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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2013 23:59:19 GMT
@nan06 there u go nimboo™ | take what you want to take what you want to take what you It wasn't every day that he got into fights, but then again when he did he actually intended to win them. However, that didn't seem to be the way things were being run when Trevor managed to get tangled into a punching match. Arguably, it wasn't his fault, as he didn't start it, but then again it apparently took a true "gentleman" to know when to start and when to end fights. Trevor wasn't a fan of playing by the rules, however, and when the situation arose itself, he took the bull by the horns.
In reality, Trevor was pretty much minding his own business. A guy who looked to be about his age stopped him on the street, smelling impressively of alcohol, and before he knew it Trevor must have said the wrong thing because he was getting slammed into a wall before he could say "oops". That was how it broke out, unfortunately, and Trevor was left with the options of hitting back or letting himself get beaten up. It was obvious what decision he took when he slumped into his apartment, knuckles red and a little bloodied.
He didn't mind any, really, so long as he wasn't going to get a spontaneous visit from his oh-so good friend Heidi. She had a knack for showing up at the most inconvienent times ( for him, at least ) and getting into her own fights. Releasing a sigh, Trevor made a beeline to the loveseat and plopped down. Before he knew it, his eyes slid shut and he was probably snoring. take me home i don't want to be alone tonight
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2013 0:54:50 GMT
when heidi gets into a fight, all the blood rushes to her head. adrenaline starts pumping through her veins, her mind goes numb, and her body starts to work all by itself.
when she awakes from the semi-sleep she's learned to put herself into when she starts a fight, she's dizzy, bruised and somewhat proud. when she comes out of that state, it means she's alive.
it means she has to drag on another day and gets to fight another fight. the thing she could go without though, are the injuries she gets with every fight she wins.
heidi pulls herself together and slowly makes her way towards the only place she feels like she can show up at unannounced. the only place she feels where she won't get ridiculed for being banged up and a little bruised around the edges.
trevor's apartment.
she ends up at his doorstep and digs around in her pockets to see the key he gave her when he moved in. she finds it, and winces when she accidentally presses the gash on her arm against her chest. she shoves the key into the lock and pushes the door with a held breath, which she releases when she feels the pain subsiding in her arm.
she catches sight of trevor on the loveseat, and raises an eyebrow before shutting the door behind her as she makes her way towards the loveseat. she kicks trevor's leg lightly, seeing if he's asleep as he seems.
"hey trev, someone broke into your house." she deadpans.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2013 1:14:33 GMT
@nan06 there u go nimboo™ | take what you want to take what you want to take what you Whatever Trevor was dreaming of seemed to be considerably less important as his eyes slowly opened. The groggy feeling of being disturbed from sleep ( albeit not very comfortable ) was quickly subsided as he took in Heidi.
She looked like she got into another fight. Then again, with Heidi, it didn't seem to be a strange occurrence with her any longer. You watch over here no matter what rung through his head as he takes in the slightly bloodied girl in front of him, heaving a sigh as he heaves himself up as well.
"You know," he starts, heading towards the bathroom where he keeps the more-than-necessary first aid kit, "you're not supposed to get into fights without me, right?" Leaning out of the doorway, Trevor fixes her with a slight frown as he gathers up the gauze, the disinfectant pads, and whatever else he might need from the looks of her.
The one thing that stuck with him even though leaving his parents was the order of watching over the female Davidson.
Another sigh as he goes to push her down onto where he was sitting, assuming she hadn't made herself comfortable already. "To be honest, you're not supposed to be getting into fights at all." He knows he's talking to a brick wall at this point, but it's almost a reminder to himself as well. "Stay still as I clean you up." take me home i don't want to be alone tonight |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2013 1:31:56 GMT
heidi shrugs, not realising that he probably can't see her. she's not supposed to get into fights without him. that doesn't stop her from doing so. she'll do what she wants, she can't exactly wait for him to come to her rescue she gets into.
she's strong enough to do it by herself, she doesn't need someone watching over her like a child.
heidi falls onto the seat trevor lightly pushes her into, and winces. she fell a lot harder than she meant to.
she observes him with a clear head, noting the little blood on his face and his his knuckles seem a bit scratched up. she assumes he's been fighting as well, probably a while ago, probably not as serious as the fight she was in.
she lifts her arm - the one without the gash going up it - and reaches out to brush her fingers against the bit of dried blood on his face before letting it fall to her side again.
