Three strikes {M&V}

[DiamondHeart]

~Scott McCalester~

Scott looked at Victor, an eyebrow raised. He then shook his head, not really wanting to question the motives behind such a wardrobe, although it made sense once he heard what they had made for dinner for them all. The sound of his sister throwing a temper tantrum almost brought a smile to Scott's face, but he was snapped back when he heard Victor's voice, “I’m not going to ask what you said to her, but damn, dude. She’s a fireball.” Scott nodded, "Always has been..." He sat down, beer in hand nodded in gratitude when Lilliana handed him a plate, "So is this gonna be an everyday occurrence, or is this a one time occurrence?" Lilliana asked him. Scott laughed softly, "Not sure...We haven't been on much for speaking terms since...Yeah I'm not sure." He said softly, thinking about the last time they really spoke was when they were 16, just after he came back from the military academy.

"It's not my fault dad she..." His father reached forward and grabbed the collar of Scott's shirt, holding his fist up ready to punch his son. "You're seriously worthless!" He held back from punching his son. "What are you waiting for?!" Scott yelled back at his dad, grabbing the hand that was holding his shirt, and stared his father in the eyes, "Wouldn't be the first time, so what are you waiting for old man?!" He asked. Scott's father let go of his shirt and let his fist fall to the side. "Your not worth the energy." Scott straightened his shirt, "No, It's cause your actually sober for once and you don't have the balls to do it without being liquored up." His father had turned his back to him, but when he heard Scott's words he turned around and punched him with more force then he had before, "I'll show you Scott...You think I don't have the balls for this?" He asked with anger in his eyes, and raised his fist again, but Scott kicked up, hitting his father in the face. "I'm done here!" Scott stood up and looked at his dad who was now laying on the ground. "Find yourself a new punching bag you ass hole." Scott said, going up to his room and packed up a bag of clothes. "Fine by me Scotty..." Scott could hear his father yell as he ran out the door. "Leave your sister here like your mom left you two." Scott stopped and clenched his fists, then turned around and walked back in the house. "How dare you..." He slammed the front door and pushed his dad against the wall with one arm to his throat. "Your sister will be home soon boy...Is this what you want her to see?" His father asked. Scott look at his father, then looked around to see the mess. "You son of a bitch..." Scott stepped back and went to cleaning up the mess from their fight.

“I’m sure she’ll be down shortly. Let her cool off. She should be fine, right, Scott?” Scott was snapped back to reality when he heard Victor's voice again. "Yeah...She'll be fine." With that Scott began eating the food placed in front of him, "Holy Crap, who knew you could actually cook." He smiled, joking with his two other roommates. He took another drink of his beer and looked up, hearing footsteps leading down the stairs. He looked over his should to see his sister standing in the doorway. "Awesome, we're all here." He smiled and stood up, going to the fridge and grabbed drink for his sister. "Here." He set the drink down for her and sat back down in his spot. For now he'd act like nothing happened upstairs, bit he could tell she had been crying and hard. He knew that face all too well. He caused that face too many times.

The roommates sat together, joking around about the music, and the dinner, making plans for roommate nights in the future, "Ooh maybe a party!?" Lilliana smiled, getting a little excited. "I'm fine with that." Scott said with a smile. Lilliana smiled mischievously, "Yeah but first we'll have to do a makeover night...You boys are a little too bad ass...I can't have you looking tougher then me." She jokingly flexed her muscles, although she didn't do it fully because she was more tone and muscular then she looked. Scott almost spit out some of the beer he had just taken a drink of. Lilliana laughed, "I know we've all had a few, but man are you getting a little drunk already?" She asked, well he had about 5 beers already and was on his 6th. Lilliana had 3 and was on her 4th. Scott was feeling a good buzz which meant he would stop very soon. He rarely ever allowed himself to get totally drunk, and it wasn't unless he knew there was no one and nothing that would piss him off. "And with that I think I'll call it...Anyone up for a movie? My classes are all evening classes tomorrow." He informed them, and stood up grabbing his plate off the table and walked over to the sink, rinsing his dish and put it in the dishwasher. 

Scott walked over to the tv, and knelt down, opening the cupboards and began to look at the movies stored below. Although they all had their own little compartments for the movies they had brought with, most of them had different tastes accept for a few movies.

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[DiamondHeart]

~*~Lilliana Marie Carter~*~

"I'm Blind!" Lilliana laughed softly, shooting Victor a cold glare. "Jerk." She said, lightly smacking him on the stomach. She rolled her eyes at him and turned to the table once again. She was actually having fun, though it was strange that it would be here of all places and with these people. Lilliana dished up a couple plates and handed one to Scott. She heard the sound of crashing coming from upstairs which made her shake her head just slightly, "So is this gonna be an everyday occurrence, or is this a one time occurrence?" She asked softly, and took a drink of her beer before digging into her fajita. She looked up at Scott when he spoke, "Not sure...We haven't been on much for speaking terms since...Yeah I'm not sure." This statement was a bit curious, but not totally unexpected from the way that the two had been acting with each other. "Holy Crap, who knew you could actually cook." Lilliana laughed softly at Scott's comment, "Very cute." She said flicking a small piece of pepper at him.

When the other twin emerged from upstairs and joined the group, no one said a word about the outburst. Lilliana placed a plate in front of the other female, and sat back taking another bite. The music continued to play which brought a small smile to Lilliana's lips. She took another drink of her beer and bobbed her head slightly, "We'll have to do this more often...Once a week, roommate night." She said holding out her beer as if to cheer the others. "Next week...Stir fry!" She said with a smile and took another drink. It would be fun to spend more time with her room mates. Getting to know them better.

After most everyone was done eating, Lilliana sat back. Although she had a few drinks, she wasn't feeling too buzzed. It wasn't a surprise to her, she may have been small in stature, but she had plenty of experience with drinking. The group was planning nights out, future plans, everything that was not normal to Lilliana. She had friends in the past years, but none that seemed this close. They all used her, and she used them, but this was different. "Ooh maybe a party!?" Lilliana smiled, getting a little excited. "I'm fine with that." Scott said with a smile. Lilliana smiled mischievously, "Yeah but first we'll have to do a makeover night...You boys are a little too bad ass...I can't have you looking tougher then me." She jokingly flexed her muscles, although she didn't do it fully because she was more tone and muscular then she looked. Scott almost spit out some of the beer he had just taken a drink of. Lilliana laughed, "I know we've all had a few, but man are you getting a little drunk already?" She asked, well he had about 5 beers already and was on his 6th. Lilliana had 3 and was on her 4th.

After Scott left the table ingot he living room, Lilliana rose from her chair and grabbed her plate and other empty dishes off the table, "You guys can go enjoy a movie, I'll clean up." She told them. She was used to cleaning up after everyone and she really didn't normally mind it since she never had anyone offer to help her in the past. Usually she was fine with people at least rinsing off their dishes as Scott had which was still more then she was used to. After rinsing off her plate and setting it in the dishwasher, Lilliana began to run the water to soak the cooking pans they had used.

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{{OOC}} Edited: October 5, oops'd a little....tried to get it back to the way it was as best I could....sorry.

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Trinity Carson McCalester

“You broke his spirit! See, girl? He can’t keep fighting with all the beatings he’s taken for you,” a man’s alcoholic breath filled her nose as she felt her face being pushed into Scott’s. Her twin was on the floor, hunched over in pain, bloody from the fight that the darkness had won. “He said he’d die for you, and he will,” the voice hissed playfully as it drifted in and out of her ears. Trinity threw herself down next to her brother and curled up against him. Although she knew he was injured, as a child she knew nothing more than getting closer to him would mean protection from the boogeyman above. Laying her head on his chest, she curled herself against his body, pressing as tightly as both their small forms could manage. “Don’t leave me alone, Scott,” she whispered as her mind swirled back to the reality of her bedroom.

