Three strikes {M&V}

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Trinity Carson McCalester

“You’ll never be strong enough to stand up to him, Trin. I never was. You have to accept that he’ll always be there, no matter how far you run. You have to accept. Let it go. He loves you, Trinity. Your father will always love you,” her mother’s voice whispered in her ear, a hug that was never genuine was given to her tiny frame. “Your father loves you,” she repeated into the girl’s hair. “Then he wouldn’t have struck me,” her tiny voice whimpered into darkness. And then she was alone. Alone with her thoughts. Alone with her demons. Simply and well put, alone. And the hardest part about being alone? Was knowing that no one was going to search for you, seek you out. She had no boyfriend that would be her knight in shining armor. She had relied on her brother all those years. Meaning now, as he was drifting from her grasp and beginning his own life away from her, she was just that: alone. Forgotten. Faded out to a black forgetfulness, just as her mother had been in her mind. Whatever memories the female held of the woman were only those that came in snippet shots of the past.

What was real and what was fake was left to the imagination to decide. And in the darkness of her own mind, the slipping sanity that haunted her every step, Trinity no longer knew what reality versus fantasy was. Could this be the tipping point of insanity? A psychopathic delusion? How long would it be before the fantasies and visions remained, and reality no longer seeped back in for brief relief? What would happen when all hope was gone and she was left locked within her own mind? A single tear cascaded down her face, rippling down her cheek with a single motion. As it fell from her skin and onto the ground below, she heard a voice far out of the reaches of her mind. “Hey…” It was soft, quiet, almost, and a reminder that she was still breathing. Her heart still beat. And she was still surviving. Her eyes focused, turning towards the source of the noise that echoed off her ears and slashed into her heart. Scott stood there, almost hesitate to approach, but too wary to walk away. How he had found her, she wouldn’t begin to question.

She stared at him for a few moments, trying to decide if he was a figment of her imagination or not. After a few brief awkward moments of silence, she responded to give him clearance to approach. Real or not, she couldn’t just ignore him. “Hey,” she repeated back, feeling much like a mindless parrot. Unsure herself if she wanted him to stay or go, she waited to see if he would respond first. When he didn’t, she gave a soft sigh. She couldn’t expect him to react the way she wanted, when she wasn’t sure herself how she wanted him to react. She couldn’t expect something she couldn’t place. Moving her hand next to her, Trinity gave a simple pat of the bench beside her, beckoning him silently to sit with her. When he did, she leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder. What was she scared of? What did she really want? Why was she running from the only one who had ever protected her?

“He’s just like your father,” her mother’s voice reminded her. “He’ll only ever be your father. When he grows up, he will do the same to you as your father did. But, you won’t be so lucky to escape the consequences. Children bore out of same blood never fit into society,” her eyes clouded and her body tensed as her mother’s warnings reminded her why she had been quick to repress memories of both parents. Her mother wasn’t an angel, nor was she the cause of the issue. Although, she didn’t have to leave them stranded. If she was a strong woman, if she truly cared, the children would have gone with her. And maybe…just maybe…Trinity and Scott would have been okay. Curling her legs to her side and simply using her weight on the male, Trinity didn’t speak for some time, gathering her thoughts as though she really had something useful to bring up.

All she was good for, all she was capable of, was running away. How to stay here now that she knew he would be the same, was foreign to her. The only thing she could hope to do now, was remain. Simply and truly just hang on, taking one breath at a time, and hope against whatever hope was left, that Scott would magically change the world. “What are we doing?” her voice was soft, but weak with the weight of her demons. “What are we truly doing anymore? School day in and day out. Same routine. Same daily chores. What are doing with it? Even when we graduate, we’re a mark on society. We’re a blemish to the world. One they’ll want to destroy. What, now, is the point?”

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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

 It was reassuring to know the Liliana would hold the conversation for him. He was at a loss, really, and would have rather listened to her speak all day than try to come up with his own conversation. He was happy, really, to allow her the spotlight and do all the talking. It was cute, really. He snapped at himself for thinking such thoughts.

‘Remember, it won’t happen’, he reminded himself silently. As she was telling him of a girl harassing the twins, Victor chuckled. He could imagine Liliana beating the girl half to death, but the way she handled it was even funnier. Stepping in as the girlfriend was clever to say the least. “Actually I’m the girl friend, with a break and everything,” she was saying. “Not that it would really matter I guess,” she finished. Was that a hint? Should he say something? Jump on it? Was he reading too much into it? Yeah, he figured, he was reading too much into it.

