagerly adopted into her circle of boyfriends. When he kicked under the door her eyes widened; feeling even more trapped now. “W-What?! How the hell are we supposed to get out?!” She was frantically looking around for a window but all she saw was a small vent that she most definitely couldn’t crawl out of. Her head snapped back to Blaise at his next threat. She could hear the menace in his voice and she knew hitting him over the head would just make him hurt her even more. When he finally let go of her, she rubbed her wrists and saw purple bruises forming. As he pulled something out from under the sink, she pulled her knees up to her chest looking quite violated and beaten with a collection of bruises over her body. The glint of something shiny caught her attention and when he turned around, she realized that the glint came from a pair of handcuffs. She bit her lower lip, not liking the outlook on things at the moment. “N-No… No handcuffs…..” She hated handcuffs. Damian had used them on her before, and she hated the experience. One thing clicked into her mind though… What was he going to cuff her to? The toilet? She began to back up away from him, but there wasn’t anywhere to go. She was back against the wall he previously pinned her against and she had no weapons to defend herself. Well, unless you call a toilet plunger a weapon.
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Blaise smirked watching her reactions to him and his smirk grew when he watched more tears roll down her cheeks. He loved the fear he could feel rolling away from her body and it thrilled him how vulnerable she was, almost completely at his mercy. At her words he looked at her using the hand that just dropped the key to run through her hair momentarily. "Oh don't worry, Alastor will be back soon enough and push it back through...I trained him to do that you know" He was speaking in the deranged calm manner that insane people tended to speak in. His voice had a intense shift as he threatened her. After he let go of her he watched her for a couple moments and then turned to get his things. Turning about he let the cuffs hang from his index finger. At her words he arched a brow. "You think you have any say? You're being punished, love, I can do what ever I want with you." Reaching over he slid the shower door back and then laid the hand cuffs over the bar. He stood still for a moment almost as if he was contemplating something and it seemed like he came to a positive decision since he nodded to himself before he turned and looked down at Sammi. Smiling manically he reached down and grabbed her by her upper arms and hauled her to her feet. Keeping a tight hold on her he lifted one of her arms and then quickly snagged the hand cuffs, cuffed one of her wrists, tossed the cuff over the bar again and then cuffed her other wrist. Taking a step back he leaned against the sink to stare at her and a grin formed on his face. Since she was short and the shower was tall her feet just barely touched the ground, he loved how vulnerable she was. He could do anything to her now that he wanted to.
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Sammi was now absolutely, positively sure that Blaise had gone completely, psycho. How could someone stand there and smile like nothing was wrong? Only insane people could, that’s who. He must have been dropped on his head when he was a baby… Feeling his warm hands against her skin, she felt her blood run cold in hatred and fear. Her body tensed beneath his touch and she glared at him as he spoke. She found it funny how Blaise could find the time to train a cat to push a key underneath a door. No wonder why he was living in such a dump. “Who the hell trains a cat to push a key underneath a door?” She raised both brows and looked at him cynically. You know your boyfriend is crazy when he trains a stray cat to push a fucking key underneath a door... What a loser. This thought boosted her confidence and pushed away some of the fear that was bubbling inside of her. Even in the grim situation, Sammi couldn’t help but smirk in her mind. Oddly enough, she was getting used to his creepy voice and she began to gain control of herself again. She was going to defy him as much as she could, and if he decided to hit her… Than so be it. She’d much rather die fighting than die with her dignity shattered into pieces. At his words, Sammi arched her own brow at him. “Uh huh… So are you going to keep me captive here or something? Rape me and then kill me?” She crossed her arms with a glare. She was going to be as difficult as she could just to make his next hour or so, a living hell. She never took her eyes off of him as he made his ‘decision’. Sure, his smile was un-nerving but she bit the inside of her cheeks so she wouldn’t start trembling with fear. Feeling him pull her up, she forced all her weight back down so it was harder for him to lift her up. She didn’t have much luck with this since in a few moments, she was cuffed to a bar. Standing on her tip-toes, she gritted her teeth. She didn’t know if she could last for that long by just standing on her toes. So she boosted herself a little higher and gripped the chain of the cuffs which helped to lift some of the weight off of her tiny toes. This… Was going to be a long day.
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Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-26-05, 02:41 PM
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Blaise ignored Sammi’s words and was digging through the bag looking for something else. Soon he found it and pulled out a blindfold. Turning back to Sammi he smirked watching her trying to pull herself up. He was about to go over to her and put the blind fold on her but then he stopped moving getting an odd look on his face. After a moment it passed and he took another step towards her but then he suddenly dropped the blind fold and whirled around vomiting into the toilet. Only his vomit wasn’t just vomit it was also white and frothy…obviously his body was rejecting something. After he had retched up everything in his stomach he coughed and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, leaning against the toilet bowl his eyes closed sine everything was spinning in circles. He felt more normal then he had before but also sick to his stomach like someone had slipped something into his…drink. He had a flash back of Powers the night before and the drink he had taken from some random person. Ok it hadn’t been smart but he had never been drugged before. He groaned and rubbed his temples feeling a migraine coming on. He didn’t even seem to realize Sammi was still in the room.