Her tantrum now over, Trinity sat among shattered pieces of glass and some wood broken off furniture she had torn apart. Her forearms and legs were cut slightly and bleeding from the shards of glass on the mirror, but the cuts weren’t deep or threatening in any way. Rising to her feet, the female turned towards the last remaining shards of glass that inhabited the dresser circular center. What used to be a looking glass was now just a few pieces that Trinity could only slightly make out herself in. As she looked within the shards, her mind became aware just how smeared her makeup really was. And it wasn’t until she heard the others downstairs that she realized it was time for dinner, and time for her to come out of hiding. Rising to her feet, Trin moved across the hall and into the bathroom. Without shutting the door, she went ahead and washed off what blood remained on her skin, and washed off her remaining smears of makeup. Only after she reapplied the dark mascara and eyeliner did she return to her bedroom and change into a longer sleeved shirt that she made her way downstairs.

Entering the kitchen, she was greeted warmly by all, and none questioned the noises upstairs she knew they heard. They also didn’t bother her about the fact that they probably knew she was cut up and hurting inside because of so many dark emotions. Instead, they welcomed her as a person, as a friend, and they all sat together at the table. Scott left for several seconds to retrieve a drink for his sister. At first she was ready to bite him for handing her a beer, knowing full well he knew she was more of a mixed drink or wine person. Instead, she accepted the drink, and gave him a genuinely thankful smile. “Thank you, servant,” she smiled, her voice soft and uncertain in front of the others, but calmer than the conversation upstairs. For a good while, Trinity didn’t get involved in the conversation. She kept her heart away from them for as long as she could hold out, until the very end of the conversation.

“Maybe a party?” Liliana was saying, with Scott agreeing like the puppy he was. “First we’ll have to do a makeover night…You boys are a little too bad ass…I can’t have you looking tougher than me,” the female joked, to which Trinity’s ears perked up. Her eyes lit up like fireworks and she immediately jumped into the conversation without thinking that they could possibly shut her down. “I have some fun makeup we could use!” she gushed. “Some of the companies I used to work for gave a lot of theatrical makeup to me once I moved to a new job. I have a lot of professional makeup that we would have a lot of fun with.” Pausing, Trinity realized just how her brother was staring at her, or at least how she perceived him to be staring. “Shut up,” she heard in her mind, in Scott’s voice, though he hadn’t actually spoken. “I know we’ve all had a few, but man are you getting a little drunk already?” Lilliana was saying to the male twin.

Trinity smirked. “He’s a lightweight,” she admitted, although they all knew how untrue and joking that was. The female tilted her head as she looked at her brother, analyzing his emotions like she frequently tried to do. He was hit by the alcohol, but she knew how much he hated going above his limit. She knew a lot of that was the fear of their father burning inside him. He was fearful of what he could do, was capable of, and had done in the past while under the influence. Trinity reached under the table and touched her brother’s hand. While Lilliana was still talking, she looked at the boy gently. “You’re safe,” she whispered, before letting his hand go and leaving him be again.

At the end of dinner, Scott went to set up a movie, and Victor began clearing the table. Without being asked, Trinity took a spot next to Liliana. “Let me help ya. Be faster than you doing everything alone,” she smiled at the female, trying to relax and not run up the stairs like her feet wanted to. “Besides, I think throwing water at each other would be a fun way to pass the time. Or, when the boys get over here, douse them with the sink water and make a run for the roof.” Smiling, Trinity took a spot next to the right of the sink. Since there were two tubs, they could both share the water and get things done twice as fast. “If you do the dishes and rinse them, I’ll scrub out the pans,” she offered, taking a sponge and soaking it in soap. Rubbing her hands together, she lathered up the tool before running a bit of hot water over the pans to help loosen what was on them. She then set to work helping Liliana do the dishes.

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OOC; Excited to really pick things up xD I am so excited to plan with you

In the Darkside of the Gardens,

There is so much you find

The only thing you have to lose,

Is a little of your mind.

Come play in my Garden.

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Victor Matthew Vanquez

 “Jerk,” Liliana said, hitting the man on the stomach. He smiled, flexing his abs mockingly as she finished getting everything set up and getting them seated. It was a great dinner, especially when Trinity decided that she wanted to be part of the family that night. Victor jumped up as she came down and pulled her chair out for her as Scott got her a drink.

Confused, Trinity allowed both to do so, but questioned Victor’s motives with her eyes. He merely just smiled at all of them. “Finally Sleeping Beauty decided to join the lowly trolls in their Feast of Fiestas, on the Night of Room-mates Cove,” he smirked. Trinity narrowed her eyes at the male, and struck him gently upside the head. “Thank you, your majesty!” he swooned, ruffling her feathers as she sat at the table and drank with them.

He then turned his attention to Lilliana who was across the table from him. “My lovely wife, our children here request that we have this wonderful occasion at least once a week to maintain a strong family dinner bond.” He paused, waiting for Trinity or Lil to throw something at him, smiling at his own impish nature. “Stir fry sounds fantastic. And I can actually help cook that without being ordered around like a puppy!” he beamed, like he was proud of himself for his ability to help. He puffed out his chest in fake cockiness, causing Trinity to giggle slightly. She liked him for his personality and thought he’d eventually make a nice friend for her and her brother, but she was determined to eventually get over herself long enough to figure out what Lilli was about as well.

Victor ate and joined in the entirety of the conversation, laughing as Trinity offered to help with the makeover. “As long as I can have a cucumber mask and get my nails done, I’m all in!” he stated, shoving another bite into his mouth. It wasn’t until they were finished eating that Victor allowed Scott to go start to the TV. “Leave my Ipod alone, boy, or I’ll beat you with my shoe,” he called. Trinity tensed slightly, unsure if Scott would snap at the threat, being reminded of their father. “Please don’t,” she mouthed to the male by the TV, hoping he wouldn’t snap. As the females went to do dishes, Victor decided he’d be best help with clearing, so he took to clearing the table and setting it on the counters next to the girls, within reach.

After helping out and clearing the entire table, Victor went to help Scott with the TV. As the boys set up the movie, they waited for the girls to finish dishes before they all jumped on the couch together and snuggled in close to make room for everyone. Victor an Liliana sat together, and the man rested his arm on the back of the couch as he lounged contently as the opening credits began to roll. Trinity and Scott sat together, though their vibe was a bit more standoffish until about midway through the video. As Trinity allowed the events of the day to wash over her, she realized how exhausted she actually felt. Especially after the tantrum she had thrown earlier upstairs. It was long before she realized what she was doing before she leaned over and collapsed against Scott’s chest.

She was asleep before either of them could push her off and keep her on her side of the couch. Victor patted his chest for Lilliana, grinning. He moved his head to the side, smirking. “Don’t hit me,” he grinned to the girl though the offer was a genuine one. He wasn’t trying to lure her into anything she didn’t want, but he was by no means going to push her away from relaxing against him. They were roommates, after all. Eventually they had to get used to each other. It wasn’t until the movie was over that Victor decided it was time for bed. Although he had an early start in the morning for the gym, he had a mind to stay up later. Knowing better, he stood up and stretched slowly. “All right, loves, time for Prince Charming to hit the hay. Scott-tape, if you want to join me at the gym in the morning, I’ll be leaving about 5:30 to head out. You’re more than welcome to join me and the boys of steel to rip iron,” he stated, before heading upstairs to pass out for the day ahead.

[DiamondHeart]

~Scott McCalester~

Scott laughed sarcastically at his sister's comment about having makeup to use for makeover on the two males. He knew she was joking, and it was nice that she was starting at least to act like she would get along better here. "Very cute..." Scott said shaking his head just a little. When his sister took his hand under the table it startled him. He nodded to her and gave a cool wink, clicking his tongue softly. So she didn't hate him after all. This helped to chip away just a small piece of the barrier between them. Maybe it wasn't too late for them to be close again like they were when they were kids.