“I mean…there’s nothing going on here…probably not for you at least,” All Victor wanted to do was slam on the car breaks, turn to the girl and lay it all out in front of her. Instead, he gave her the respect she deserved, and remained silent. He had to do this right. This wasn’t just a girl he wanted to sleep with. He wanted it to be slow, develop, be right. It was different. The thoughts were different. The feeling in his chest was tight and almost choking, but he needed it. He wanted more of it. He had to experience it. As he pulled up and parked, they went inside and all Victor wanted to do was take the girl’s hand and explain to her why he was trying to be so cordial. He couldn’t, and it killed him knowing he had to be patient.

As Liliana joined the male on the couch, he had half a mind to put an arm around her, but refrained upon the understanding that it would be grounds for getting punched in the face. He was content as they were, until the female turned off the T.V. He would have protested, but what came out of her mouth next made sense as to why she would want his full attention. His eyes remained on her as she spoke, becoming darker with every sentence about her hard life. “I…I’m am orphan….I was bounced around from foster home to foster home from three to seventeen….” It made sense, in a way, her attachment issue.

“When the family I was living with didn’t ask questions when I was living somewhere else. As long as they got their money from the state, I guess they didn’t care,” He gave a half sad smile. Yeah, typically people didn’t care about the delinquents enough to save any of them while they were young. All of this could have been avoided if someone had just cared. “The girl who was my best friend…like a sister to me…she betrayed me. She used me, and let me down.”

Victor was listening, but his mind was also forming an understanding of the female facing him. How broken, how sensitive she really was. She didn’t need saving. She could do that herself. What she needed was support…dare he think it….love. “I never thought anyone could make me feel so alone. There’s so much more….I’m broken in ways you can’t imagine. Ways that I hide…and I’ve become good at it…That’s why I’m a con artist by trade,” the pause gave Victor time enough to almost pull her towards him.

But, he couldn’t. He had to resist. Had to be good. Had to do this right. “But I feel like I can trust you.” And then the silence. The heavy silence that fell over both of them, as the information settled over the male’s head. So this is what the twins faced as well. Their own demons, their own story, but their own need to be loved and wanted. It was the same as the pair sitting there on the couch.

By the time Victor thought of anything to say to her, they were already off the couch and making dinner. Like two peas in a pod they were helping each other. The cute comment threw Victor’s face into a crimson blush, and he didn’t even attempt to hide it. He simply laughed it off, giving a shrug. “I just don’t have my pink apron and matching oven mitts, or this would be a great home cooking show,” he chuckled. Suddenly, out of no where, he felt the female’s hand grip his arm. He turned towards her, a questioning look in his eyes. And then she spoke. It was quick, it was over before he realized it, but she said it. “Look I don’t know what this may be but I like you. When you talk to me, or even just look at me I feel butterflies in my stomach. Something ive never felt before,” he opened his mouth, but she was apologizing before he could give a response.

At least she didn’t run away after that. She was still in the room, going about her tasks, leaving Victor to stand there in shock. “Liliana…” he started, moving behind her and wrapping his arms about her waist, resting his chin over her head. “I have to do this right by you. I can’t jump into anything without making sure you’re safe and secure first. Your protection comes first, my emotions will come right along after that. Let me be your wings. Let me help you. I can’t save you, but let me share this burden with you. I can’t let you commit yourself to me right now, but I’m committed to you. Lil….”

[DiamondHeart]

~Scott McCalester~

Scott felt relief rush through him as his sister greeted him and invited him to sit next to her on the bench. The male of course still wanted to be cautious about his twin's feelings. He knew she was not in a good place mentally right now. She needed time and space, but not enough to cause herself harm. He wanted the female to trust him, to confide in him, but her knew that would take a bit more time. Something needed to strengthen their relationship, but what? What on earth could make her trust that he was not their father? That not all men were like him? Scott himself had tried his best to show her that, but there was only so much he could do without forcing her to take medication, which there were a couple people in their family who wanted him to. "Scott she needs help and you know it." He could hear his grandmother plea. His mother's mother was kind, but she was mostly old fashioned, until Trinity began to unravel. "You weren't here for us when mom left, and now you're trying to tell me that I need to get my sister help? I'm sorry, but fuck off." Scott could remember storming off, and now he knew more then ever before, she was right.