"don't be a hypocrite, trev'." she states. "it's not cute."
heidi digs her teeth into lower lip as she braces herself for trevor to start. she's only drawn blood a couple of times while biting her lip, she hopes today is not one of the days she draws blood. she's got enough of it dried on her clothing.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2013 2:57:54 GMT
@nan06 there u go nimboo™ | take what you want to take what you want to take what you he takes note of the wince, but doesn't bother to comment on it. to be honest, he's not one to talk. even if he didn't have any control over the fight he got into.
rolling his eyes, trevor opted to pay no attention to the arm reaching up to wipe at the dried blood. wincing sligtly if anything as the fresh cut was rubbed against. "i didn't have much of a choice, heidi."
maybe if they both weren't hurt, he'd have chuckled. or grinned. or even a combination of both, but his face hurt more than ever.
gingerly, he pulls out the arm with the gash on it, pulling back any fabric that may or may not have been in the way as he dabbed at it with disinfectant, grip tightening on her wrist slightly.
"you should still be more careful." take me home i don't want to be alone tonight |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2013 11:50:54 GMT
and there's the difference between heidi and trevor.
the difference that makes her feel bad for him, makes her feel bad for having to put him through the same bullshit she goes through. they're supposed to be best friends, not partner in crime. she knows it, but she never lets it stick for too long.
she doesn't say anything but lets her eyes roam.
they roam every wall, every floor, every piece of furniture before they find their way back to trevor's gaze. when they do, it's not by choice. heidi wants to look everywhere except trevor right now. she stares just beside his head instead of at him to avoid his eyes.
heidi curls the hand of the arm he's working on into a fist.
"it's not like anyone cares what i do." she states.
not like her family cares, not the people she wants to care.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2013 22:18:33 GMT
@nan06 there u go nimboo™ | take what you want to take what you want to take what you when she starts avoiding his gaze, trevor knows that she's starting to feel guilty for what she's done. for a moment, he continues dabbing at the gash, focusing almost entirely there, hoping that the feeling in the bottom of his stomach was his agreement to that she should be feeling bad. it was her fault that she got into the fight, and the bruises and bloodstains on her body were her fault as well. but as hard as he may have tried, trevor had no way of feeling angry at her.
he wishes he had another hand open to comfort her someway, somehow, but he was far too focused on cleaning her up first.
though he does allow his grip to tighten, even just a little more. it is a motion that should hurt her, one that he doesn't catch until it's too late, and his eyebrows are furrowed and he can't help the frown that's made it's way onto his face. "that's not true."
at first, it's a mumbled response, but he says it again. "that's not true, and you know it. i care. while your parents may not care about each other very much, they do care about you. they're just too focused on each other to notice how it's effecting you." he bites his lip, setting the disinfectant pad off to the side and reaching for the gauze, wrapping her arm up. take me home i don't want to be alone tonight |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2013 3:06:29 GMT
heidi digs her teeth into her bottom lip harder when trevor tightens his grip around her wrist, but stops when he loosens up. she didn't draw blood, luckily, or else that'd be something else for him to have to clean up.
she doesn't need to keep adding more work to his load.
"you don't know that for sure." she states.
she doesn't say anything for a while, but she regrets it for every second she stays silent. she eventually gives into the small amount of guilt building up in the bottom of her stomach.
"but thanks, i guess, for your sentiment." she says.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2013 15:31:57 GMT
@nan06 there u go nimboo™ | take what you want to take what you want to take what you trevor gives heidi a shrug at first, thinking over what he should say before just blurting it out. "they're your parents, heidi." though he isn't speaking from past experience, it's something he can start with. "whether you choose to believe it or not, it's that parental love thing. they love you irregardless of what you or they do."
he still isn't sure if what he is saying is the right thing, but it sounds like it is. it sounds like what he's saying it supposed to be right. "it's what i do." he's done with her arm, and he fixes her with a hug before settling down on the seat next to her.