Scott took a deep breathe when he heard the threat. He knew it was a joke, but it was almost too hard to just simply ignore. He looked back and saw his sister mother, and he nodded softly, then laughed softly, "I bet my shoes would hurt more then yours." He commented back to the other male teasing him right back. Scott turned back to the Movies, picking one out finally, and set it up on top of the stereo sound system. He stood up, and set the TV up so it was on the stereo and DVD inputs. He sighed in relief, it was nice to do something constructive, even if it was something so small.

When Victor joined him after helping to clean up, Scott smirked,  "Thanks." Scott said plainly, thanking the other male for being kind to his sister. He wouldn't say anything more not wanting to appear 'weak' in anyway at all. Scott did know how to appreciate it when a person showed either himself or his sister kindness. "Alright, just waiting for the ladies." He looked back at his sister,  "I know you're plotting!" He yelled back at her through the two rooms. He knew she was mischievous, it was part of their charm. 

When the girls finally joined out in the living room to watch the movie, the group sat down together almost like a family. It was a nice change of pace from what Scott and Trinity were used to growing up. When his sister began to fell asleep, Scott just let her relax on his chest. He placed his hand gently on her head and stroked her hair softly. He closed his own eyes remembering back to when they were little, the last time they sat like this.

"It's ok Trin..." Scott held onto his sitter, her head against his chest. The sound of their parents yelling downstairs broke through the shut door. He could hear his mom crying even though it was a floor below, plates crashing, glass breaking all over. It was the same old thing, every couple nights it would go back to the same routine. The next day their father would apologize and their mother would take him back. It was the same old thing. Scott sat, holding his sister in his arms, her faces buried in his chest, tear filling both their eyes.

Scott opened his eyes, hearing the ending credits playing through. He looked over at Lilliana and Victor, Lilliana resting on Victor almost asleep herself, but when she noticed Scott saw her, she quickly sat up. Scott smiled and looked down at his sister who was completely passed out. He looked at the other male as he asked about going to the gym in the morning. Honestly he had never had anyone to work out with, actually he had his own gym set up in the basement of his old home. After taking a moment to assess the question he nodded, "Yeah man I'll go." He said, then thought for a moment, "Scott-tape?" He questioned softly to himself and just shook off the odd new nickname. He looked at Lilliana who had a little smile playing on her lips, "Not a word about that nickname to Trin...She'd never let me live that down." He stood up slowly, placing his sisters head gently on the couch, then held a hand out to Lilliana to help her stand up. He smiled mischievously, "So you two looked pretty cozy." He teased her with a little wink, and flexed his shoulder as she punched. "Ooh I hit a nerve." He laughed, and then moved and picked his sister up from the couch. Lilliana just rolled her eyes, "Jackass..." She said and walked out of the living room and made her way upstairs.

The male twin carried his sister up the stairs and opened the door to her room. He sighed softly, seeing some glass and other broken pieces of furniture on the floor. He set her on the bed, and covered her with the blankets, then knelt down to the ground and grabbed the garbage can and began to pick up pieces of mirror and furniture. It wasn't long before Scott had all the large pieces picked up. He would have to vacuum in the morning when she was in class if she didn't clean up herself. Having picked up as much as he could off the floor and dresser, Scott took the full bag and tied it, placing it in the hall to throw in the garbage bin later. He put a new bag in the garbage and walked over to the bed, leaning down, and kissed his sister on the cheek. He then walked to his room and laid down, closing his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

5 a.m. rolled around quickly and Scott rolled over in his bed, turning off the alarm on his cell phone. He sighed softly and sat up in his bed, walking over to his dresser. He grabbed out a pair of long gym shorts and a black beater shirt. After placing those into a gym bag, he reach down and grabbed his tennis shoes and slipped them on. It seemed so early and yet he should have been used to being up at this time in the morning since his hot-wiring 'hours of operation' were 11pm to 5am. So many people slept at that time. Now however, Scott was used to being in bed by 10 and waking up at 6am. Scott made his way down stairs,wearing a pair of old beat up jeans and a baggy gray zip up hoody. He waited patiently now for Victor, the time was now 5:25am.

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[DiamondHeart]

~*~Lilliana Marie Carter~*~

Lilliana looked at the female twin who approached to help her clean the dishes. She laughed a little at the thought of teasing the boys and dousing them with water, "Hmm sounds simple devious." She said with a soft chuckle, "But I think I like the first idea better." She said flicking the water from her finger over at Trinity. She laughed a little more, "Oh yes thats the stuff." She smiled, going back to washing the dishes. She was actually having fun. It had been ages since she could just relax and enjoy her time in one place.

After the two girls finished dishes, Lilliana took one of Trinity's arms in hers and walked out into the living room, "Oh boy, hope you  boys haven't picked anything too scary." She joked and let go of the other females arm, sitting herself down on the couch next to Victor. The movie didn't play for long before Lilliana noticed Trinity curling up to fall asleep. Lilliana smiled, it was nice to see her roommate finally becoming comfortable enough to let her guard down just enough to relax so much. When she looked back at Victor she saw him motioning that she could relax against him and she rolled her eyes a little, but a smile was brought to her face with his comment, "Don't hit me," Followed by a grin. She looked away for a second, blushing a little. She was definitely happy that it was dark otherwise he'd make fun of her for blushing.

It didn't take long of course before Lilliana herself felt a bit tired and pulled her legs up onto the couch, and slowly leaned over, putting her head on Victor's chest and relaxed. He was so warm she could help but sigh softly and relax even more. It was strange to be this close to a guy without him having an ulterior motive. It was nice for this change of pace. Not that Lilliana would have complained in the past if Victor had made a move, he was just the kind of guy Lilliana would have gone after. However without the same old expectations, she could see herself possibly getting close to him as a friend, same with her other two roommates.

After the movie finished, she looked over to see that Scott had noticed her cuddled up to Victor. She sat up quickly and stretched nonchalantly. She shot Scott a glare and stood up, rearranging the pillows on the couch to the way they were before they started the movie. When Victor went up to his room, Lilliana just rolled her eyes at Scott teasing her. "Jackass." She sneered and walked upstairs to her room, crawling in bed and shut her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

"Come on Lilliana, don't act like that..." A man grabbed her arm and pulled Lilliana back to him. "You know you don't really want to leave me." He smiled putting his hand on the back of her head and pulled her head close till their faces were inches from each other. "Let me go Michael...I'm not staying here." She put her hands against his chest in an attempt to push him back, but the man just continued to hold her close. "I'm not letting you leave...Even if it kills us both...you won't leave me." Lilliana's eyes filled with hate and fear as the man's eyes filled with rage as well. "You can't threaten me anymore...I gave up on this long ago...I never started to believe in this." She admitted remembering back to the she met him and he took everything from her. "Now get off of me." She pushed him and he let go which surprised Lilliana. He would do something, but what? As Lilliana walked toward the front door, the man grabbed her arm again, forcing her to the ground and climbed on top of her.

Lilliana's nightmare plagued her with the memories of her past just flooding in, only bits and pieces from that last night with Michael filled her mind. The last thing she remembered clearly was laying on her side, covers pulled over her chest, one arm out of the covers, holding them tightly. Michael brushed his fingers lightly against her arm, sending shivers down her spine and he whispered in her ear, "I'll always find you...I love you too much to let you go." Lilliana clenched the blankets tighter with every touch. She pretended to fall asleep, then once Michael had finally passed out, she slipped out of the bed carefully as to not wake him and put on some clothes then walked out the front door of the house. Could she be free? If she only became someone else then maybe he couldn't follow her.