The male sat down in the spot his sister had beckoned him to. He placed one arm on the back of the bench behind her, and rested back, allowing her to rest on his shoulder. Scott closed his eyes, feeling the rain, and listened to his sister's words, “What are we truly doing anymore? School day in and day out. Same routine. Same daily chores. What are doing with it? Even when we graduate, we’re a mark on society. We’re a blemish to the world. One they’ll want to destroy. What, now, is the point?” Scott sighed softly, keeping his eyes closed he spoke, "Just surviving Trin." He opened his eyes and looked at his sister who was curled up next to him. "You're a fighter Trin...Even though your a scrawny little shit...you've always been a fighter." He took a deep breath, and wrapped his arm around her shoulders and hugged her closed, "Truth is Trin...you're all I got...The only thing I have to live for." He closed his eyes once again and put his head on her's softly. "I lost it Trin...When you left...I didn't have anyone to look strong for..." He laughed softly to himself, and just simply held her tighter. "Long as we're together...there's nothing that can wipe us out...You are not a blemish...Trin you're the only one I live for..." He spoke truthfully.

After a little while of sitting out in the rain, Scott looked down at his sister whom he held in his arms, wanting nothing more then to protect her, but knowing that holding on to her was the only thing that kept him sane. "Trin you gotta promise me something..." He said softly, letting go of her and trend her so she was looking in his eyes. He opened his mouth, and the next words that came out were his only saving grace, "You're more to me than anyone else on this whole planet...You're all I've ever wanted to protect, and you're the only one I need around to be sane." He took a deep breathe, "I need you to fight this Trin...Fight dad...Fight mom...We are NOT them...Everything they did to us made us strong...Who we are, what we do from now on...it's all us." He urged his sister on, and then hugged her. "You and me...We're all we got right now...but we have to let other people in some times." He said to her, then moved back and looked her in the eyes again, "Now what do you say we get out of this shit storm we're in...literally." He said looking pup at the sky, squinting as the rain fell on his face. Scott rose to his feet, offering his hand to his sister. He wouldn't let her go on alone from here, even if he had to drive a mile a hour to keep up next to here.

When the twin finally arrived back at the house, it was nearly midnight. When they entered the front door, Lilliana was cuddling with Victor on the couch, she herself was nearly asleep, but she was conscious enough to throw out a little welcome, "Hey you two...I put dinner in the fridge so it didn't go bad." And with that she sat up, turned off the TV, and took Victor's hand in hers. Scott lead Trinity to the kitchen, and dished up a couple of plates for the two of them. He couldn't hear what Lilliana said to Victor, but they seemed much closer to each other. Scott watched them head upstairs and he spoke to them, "Good night you two...Sleep well." He said and turned back to his food. Scott heated up the two plates, and passed one to Trinity. "So I don't have class tomorrow, and we got the Circus the next day...If you don't have class tomorrow, you want to just hang out...just you and me? Maybe go to the city and catch a show?" He offered, believing that maybe getting away from this small town may help get his sister motivated, and wanting to get more out of her life, so that she get out of this small town they grew up in.

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{{OOC: Sorry this took me a little bit to post, busy busy! Oh yes, I am very happy. Next up to bat...circus psychos!!!!}}

[DiamondHeart]

~*~Lilliana Marie Carter~*~

The young female could hear Victor approaching behind her. She grabbed the pot of noodles and dumped them into the strainer, and watched as the steam rose. It was so hard not to just run away right at that moment, but the female knew she had to hear the male out, whatever the outcome. “Liliana…” When the male spoke, her mind began to rush threw all the possibilities of what could come next. 'Look you're a nice girl, and your hot, but....' Or, 'I'm sorry, I just don't feel the same way.' Even, 'Ha! Seriously?! Oh that's a comedy act right there...you and me? Ha!' Lilliana began to push back from the sink, but was stopped by Victor wrapping his arms around her waist, and resting his head on her own. His next words were more like a dream then reality, “I have to do this right by you. I can’t jump into anything without making sure you’re safe and secure first. Your protection comes first, my emotions will come right along after that. Let me be your wings. Let me help you. I can’t save you, but let me share this burden with you. I can’t let you commit yourself to me right now, but I’m committed to you. Lil….” She felt her chest tighten. For a short time, with the first few words, she felt like she was being rejected, but then the words that followed made her feel like she wanted to cry for joy.