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07-26-05, 02:56 PM
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Craning her neck, Sammi watched Blaise digging through the bag; wondering what the maniac had in store for her next. When she noticed a black cloth emerging from the bag she groaned. What's the point of a blindfold when I know who the hell is trying to rape me? Unless it's some kind of magical blindfold that'll make forget who he is. She rolled her eyes at that thought and shook her head at Blaise with a fake 'annoyed' look on her face. She was about to open her mouth to provoke him some more when he spun around and started to throw up into the toilet. Sammi's brows furrowed together as the stench of Blaise' puke came wafting towards her nose. She coughed and gagged a bit at the smell and was thankful that he opted for the toilet and not her as a puking target. "You really need an air freshener in here... Or at least flush the damn toilet..." Minutes passed by as he continued to lean over the toilet bowl, and Sammi was getting a bit tired of just... Hanging there. She sighed and boosted herself up a bit more and grabbed onto the bar. With a slight swing like she was a monkey, her toe tapped Blaise' lower back. "You okay?" After everything that he put her through, she couldn't help but be concerned about his well-being. Well, that and she really wanted him to open the door or flush the toilet because it was really starting to smell like cat barf, rotten eggs, a pinch of fish oil and a bit of... Damian?
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Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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Blaise shuddered when he heard words but once they processed in his brain he realized that the smell was pretty bad and that he probably should flush the toilet. So reaching up he blindly groped for the handle to flush the toilet and when he found it he pressed down and his vomit was whisked away to be treated and then sent into peoples homes to be drank. When he felt someone tap his back he jumped slightly and looked behind him. His eyes widened and he ignored her question as he scrambled to stand and then rummage for the key to the handcuffs. A couple seconds later he pulled them out of his pocket and with a step he was in front of Sammi and taking the cuffs off her. After he got both cuffs unlocked he dropped the things and pulled Sammi into his embrace but he had to let go quickly and turn away to start hacking and coughing. Blaise was obviously not well. Reaching for the door he tried to open it and started to panic when the door wouldn’t open. The panic wasn’t helping him and he started to cough harder and soon he just collapsed on the ground hacking and gasping for breath while rocking back and forth a bit. It was obvious the thing he said about Alastor had been either a lie or some delusion made up by his drugged mind. Also it was getting more obvious that Blaise was claustrophobic when he was in his right mind which meant he was starting to have a panic attack which wasn’t good since he already couldn’t breath.
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07-26-05, 03:58 PM
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Hearing the toilet flush, Sammi let out a small sigh of relief. The stench still hung in the air but at least the source of the smell was gone. Seeing that the smell wasn’t going to go away anytime soon, Sammi began to breathe through her mouth. She needed fresh air, and fast. She was already a bit dazed from being hit several times and the druggified smell wasn’t helping her. As Blaise turned around and looked at her she raised her eyebrows and wiggled her fingers as if she were waving. “Yeah, I’m still here y’know.” She patiently waited for him to do whatever he was doing and was grateful when he began to un-cuff her from the dreadful bar. Having her feet planted firmly on the ground made Sammi let out another sigh of relief. She was bringing her hands together to rub her bruised wrists when she felt Blaise’ arms wrap around her in a hug. She raised her eyebrows at the change of attitudes and thoughts of him being like Jekyll and Hyde ran through her mind. This thought was soon interrupted by his series of coughs and automatically, Sammi brought up her hand to rub his back. This side of him was different, and she was beginning to get worried at his frantic movements. When he dropped to the ground she yelped in surprise and she quickly kneeled beside him. She rubbed his arm; trying to comfort him as well as trying to think of a way to get out of there. “I thought you said your cat could push the key back in!” She was getting frantic herself; not wanting him to die on her and be trapped in a stinky bathroom with a dead person. She took in a few deep breaths to calm herself, knowing that if she began to panic… They’d be in a very bad situation.
So putting a hand to his cheek, she patted it to reassure him that they’d get out. She wasn’t exactly on friendly terms with him at the moment, but she wasn’t going to stoop as low as leaving him to suffocate. She grumbled to herself as she looked around the bathroom and found a wire coat hanger hanging on one of the hooks. I can’t believe I’m helping this freak after he freaking hit me and tried to freaking rape me. She let out a breath of frustration as she got on her hands and knees to look through the crack underneath the door. Seeing the key on the other side of the door, she flopped down onto her stomach and slid the wire coat hanger through the crack and began to fish the key towards her. After two or three tries, the key slid underneath the door and Sammi snatched it up with eager hands. She hopped up quickly and unlocked the door; swinging it open. She breathed in a breath of untainted air before turning to her dying ‘boyfriend’. She was debating whether or not to leave him to die on the floor when her conscience kicked in. She let out a groan of frustration and went over to him. She crouched down beside him and lifted one of his arms and slipped it around her shoulders. She began to lift him up with much difficulty and prodded him in the side. “C’mon fatty, I can’t lift you up by myself.”
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Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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