Lilliana woke to the sound of foot steps which caused her to grip her blankets after the dream she had just had. She released the covers, sing it was 5:20am, so it was just Scott and Victor. She breathed a sigh of relief and laid back in her bed, closing her eyes. After about a hour and a half, Lilliana sat up in her bed after waking up, ready for the day. Lilliana walked ingot he bathroom, running her fingers through her hair. She sighed softly, the dirty blonde roots had begun to peek through. She blinked her eyes watching as the contact lenses flashed away from her natural icy blue irises, and moved back into position, turning them back into their unnaturally brown color. Her dream reminded her why she could never be herself again, or at least why she could never look like herself again. The pretty little nerdy orphan girl. She grabbed her contact case out of her make up bag from a side pocket. She took her contacts out and placed them in the solution. She sighed softly, and moved to lock the door. Unfortunately, the lock didn't work. "Crap...really?" She asked softly. She grumbled softly and wrapped a towel around herself, and turned on the shower before undressing and put her clothes in her laundry basket. "Well the boys shouldn't be home for a while...I hope...and Trinity is a girl so..." She shook her head and placed her towel on the counter, and climbed in the shower. She closed her eyes, feeling the water run down her body. If only she could wash away her disguise and just be herself again. Michael was the one who really got her into being a con artist, or at least the need to get away from him.

"I told you I'd always find you." Lilliana froze hearing that familiar voice whisper in her ear. She turned around to see Michael's face. He just smiled at her with that same old smile she loved once, but had come to hate, "How the hell did you find me?" She asked him. Michael just smiled and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Your hair...your eyes..." He leaned in close and whispered to her, "I know everything about you." Michael stepped back as another man tapped his shoulder, "Can't you see I'm talking to the lady." Michael looked back at the man who was surprisingly larger then him. "This guy bugging you Lilli?" The larger man asked, his voice deep, and surprisingly enough in itself was intimidating, "Yeah Roger...Could you help me out here?" She asked. Michael glared back at her and reached for her, but was pulled away by Roger who punched him in the face, and with one hit knocked him out. "So who is he Lilli?" Roger asked. Lilliana looked at Roger and just shook her head, "Trouble...Does your sister have an opening?" She asked him. Roger nodded, "I'm sure she does for you...Need a new look?" Lilliana nodded, "I guess so..."

Lilliana snapped back to reality, feeling the water had begun to grow a little colder, which told her she had been on auto pilot in the shower for close to 45 minutes. She sighed softly, and turned the water off. She stepped out of the shower without thinking and grabbed her towel. She stopped as she heard the doorknob turn, and quickly she pulled her towel over herself.

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[xxLostChildrenxx]

Trinity Carson McCalester

“Scotty, when we grow up, I wanna get married,” “But, Trin, we’re brother and sister. We can’t,” “But you’re my brother. You’re the only boy I want in my life,” crashes downstairs were heard and the female curled up against her brother tighter. Safe from the world, she remained hidden from her parents downstairs, hearing the crashing and the screams of their mother. The mother who left them. Abandoned them for a father who pretended to care when it pleased him. “Gonna wrap my arms around my Daddy’s neck and tell him that I’ve missed. Tell him all about the woman I’ve became, and hope that it pleased him. So much I wanna say, so much I wanted you to know…when I finally make it home…” her tiny voice sang in a whisper, her body shaking as tears spilled over her cheeks and she clung to the safety of Scott’s body. He didn’t let her go. And never did since.

Trinity’s eyes fluttered open the next morning, staring blankly up to the ceiling with a sleepy glaze in her eye. Still a bit out of it, she sat up slowly and looked around her bedroom. Pieces of glass still remained, and the dresser reminded her of her fit the night before. The only difference was that the larger pieces that had cut her arms were no longer in the room. Looking around in confusion, it took a moment for the female to register what must have happened. Scott had to have carried her upstairs. He could still pick her up? Tilting her head slightly to assess her own thoughts, Trinity pushed her feet off the bed and pulled herself onto her feet. Stepping lightly over whatever glass was around, she got out of the clothes she had worn the night before, and put on a tank top and capri shorts. Putting her own clothes in the hamper she had bought at the local Wal-mart, the female then made her bed. The last thing she did in her room was check the time. Seven o’ nine. Where was everyone? Stepping lightly over glass and whatever else was hiding on the floor, Trinity made her way out of the bedroom, and looked back and forth down the empty hall.

“Scott?” she mouthed, though her voice failed to escape her throat. “Victor?” Looking towards the other’s rooms, she decided against going to open doors. Trinity was a sucker for horror movies, but any uneasy feeling she got, she contributed to a serial killer being around. Instead of going to look for the danger, she made her way downstairs, expecting to hear or see anything. Even bloody footprints. When nothing unusual seemed to be going on, Trinity sat at the table, drumming her fingers on the wood. Where did everyone go? She hadn’t heard the shower run, and was unsure where the gang had gotten off to. Class? Maybe? The female gave a small sigh and looked around the kitchen. Ah, right, dishes.

Forcing herself back up, she made her way over to the dishwasher and pulled it open. There they were. All ready for her to put them away. Slowly, almost as though she dreaded the thought, Trinity put dishes one by one into their proper place around the kitchen. After she finished, she also went ahead and loaded what dishes were around the sink from that morning or late the night before, whichever. Wiping off the counters with a wash cloth, Trinity finished up before grabbing a cup of yogurt from the fridge. She ate quickly, walking around the kitchen slowly, pacing more so as she ate. It wasn’t until she was finished that she put the spoon in the dishwasher, and threw away the plastic cup. Then, and only then, did she go back upstairs, go to the hallway closet, pull out the vacuum cleaner, and drag it to her room.

Once inside, she shut the door, plugged in the machine, and began vacuuming up all the little pieces of class she really didn’t want to mess with. It took a good ten minutes to get the room where she wanted it, as she picked up clothing and other debris as she went. Finally, switching off the stupid thing, she wound up the cord and moved it back to the closet outside. There. Now Scott or Victor or Lilliana didn’t have to worry about her room. She could take care of it by herself. She was a big girl. Afterwards, Trinity went back in, cleaned up the room a bit, and grabbed her bag. She wasn’t going to worry about makeup that morning, because flirting with anyone didn’t much matter to her, and proceeded to go to class. Hours past. Long, boring, stupid hours, until finally she was able to make her way back home. Throwing herself in the door happily, she walked in, expecting to see everyone in the kitchen like they normally were.

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In the Darkside of the Gardens,

There is so much you find

The only thing you have to lose,

Is a little of your mind.

Come play in my Garden.

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Victor Matthew Vanquez

 Victor relaxed against the couch contently against the couch, and lay his arm over Lilliana’s shoulder as she finally decided to lay on him. He watched the movie silently, though his mind remained focused on the female against him. He smiled happily and snuggled into the couch, as the movie dragged on. Although it was a fairly long film, it seemed to go by rather fast with the girl against him.

All too soon, the credits were rolling, and Lilli was off of him and stretching for bed. Victor smirked at Scott’s complaining, though he shrugged his own shoulders. “No, Scott-tape is your name now. Trinity will love it,” he encouraged, before tussling the boy’s hair teasingly.

After receiving confirmation that Scott would go with him the next day, Victor nodded and headed off to bed, taking the stairs two at a time. He took off his poncho and sombrero in his room, tossing them onto a chair in the corner before taking off his clothes and stripping to his boxers. After crawling into bed, he was rather fast about falling asleep. Early the next morning he woke up, a bit before 5 a.m. Crawling off the bed and trudging around to get ready, Victor didn’t really focus much as he got dressed and tried to get his hair to lower onto his scalp like a normal hairdo. It was just before 5:30 when he made his way downstairs, and he greeting his roommate with a slight wave. “I’ll drive, if you’d like,” he offered as he grabbed a protein bar from the pantry and tore it open with his teeth. Grabbing a bottled water from the fridge, he fished into his pocket for the keys to his car.