The female couldn't stop herself from turning around, she wrapped her arms around his waist, and locked her fingers together behind his back. Holding him tightly, she rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. "You're too good to be true." She said softly, simply hugging him to make sure he was really there, "What have I done to get a guy like you to look at me as more then just a notch in his bedpost?" She asked holding back tears. With that, the female lifted her gaze to his face and smiled, "Seriously...You're sweet and goofy...and you have a big heart." She smiled, "What do you see in me?" She asked, but shook her head, "Never mind...I don't care..." She smiled and moved her arms up around his neck. She ran her fingers through his hair. "You're just too damn cute." She said with a smile, then moved up on her tip toes and kissed him softly on the lips. It wasn't a hot and heavy kiss, more like a 'thank you for caring' kind of kiss. As she lowered herself to the floor she parted her lips from his and let go of him. "I think...our food may get cold if we don't eat." She said with a soft chuckle, then broke his hold, and turned back to grab the noodles from the sink, set them up on the counter and walked over to the stove.

After eating, the two ate, Lilliana looked around, "I hope Trinity and Scott are alright...Haven't seen them all night, and it's already 10 o'clock." She sighed softly and shook her head, rising to her feet, she grabbed two bowls from the cupboard, one for noodles, and one for the sauce. "Well I think I should put stuff away so I don't forget." She put the noodles into one bowl and sauce in the other, then put on the tops and placed them in the fridge. After doing so, Lilliana put the dishes int he sink and began to run the water, cleaning up the rest of the kitchen, "I know you like to help, but would you go pick a movie or something...I'm just going to let these site in antibacterial dish soup over night so the sauce doesn't set in and stain." She smiled, and put their bowls in the sink, and turned off the water. She quickly washed out the noodle pan, which only took a couple minutes, then walked out into the living room and sat on the couch, bringing her feet up, she leaned over, resting her head on Victor's shoulder.

The movie played for a couple hours and Lilliana had become so comfortable that she was nearly falling asleep on Victor. It was just so comfortable here. She was about to fall asleep when she heard a set of keys in the door. She peaked her eyes open just a little to see the twins enter the house. She smiled gently and spoke, "Hey you two...I put dinner in the fridge so it didn't go bad." Then the younger female turned off the TV and stood up. She smiled at the twins, and with a little nod she greeted them again, this time a bit more 'awake'. After the two had entered the kitchen, Lilliana took Victor's hand, helping him off the couch, but she didn't let go of his hand. "Will you stay with me tonight?" She asked him sweetly, "Nothing funny...I just...would feel safer if you stayed with me...I had a nightmare last night, and I don't want to repeat it...at least if I do...you're there." She smiled, then lead the way, not waiting for his response really, although she doubted he'd really turn her down when it was to keep her safe. When they got to her room, Lilliana walked to her dresser, grabbed a baggy pj shirt and shorts. "Um...I'm gonna go to the bathroom and get ready for bed...will you be back here? When I get back?" She smiled, a little pleading.

After he answered, she nodded and went to the bathroom, changed into her pjs, brushed her teeth, and sighed softly to herself. Could she really be safe? Was there such a thing for her? Or was it all just a dream? Lilliana washed her face, dried it, then walked out of the bathroom, and went back to her room. He pj shorts were short, and could barely be seen against her smooth tan skin in the darkness, but the baggy green t-shirt covered over them anyways. Lilliana climbed into bed and laid down on her side, relaxing into the covers as they rested heavily over her, and shut her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

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[xxLostChildrenxx]

Trinity Carson McCalester

She wasn’t sure if she wanted to curl up against him or spit in his face and bolt. Of course, the female had to choose the first option, to avoid another barrier between herself and her brother. “Just surviving, Trin,” he was stating, almost as though it wasn’t work even that anymore. “You’re a fighter, Trin…even though you’re a scrawny little shit…you’ve always been a fighter.” Trinity gave a slight laugh, though her mind was reeling elsewhere. ‘Yeah’ she thought ‘but you haven’t seen how many times I’ve given up.’ She could feel his arms snake around her, despite the immediate thoughts of pulling away. “Truth is Trin…you’re all I got…the only thing I have to live for.” She felt the weight of his head on her. Although it didn’t hurt, it was…oddly comforting. Something she was sure only a touch of a boyfriend could bring, but this sensation was oddly….safe.