"so what happened?" the full story. every detail she's willing to share, trevor wants to know it. take me home i don't want to be alone tonight |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 2:06:39 GMT
heidi is extremely skeptical about what trevor says, but she doesn't voice her opinions. they won't go anywhere, they'll just argue in and endless circle until heidi ends up leaving the apartment and walks into another fight on purpose.
then she'll come back, trevor will patch her, they'll probably argue about something and then she'll leave again. it's a cycle she's made herself walk through several times, it's familiar in a very, very bad way.
heidi hesitantly shrugs, "nothing happen." everything happen.
her parents were arguing again. harsh words were thrown around before her father picked up a bottle and her mother picked up her car keys. her father retreated into the living room and her mother left the house by car. heidi stuck around to make sure her father wouldn't do something he'd regret, but it only lead to more harsh words and insults she took to the heart more than she should've.
she ran out into the street and stumbled upon a fight she more than just encouraged. the fight dispersed when she was declared the winner. one thing lead to another, and here she is, denying any sort of backstory the injuries she'd sustained.
"yeah, nothing happen, nothing at all." she states, as if to convince herself more than trevor. "nothing too important anyway."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 2:34:11 GMT
@nan06 there u go nimboo™ | take what you want to take what you want to take what you almost immediately after she said that, trevor shook his head. he wasn't taking one of her bullshit answers. not this time. he wants to know the full truth, the gruesome details. he wants to know what's bothering her, what's making her always go out and be an idiot. what makes her tick. what makes her seem to think that getting beaten up is the answer to her problems.
but he doesn't push it. he doesn't ask. he just purses his lips and moves on to her face, taking a new disinfectant wipe and dabs at the scratches around her cheek. biting his tongue.
he doesn't want to be the cause of her running off, going to get into more trouble. more trouble that he'd have to step in on.
"heidi." after a moment of silence, his voice sounds a little sadder than he thought it would. "can you promise me something?" he paused in fixing her up to lean back and look at her. really look at her, his eyes narrowing in that concerned face he's learned to master.
"you have a bed here, clothes, everything you'd need. can't you just leave your house and come here the next time things go south?" and not get into a fight and make me worry about you? take me home i don't want to be alone tonight |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 2:56:21 GMT
i can't promise you anything. is what she'd like to say, but she doesn't. she keeps her thoughts to herself and spares trevor of any needless pain she'll possibly inflict on him because of her harsh words.
heidi clenches her hand into a fist, her finger nails digging into the skin of her palm. she wants to say yes trevor, i promise. or yeah sure, okay but the false, hope-giving words taste sour on her tongue. she hates the taste of them, so she'll never say them.
heidi doesn't give out false promises after all. she also isn't horrible enough to make outright deny the promise.
she doesn't know what to say, so she doesn't say anything at all.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 3:09:01 GMT
@nan06 there u go nimboo™ | take what you want to take what you want to take what you the silence tells him more than what he needs to know. it tells him everything, but yet it tells him absolutely nothing. it's not a yes, but it's also not a no. ( even though he knows, deep down, that the silence is all he needs - even a slight hesitation - is all he needs to know exactly what's on her mind ) he isn't sure if he's thankful that she won't lie to him, won't give him the false hope, and he reminds himself that it's the exact reason he's like he is now.
he's not strong because he wants to, he's strong because he has to. watch after her, trevor, even if it's the last thing you do. it's a reminder, something that tells him that no matter what he does, heidi must come first. it's why he became stronger, why he learned how to protect not only himself but her, too. it's why he purposely got held back a year, just so he can keep an eye on her for longer.
without him, she'd probably be dead. they both know it.
but he just sighs, leaning back against his side of the couch. almost nodding silently to himself. "i understand." he isn't her father, after all. to be her father, he'd have to be a drunken man who probably didn't care about anyone but himself. of course, he'd never tell heidi that's what he thought. friends were supposed to give other friends hope. that's what they did, right?
"on a lighter note, are you hungry?" take me home i don't want to be alone tonight |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 3:26:38 GMT
heidi questions if he really does understand, but she gives him the benefit of the doubt.
it's trevor after all, she supposes he'll understand to a certain point.
"a little." she says.
she doesn't remember the last time she ate, she's not feeling particularly hungry though. she supposes it'd be good to eat right about now, before hunger really sets in and her stomach starts to eat itself inside out.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 15:49:54 GMT
@nan06 there u go nimboo™ | take what you want to take what you want to take what you it was the least she could do, giving him the benefit of the doubt. letting him believe that he did understand, even if he probably didn't.
he nods, getting up off of the couch despite the crushing feeling that he was supposed to stay, stay and be sure that heidi was okay. but he was hungry, and he was certain that she was as well, even if only a little bit.
breathing in a deep sigh, he made his way over to the kitchen to make them both a sandwich. "anything you want on it in particular?" take me home i don't want to be alone tonight |
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