“All right, let’s truck out,” he said, moving towards the door and exiting the house. As they made their way to the parking lot and into his red sports car, Victor turned up the radio’s rap station. As they drove, Victor looked sideways to the male beside him. “Tell me about you and your sister,” he offered gently. “She really seems to have a lot of pain locked up inside. Her tantrum last night was rough, huh? All that smashing wasn’t just a few minor bumps and bruises, hm?” He turned his attention back to the road. “Reason I ask, so you don’t get mad, is I had a best friend who I considered a little sister. She killed herself before I could get to her to help her. I don’t want anything to happen to Trinity because of a wall between the two of you,” he stated, slowing down the car to stop at a red light.

He looked back at the male. “She’s a beautiful woman. Don’t let her get broken,” He remained silent until they arrived at the gym, and exited the car before walking towards the front entrance. As the other male joined him, he clicked the lock on his keys and walked inside. The two began their gym adventure with some cardio work first, staying silent during the duration of their warm up exercise. It wasn’t until they went for the weights that they heard a male’s voice behind them. “You two getting in shape, or just on a date?” Victor spun around to face the male that Scott had beaten up the day before. Victor, of course, didn’t know this, but narrowed his eyes anyway. “We’re actually on our honeymoon, thank you very much,” he reported, crossing his arms. “Honey Boo Boo and I are on a romantic getaway. Were you hoping to join?”

The male just laughed, sitting next to them to do some weights as well. He began talking to Victor like an old friend, just chatting and hanging out while they worked. Mid-way through the conversation, the conversation turned to the weekend. “What are you guys doing this weekend?” Victor shrugged. “Nothing I know of. Scott and his sister just settled in so we haven’t really made epic plans to do anything. Why, what are you doing?” It was then that the male began to explain about a circus in town that was coming for only that weekend.

“We’re going Friday night on opening night. Stacy, my fuck buddy, and I are going to check it out. The fliers for it looked interesting enough, so we wanted to go get some fair food and some cheap beer. Scott, you should let me take your sister out sometime,” he stated. Victor glanced at his roommate, knowing how quickly he was going to get upset. Stepping in fast, Victor shook his head. “Hey now, no need to stake claim to the girl. Good luck catching her. She’s like a rabbit. Fast and hard to get a hold of,” he stated, the male just shrugged his shoulders.

“You should go sometime,” he said, as Victor and Scott stood up. Victor nodded to the door. “We gotta head out. Class in about an hour,” he stated, taking Scott by the shirt and dragging him towards the exit. The ride home was more silent, but Victor wanted to avoid any more fist fights. As they returned home about 7:30, Victor returned to his bedroom to change out of his work out clothes.

[DiamondHeart]

~Scott McCalester~

Scott shrugged when the other male offered to drive, "Yeah sure, we're going to the same place so it's all good to me man." The younger male looked at the older as the two walked out to the car. He sighed softly to himself, mostly as a yawn to wake up. It was a bit quiet at first other then the rap music which was actually pretty nice. Scott closed his eyes for a moment and began to relax until he heard the other male's voice break the silence. “Tell me about you and your sister,”

"I don’t want anything to happen to Trinity because of a wall between the two of you," The kind inquiring of the other male made Scott sit up straight, "Look I appreciate you wanting to help out...But it'll take a lot long then one car ride to tell you everything that's happened with Trin and I." He looked out the window, "We were put through a lot and all I care about is keeping her safe." Scott sighed softly hearing Victor continue, “She’s a beautiful woman. Don’t let her get broken,” Scott took a deep breathe holding himself from getting frustrated, "We're already broken...both of us." Once the car pulled to a stop, Scott unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

Upon entering the gym, Scott was relieved to see it was pretty empty. First Scott went into the locker room and placed his gym bag in a locker. After their warm up, Scott laid down on the bench. He began lifting the weights, starting at a light weight of 200 lbs. Scott stopped and set the bar back when he heard a familiar voice. He heard Victor joke around and took a deep breathe. He grabbed the bar again and began to work again, asking Victor to put on another 50 lbs. This still wasn't a hard weight to bare by any means, but it was good to build up rather then just go right in.

After a little bit of joking around, the other male mentioned going to a circus that was in town for the weekend. "Sounds thrilling." Scott said in a rather unamused tone. He never really liked circuses when he was a kid either. It may have been childish to be afraid of clowns, but when your drunk father dressed up like one once a week and came in to scare you in your bed, clowns wouldn't be at the top of your list of fun people to hang out with. Scott stood up from the leg press machine he had been working on and looked at the other student as he mentioned his sister. He clenched his fist but was blocked by his roommate who had probably seen the look in Scott's eye. "Cute..." He said coldly, the other male student shrugged looking sheepish, brushing his hand against the stitches on his face. Scott just winked back. "I'd be more then happy to continue that discussion anytime man." He said calmly, then turned back to the leg press machine, working on 300 lbs. 

Scott followed Victor out of the gym and to the car, "Thanks man." Was all he could say the the other male, regarding him stepping in-between Scott and the other student. "So...What do you think of Lilli...you seemed pretty comfy with her last night." He said with a smirk playing on his lips. "She seems like...A good person." He chuckled to himself, "If you could get her past those games she plays and the front she seems to put up." Scott was simply inquiring of his male roommate to see what his response would be.

Once they reached the house, Scott grabbed his gym bag and walked into the house. As soon as he got inside he went up stairs and set his bag in his room and grabbed a change of clothes for the day and walked to the bathroom. He placed his hand on the knob and began to open the door, but stopped when he heard the sound of someone clearing their throat on the other side of the door, "Oh sorry, is that you Trin?" He asked, letting go of the doorknob. "No dill hole. Pretty sure she's off to class already." Scott chuckled at himself hearing Lilliana's voice, "So um....Why isn't the door locked?" He asked her, jiggling the handle on the slightly opened door. "The lock is broken....I thought you guys would be at the gym for a while. What time is it?" Lilliana asked. Scott looked at his watch, "7:30." He responded and stepped back as Lilliana opened the door. She was in her bra and underwear, hair wrapped up in a towel. "Not the greeting I was expecting." He said, looking away. "You boys got back sooner then I thought." Lilliana told him as she walked out of the bathroom. "Sorry." Scott said softly and stepped into the bathroom and shut the door.

Scott popped the lock on the door, it had just been stuck really bad. "And fixed." He said softly, then closed the door and started the water running. He didn't take a long shower, but it felt nice with the cool water running down, his muscles would be sore later. After showering and changing, Scott made his way out of the house, and off to class, another short day thankfully. When all was said and done, Scott headed home, he had't seen his sister all day and was wondering if she'd be home already or not. As he entered the house, he noticed his sister had just arrived, "Hey there." He said with a warm smile, hoping she was in a better mood like last night.

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[DiamondHeart]

~*~Lilliana Marie Carter~*~

Lilliana cleared her throat as the bathroom door knob turned, then heard Scott's voice call, "Oh sorry, is that you Trin?" The female sighed and rolled her eyes, but took care to respond quickly so the male did not enter the bathroom and see her, "No dill hole. Pretty sure she's off to class already." Lilliana quickly dried off enough to be able to put her underwear on, and wrapped her soaking hair in her towel. She heard Scott, but not completely until he jiggled the doorknob. "The lock is broken....I thought you guys would be at the gym for a while. What time is it?" She sighed softly and opened the door. When he reacted to seeing her attire she felt like smacking him upside the head, but at the same time she knew he was trying to be a gentlemen. "You boys got back sooner then I thought." She told him and walked quickly out of the bathroom and down the hall to her room.

Lilliana had moved so quickly down the hall that she almost ran into Victor when he walked to his room, "S-sorry." She said, looking up at him. She had decided to put in her clear contacts in rather then the colored ones. So, for the first time since they met her, her eyes would be blue not brown. Lilliana quickly looked away and laughed a little then ran to her room, "Sorry again...." She yelled back to him as she shut her bedroom door. She closed her eyes and leaned against her bedroom door, taking a couple deep breathes. 'Hold yourself together Lil...no games, just honesty...Geez how hard can this be?' She thought to herself, then moved to her dresser. She pulled out a favorite outfit and applied her makeup just right.

The young woman walked out of her bedroom and made her way down stairs slinging her backpack over her shoulder. She walked outside and over to her bike, locking the front door since the boys had both seemed to have left for class already. Lilliana opened the saddle bag on the back of her bike and put her backpack inside. She kicked her leg over the bike and put her helmet over her head. Wind rushed past the motorcycle as it cruised down the road to the school.

Lilliana parked the bike, pushed herself off, and pulled her backpack out of the saddle bag. Walking up the steps of the school, the female heard a few cat calls which just made her roll her eyes under her sunglasses. This wasn't even the 'sexiest' wardrobe she had, actually this was probably the most modest outfit she had. Actually, as Lilli knew, it was her curves and at this school, her 'bad ass' attitude. In reality, it was the front she put on, although this outfit and taking out her colored contacts was probably the most real she had been in ages.

In her first class of the day, Lilliana sat in the choir room, looking over her music books. She was a little early, which wasn't odd for her when she was actually passionate. The young woman would once in a while glance up at the piano on stage, and looked at the clock. She had 30 minutes before class, and still no one had entered the room. Lilliana took a deep breath and stood up, setting her books in her bag on the floor at her seat and walked over to the piano, sliding her fingers across the smooth black surface. She smiled lightly and sat on the bench, slowly opening the keys. How could she resist such a beautiful piece of craftsmanship. Lilliana closed her eyes and began to lightly play the keys on the piano, just an old melody that played in her memories. After a few minutes she heard the classroom door close and someone cleared their throat. "Oh." Lilliana looked to the door seeing a rather stern looking man standing at the door, "I am so sorry." The female rose to her feet, and began down the steps from the stage, and was stopped at the bottom by the stern looking man, "You play...beautifully." He said with a kind smile. Lilliana nodded, "Thank you." She said, then walked to her seat and listened as other students walked in and took their seats.

After choir, Lilliana left the room rather quickly and made her way down the hall to her theater class. She could see the doors, she was almost there. Soon her dreams of not being noticed were crushed when an arm rose in front of her. The hand was planted on the wall. Lilliana allowed her eyes to trail back to the point of origin, and the face surprised her, "Hey pretty lady." The man was smiling, his jaw moving, chewing a piece of peppermint gum obnoxiously. "Get out of my face." Lilliana spoke sternly and the grin just grew wider as the man put his other hand up on the wall not he other side of Lilliana's body. "Oh come on now...Your a good looking girl...I'm a good looking guy...I think we could find something more fun to do with our time." He continued to chew his gum. The young woman stared up at the man with her icy blue eyes and smiled back, "Well if you say so...I guess I have no other choice." The man just smiled getting a victorious look on his face. Lilliana smiled back, but instead of doing what he expected and leaning into him, Lilliana very quickly slammed her hand into his throat, and covered his mouth so the gum didn't fly into her face. The man stumbled back, holding his throat. The young woman simply smoothed out her shirt and cleared her throat. A couple people looked on, Lilliana simply grabbed her nag and threw it over her shoulder again and walked off toward class. "Screw you bitch...I'll get you back." Lilliana was able t make it to her class without further incident.

Once class was over, Lilliana made her way out to her bike, only to find the headlight smashed in and tires slashed. "Cute...How adult of you." She said softly, running her fingers through her hair. This would turn out to be a long day. The female sat down on a bench under a large oak tree and pulled out her cell phone. "Oh no! Your poor bike, what happened? Ooh it looks like you maybe pissed off the wrong person...Huh tough girl." Lilliana sighed and cracked her neck, not bothering to look up, she already knew it was the guy from in the hallway. "Hmm...That's really bad...How ever will I get home?" She asked, acting sarcastically like a scared little girl. The young woman continued with her phone until the man stepped in front of her and placed his hand on the screen. "Remove your hand." Lilliana spoke coldly, not amused by the man's advances. She looked up, his face only inches from hers. "Or what?" He asked with a grin.

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{{OOC}} Her outfit -->    Her Motorcycle -->

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Trinity Carson McCalester

They weren’t there. They had never been there. Eyes of disappointment cast upon the now menacing kitchen, and Trinity allowed the one place of salvation to die in front of her eyes. They weren’t there. They had never been there. They had never cared. “Neither did I,” her father’s voice echoed in her ear. Trinity put on hand to the countertops and remained in a propped position until she heard a voice behind her. “Hey there,” the female turned around, expecting to see her brother. Instead, she saw the man that had hurt them both all those years. Their father grinned back at her, and caused whatever mental relapse to manifest into hatred and desperation. It would have been easy to kill their father right there. Take a beer bottle, smash it and cut his throat. Or, strangle him. Hit him. Bash his head into the TV until he stopped moving. Trinity, however, couldn’t muster up the strength to attack. His words continued to sting.

Trinity blinked several times until the aspiration faded and her brother’s form returned to view. She relaxed slightly, though the hardness in her eyes remained. “Hey, Scott,” she stated curtly. “Where’ve you been?” she inquired, turning her back on him once more in order to settle herself down from the mirage. Honestly, she fully expected to find out he was with another girl. Sleeping with someone and totally moving on with his life. He would, she knew. Eventually. Find a girl, settle down, get married, have kids, and her twin would forever be lost in the world. Days full of commuting, dirty noses and bath times. She moved to the pantry and pulled out a cylinder container of oatmeal. As she began preparing it for breakfast, she offered to make a bowl for Scott.
“Can we go out this weekend?” she asked suddenly, her back still turned to the male behind her. Her voice was nothing more than a question, with no emphasis on her emotion whatsoever. “I’m getting restless staring at these four walls day in and day out. It’ll never be home,” she informed the male, though still not doing anything more than continue to prepare the meal in front of them. Without exactly waiting for an answer, she finished up the oatmeal and allowed it to heat up, sitting on the countertop facing her brother now.

“I’d like to go out somewhere,” she repeated. “Even if you don’t want to go, I think I’m going to go find something to do around this God-forsaken town. Anything works anymore. Since they dragged me out of my hideout in the dump, I’ve been restless to get back. At least there I was alone and didn’t share space with anyone I wasn’t sleeping with.” She smiled, knowing Scott wouldn’t be able to help but realize his sister had sex just as he did. He knew, but now he had to face it. “That, or,” she continued, “I’m running away and going home. Going screaming down the street or somethin’. Anything is better than routine day in and day out.”

Turning back to the stove, she stirred the oatmeal a few times before finally splitting it between two bowls. One for her, one for dummy. “This is why I could never be a parent,” she muttered under her breath, before handing the boy one of the bowls. Sitting down at the table, she ate hers for a few minutes quietly. “Scott?” she asked, in between chewing. Her eyes were cast off in a day dream as she spoke, gathering her thoughts as she went along. “Never mind,” she stated, downing her oatmeal as quickly as she could, as to avoid any more confrontation. Putting her walls back up as she did the dishes, Trinity took of for her room and barricaded herself inside. She was determined this is where she would bunk for the remainder of the day.

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In the Darkside of the Gardens,

There is so much you find

The only thing you have to lose,

Is a little of your mind.

Come play in my Garden.

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Victor Matthew Vanquez

 After changing for the day, Victor went an showered well after Scott had finished. Washing off any memories or thoughts he had, the male quickly exited and dried off. Clothing himself in a nice button down shirt and long jeans before leaving the bathroom and shaking out his hair in the hall.

Combing his fingers through his mop of hair, Victor headed downstairs to leave for class. Seeing the siblings sharing breakfast, he patting Scott on the shoulder to say goodbye, although verbally stating it to Trinity. The female just ignored him, which was probably a good sign. At least she still had emotion and wasn’t all lovey-dovey now. “Bye, Scott-ta--” cutting himself off, Victor bounded for the door. Having almost had a nickname slip up, he know the boy would kill him right there in front of his sister if he had actually uttered those words. “Never mind! Bye!” he gushed, laughing as he floated out the door and down the hall, to the parking lot.

Victor walked himself the few miles to the college building, not wanting to waste gas, knowing he could easily walk. That was a complete lie. He wanted to take his time getting to class, and maybe see some girls along the way. This was part of his daily work out. Chasing girls around campus. Victor smirked at his own thoughts as he rounded the last corner to campus and stepped onto the sidewalk that would lead him to the main buildings, and his class. After attending a boring history lecture, the male returned outside to relax. He heard Lilliana’s voice long before he saw her, and it was only with minor scanning of the courtyard that he locked onto the target. Her voice had been more upset or annoyed, and was not all that hard to track down now that he was used to his room mate’s sense of self.

A male was hovering over her at the moment, and the look on the girl’s face said the entire story. As ticked as he was, Victor was going to play it smart and merely observe. Making his way over, he remained out of sight and mind of both parties, listening closely to the conversation at hand. “Remove your hand, Liliana was ordering, the stupid male having his hand over the screen of her phone. “Or what?” he challenged back, a lust in his eye that Victor was about to lose his mind about. Like a rabid dog, he approached silently. Placing a heavy hand on the other’s shoulder, he caused the male to turn around. “Or this,” he stated casually, his fist colliding with the male’s face long before the male knew what was coming.

As he slunched over in pain and surprise of the attack, Victor took Liliana by the hand, pulled her in by the waist, and just simply walked in the opposite direction. “Don’t look back. Don’t speak. Don’t fight, just walk,” he ordered gently, moving her away from the situation. It wasn’t until they heard a voice behind them again that Victor released his grip on the woman to face the idiot male one more time. “Cheap shot for a cheap guy,” the other male was stating, obviously ruffled from the attack. “You pansy can’t have a real fight,” he hissed. Victor merely smiled, holding his hands up in a fighting stance. “Let’s dance, pretty boy,” he replied, raising up to the balls of his feet. As the male came in at him, Vicotr effortlessly moved to the side.

Allowing Mr. Show Off to continue his swing inward, Victor merely had to elbow the male in the back in order to bring him down. Once he was on the floor, Victor made a point to step on his back and over, before taking Liliana by the arm again. “Now, let’s go,” he stated, leading her away from the male an the entire situation.

[DiamondHeart]

~Scott McCalester~

"Hey, Scott" Scott looked at his sister raising his eyebrow at her curt response, "Um...you alright?" The young man looked at his twin curiously, "Did I do something to piss you off?" He watched her closely, and listen closely to the tone of her voice as she opened her mouth to speak again, "Where've you been?" Something was bothering her, but he knew she would never tell him what it was.  "Class." Scott said plainly, and followed his sister to the kitchen. “Can we go out this weekend?” Scott sat down at the table, looking at his sister, reading her body language, “I’m getting restless staring at these four walls day in and day out. It’ll never be home,” Scott fully understood how his sister felt, but at the same time her words hurt, because she was here with him, the only family that stuck by her. She would never feel comfortable anywhere, not enough to call it home, "Yeah...I got ya." He spoke calmly and looked down at the table, then back to his sister as she sat on the countertop. "...At least there I was alone and didn’t share space with anyone I wasn’t sleeping with.” Scott knew this was his sister's attempt to piss him off which almost made him laugh, "Yeah...and at least there you never had to hear me and Courtney." Scott teased his sister, knowing fully well about his sister escapades, and knowing how much she despised his on and off high school girlfriend. "Man she was something else." He sighed, almost romanticizing the memories, although as he thought about it now, that girl was insane.

“This is why I could never be a parent,” Scott heard Trinity mutter under her breathe as she handed him a bowl of oatmeal, "At least its better than the time a burned ramen noodles." He laughed softly, taking a bite of the oatmeal.  "Much better." With that he scarfed thee oatmeal in no time. "Scott?" He heard his sister's soft voice. As he opened his mouth to respond, he heard his sister's voice again, "Never mind." She spoke too quickly for him to respond, and downed her oatmeal, then went to her room. With a sighed Scott finished his oatmeal, put the bowl in the sink and let the water run, soaking the bowl. Once the bowl was full of water, Scott turned off the water and made his way up the stairs.

Scott looked at the closed door to his sister's room, "Trin..." He said softly, leaning up against the wall, and knocked gently on her bedroom door, "There's a circus in town this weekend." He said, proposing this as a possibility for something to do to get out of the house. His sister probably knew how much he hated circus', and how much he would have hated the idea, but he would go to make her happy. "We could go...I guess there's a whole group from school going out there." He sighed softly taking in a deep breathe, clenching his jaw a little as he spoke, "It may be fun." He felt his whole body tense a little, then he made himself relax, "You could get a big bag of cotton candy like when we were kids and mom brought us to the theme park." He said, hoping his sister would remember the happy time. "It can't be as bad as the town block party they tried to throw when we were 8." He chuckled softly, the block party had been a total flop, and for once it wasn't due to his parents fighting or anything.

"Trin" The male twin spoke, putting is hand on her door. "Talk to me Trin." Scott whispered, knowing she wouldn't have heard him through the door. With that the older twin pushed himself off the wall, and walked downstairs, hearing a knock at the door. Scott reached for the door knob and saw an unfamiliar face, "What's up man?" He asked the man who stood before him outside the door. "Oh hey, sorry...I was looking for Lilliana Carter...I'm an old friend of hers." The man reached out his hand in greeting. Scott looked at the man's hand, then back to the man's face and shook his hand, "Lilliana has a friend huh?" He asked, looking the man up and down before letting go of his hand and put his hands in his pockets, "Sorry, she's not back from class, don't know when she'll be back." Scott was a little uneasy about this guy for some reason, but he didn't know why, "I could tell her you stopped by...What's the name of the friend I can tell her stopped by?" Scott asked. The man smiled a little, "The name is Michael...but you don't have to tell her I stopped by...I'll swing by later." The man nodded and walked off away from the house. Scott watched the man walk off, then walked back in the house, "Fuckin odd ball...Hmm...Lilliana has a friend." He said softly, shaking his head, "Guess everybody needs one." He said, going into the kitchen, and began to wash out the bowl of oatmeal.

Scott heard the front door open and looked back over his shoulder as he put dishes away from the dishwasher, "Well look who came home...You two look like you had an adventure." He said with a smirk and shut the cupboard door. "Oh Lilliana...Some guy dropped by to see you...said he's a friend of yours." Scott leaned in the kitchen door way, drying his hands with a towel. Lilliana looked a bit curious, "Did you get a name?" She asked, setting her bag down gently on the end table next to the couch. "Yeah it was Michael...or something like that. Tall guy, dark hair, scar on the left side of jaw. Looks like someone hit him with a broken bottle...that or he got into a fight with a chick with some nasty nails." Scott laughed softly. When he saw the look on Lilli's face, he pushed off the wall, and took a steep forward, "What's wrong?" He asked. "What exactly did you tell him?" She asked, her voice was soft, and weak. She didn't sound confident like she normally did, "Um...I told him you were in class, and I didn't know when you'd get back. Are you alright?" He asked her. "I...have to go." with that Lilliana walked quickly up the stairs to her room. Scott looked at Victor curiously, "She alright?" He asked.

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[DiamondHeart]

~*~Lilliana Marie Carter~*~

Lilliana was started when she found that she had been joined by one of her room mates. Victor had just clocked the other man in the jaw and was taking her by the waist. "Ex-" She was cut off when Victor spoke, “Don’t look back. Don’t speak. Don’t fight, just walk,” She looked at him, then looked back ahead. She stopped hearing the other male's voice. It was obvious Victor's first punch had done a bit of damage as the other male's cheek had begun to swell already, making his words a little slurred. The fight was over quickly, and Victor took Lilli by the arm again, leading her away, "Now, let's go." He said.

The young woman stopped, and looked at Victor once they had gotten off the school grounds. "Excuse me I handled the asshole before, and I could have taken care of myself back there." She said protesting her roommate's intervention. "And besides, what happened to 'Don't look back. Don't speak. Don't fight, just walk?' I seem to recall those words being thrown out there." She said, crossing her arms over her chest. Lilliana took a deep breathe, and let her arms fall to the side again. "I'm sorry...I haven't had anyone fight for me in a while." She informed him, then moved closer, putting a hand on is cheek and moved up on her tip toes, kissing his other cheek softly. "Thank you...that was sweet." She said, lowering herself back to the plant her feet flat on the ground again.

The two walked back to the house. Lilliana felt more comfortable at least with him. Maybe she would be safe, maybe she could be herself again. "I..." She took a deep breathe, "This isn't my real hair color." She admitted, still looking ahead, "My eyes aren't brown...they're blue...and I where glasses." She admitted a little more, "I'm not a bad ass...well at least I didn't used to be." She laughed softly to herself, remembering to when she was younger. "I'm a theater nerd." She spoke plainly. She hadn't opened up this much in years with anyone. "Sorry...too much for one day...guess I can't tell you anything else for a couple days." She said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

The two reached the house and Lilliana opened the door, and looked into the kitchen, seeing the male twin putting dishes away, "Ooh we finally got a house maid!" She said teasingly. "Oh Lilliana...Some guy dropped by to see you...said he's a friend of yours." Lilliana was a little confused, "That's odd." She said under her breath, "Did you get a name?" She asked, placing her bag on the end table next to the couch. "Yeah it was Michael...or something like that. Tall guy, dark hair, scar on the left side of jaw. Looks like someone hit him with a broken bottle...that or he got into a fight with a chick with some nasty nails." Lilliana never thought she'd hear that name, or description again. "It was a broken figurine actually." She said softly, with Victor next to her, only he would have heard that part. The younger female was lost for a moment, didn't even hear Scott's inquiring, "What exactly did you tell him?" She asked. As Scott responded, Lilliana calculated things in her mind, "Um...I told him you were in class, and I didn't know when you'd get back. Are you alright?" After his response, Lilli began to move for the stairs, "I...have to go." She said, making her way up to her room.

Lilliana left her door open, in too much of a hurry to worry if the door was open or closed. The female pulled a bag out of her closet and began to pack clothing in it, enough to last her only really a couple of days. "Shit...How did he find me?" She asked as she frantically searched around her room, thinking of everything she'd have to bring. "I can get of a plane...shit no I can't...can't fly." She paced around, the clothes in her bag were messy, not folded and half weren't even really in the bag. "Think Lilli...my bike....FUCK!" She yelled in frustration and sat on the floor, her back against her bed. the young woman pulled her knees to her chest and ran her fingers through her hair and sighed in frustration. She felt tears forming in her eyes and shut them tightly, grabbing her knees with her free hand and hold her head to her knees. Taking in a few deep breathe, Lilliana felt anxiety rising. "I really can't get away..." She said softly and felt tears roll down her cheeks, staining her shirt and pants as they fell.

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[xxLostChildrenxx]

Trinity Carson McCalester

He was concerned, that was clear. But it was nothing Trinity could think about or let sink in as the apparition continued to haunt her forebrain, taunting and teasing her until she felt she would go mad. “Did I do something wrong?” the male asked, the pain in his voice Trinity had heard far too often in her lifetime. She wanted to wrap her arms about his neck, bury herself away from the world and go back to being children where all he had to do was hug her and he world would be made better in those moments. Now, she had to be strong for herself. Pretend she didn’t care and hold onto her pride with everything she had left. That was all she had to fight for. As her insecurities seeped through her pores, Scott was there to rescue her from her own mind and remind her about that beautiful, perfect brat, Courtney. Her eyes narrowed for a moment at the mention of the girl’s name, but that snarl that embedded itself on her lips slowly became a smirk. So he was mocking her and trying to do the same thing back at her. What a dick.

The rest of the events played out too quickly for the female and she was locked in her room once again before too long. She heard about the circus, but didn’t do much more than place it in the back of her mind. “We could go…” Scott was saying, talking into the door like he used to. “I guess there’s a whole group from school going out there.” Trinity wanted nothing more than to throw open the door and tackle him to the ground. But she stayed put. “You could get a big bag of cotton candy like when we were kids and mom brought us to the theme park,” he offered. Trinity smirked at the thought. The very same cotton candy she would smear on her brother’s face to give him a mustache. Yeap, memories. The block party memory was quite amusing as well. The burned ribs were all but a child’s dream. Burnt or not, the two mischievous twins had taken the entire plate while their parents weren’t looking, and devoured them in the shed behind the house. Sick stomachs galore!

His voice faded again, and she felt the warmth of his comfort leave her as he moved from the door. As he left her alone, the thoughts and voices returned almost instantly. Mocking her, teasing her, and overall taunting the fact that she would never be enough. Never hold any of their roommates attention long enough to really attach to someone. No ,she was destined to get through this alone. Flopping down on the bed, this is where Trinity hibernated for several hours, and missed the Liliana episode. She probably would have been just as protective as Victor had she had heard what had happened. She, however, was busy trying to keep herself in one piece to truly be able to help the girl wo probably need a male’s support anyway. Could the two females be friends? Probably. But, first they had to learn how to talk to each other. Would it happen? Probably not. Trinity drifted off to sleep on her bed after wrestling with her own thoughts. It was a restless sleep, but it was sleep nonetheless. The female literally slept the rest of the day away and well into the night, hibernating away from her own thoughts in the only place that she could be safe; her dreams.

The next morning, Trinity awoke and showered early. Dressing quickly, she got into yoga pants and a sports bra and left the apartment before her brother could eat her alive for not wearing a shirt. Heading downstairs, she made her way to the far sidewalk, and went on a long morning jog. She didn’t attempt to return home until it was almost time for her class, and only then did she force her way back inside and changed. Putting on makeup, Trinity didn’t wait to see if anyone else was awake as she skipped breakfast and left for the day. Several hours later she returned to the room, and made a beeline straight for Scott’s room. She didn’t bother knocking, but opened the door silently. Moving over to his bed, she looked down at him to make sure he was truly asleep before jumping up and throwing herself over him. It was a soft jump and she merely landed next to him. Merely to scare him, and probably get hit in the process, she snuggled up next to the dummy and waited until he woke up enough to look at her. Probably to figure out what the hell she was doing. Putting small objects on his face, she allowed him to pick them up and look at them before speaking.

“I took you up on the circus offer. I bought four from downstairs. Liliana and Victor are coming too because I said so. Two days. You have two days to prepare for me to watch you die on the wooden roller coasters and fair food. I looked at the map of the park and it’s a decent size for a circus. It has a circus tent, but it also has rides and small, badly built roller coasters like a fair. I don’t know about you, but I’m fairly excited for this endeavor,” she stated, blinking innocently into the boy’s sleepy eyes. She didn’t exactly wait for a response as she rolled over to stare at the ceiling. “Scotty?” She started as she did previously. This time, she tried not to back off of it, though everything in her screamed to run. “He’s still here,” she said softly. “Always in my mind, always haunting. I’m scared, Scott. He won’t go away,” she whispered, rolling away from him and turning to stare at the far wall. “I should leave you to wake up…” she said suddenly, sitting up and pushing herself off the bed to get out of the room before he could stop her.

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OOC; ooc

In the Darkside of the Gardens,

There is so much you find

The only thing you have to lose,

Is a little of your mind.

Come play in my Garden.