All he had? What about the girlfriends? Starting their lives? They couldn’t be attached at the hip. They had to separate. Soon. For their own good. “I lost it Trin.” ‘Well, yeah I could have told you that.’ “When you left…I didn’t have anyone to look strong for.” ‘Courtney.’ “Long as we’re together….there’s nothing that can wipe us out….You are not a blemish….Trin you’re the only one I live for….” ‘Is this a wedding proposal or a confession of love?’ She smirked at her own thoughts, although stifled it from the male above her, trying to act at least civilly towards him, despite the feelings of wanting to run down the street looming around her. She could feel the trickling of the rain as it cascaded down her face and soaked into her t-shirt. Her clothes were beginning to feel heavy and droop at the weight of the water that now clung to them.

“Trin you gotta promise me something,” Scott began to speak again after moments of silence. Her heart skipped a beat, wondering exactly what the promise would be. It was long winded, and…half? Of what she was looking for? Maybe? Trinity wasn’t too sure. “You’re more to me than anyone else on this whole planet….You’re all I’ve ever wanted to protect, and you’re the only one I need around to be sane. I need you to fight this Trin…Fight Dad….Fight Mom….we are NOT them…Everything they did to us made us strong…Who we are, what we do from now on….it’s all us.” ‘I still can’t tell if you’re proposing to me or if you’re just a determined asshole.’ Her thoughts, she kept to herself, but the rolling of her eyes proved to mean she was still considering him to be a jerk. A loveable jerk. But a jerk.

“Now what do you do you say we get out of this shit storm we’re in…literally.” He stood up, offering his hand to the girl. Although she didn’t want to take it, so much in her did. With an almost shaky outstretched palm, she allowed the male to pull her to her feet, and shelter her as they ran back towards shelter from the storm. Upon arriving home, Trinity stayed by the front entrance and took off her shoes and socks, wringing out her shirt that still clung to her body. She looked up upon hearing Liliana’s voice, and gave a slight nod to her statement. “Thank you,” she responded to the food comment. She watched as the female spoke to Victor, not paying attention to what was being said, until both headed up stairs. “Good night,” she responded to the other female, nodding her head in acknowledgement as she attempted to shrug out of her shirt.

It didn’t exactly bother her to be in a sports bra in front of her brother. If he didn’t like it, she knew he’d say something and hit her, but honestly, it covered more of her body than any bikini would, so to her, it wasn’t a big deal. As he handed her a plate, she set it on the table before taking her shirt to the laundry room. Pulling her jeans off was a bit more tricky, but she was sure to throw on shorts that luckily resided in the laundry room, clean, but still in the hamper to be folded. Only then did she reemerge, although hair still soaked, and sat down with the boy.

“So I don’t have class tomorrow and we got the circus the next day…if you don’t have class tomorrow, you want to just hang out…just you and me? Maybe go to the city and catch a show?” Still unsure of his motives, the female stirred her food on her plate for a moment before taking a bite. “Sure, anywhere’s better than being cooped up here. I feel like a clipped bird. Ready to fly, but am tethered down. It’ll be nice to get out. Let me know when you want to go.” She ate quickly, but kept the invitation open to talk during her meal. It wasn’t until she was almost finished that she even begin to speak.

“I don’t really want a response to this. I just want it on the table. I feel like I’m going to lose you any time, Scott. It’ll be simple. You meet a girl. You fall in love. You go get married, and you start a life. Me, I do what I do, I’m not sure if that consists of marriage yet or not, but either way. We’ll be pulled apart to start lives. And although I think we can handle it, it’s not really a journey I want to journey on….” She paused there. “Now I sound like a psychopath. I’m not being clingy, I swear.” She finished, before shaking her head at her own voice. Wow, she sucked. “Okay, well with that lovely fail, I’m going to go upstairs and get ready for bed. It’s far too cold now. I’m still soaked,” she stated, following through and returning her empty plate to the sink before heading upstairs.

She got into PJ’s rather quickly, wrapping a towel in her hair to dry it off as she made her way across the hall to brush her teeth and take off her makeup for the evening. It was only when she heard her brother come up the stairs that she finished and went back across the hall to her room. Unsure if she wanted to follow Scott and go curl up with him or not, she hesitated by the door briefly before entering her own room and leaving the door slightly open. It was a bit more comforting to have an exit point than to block herself in and face the demons alone. Curling up on her bed, she didn’t pass out right away, like she would have preferred.

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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.

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Victor Matthew Vanquez

 There was so much that could have gone wrong…and probably should have. There was so much that Liliana could say, or do, and everything would be over right then and there. But they were merely passing fears, ones that were dissolved as she turned around to face him. In a matter of moment, Liliana was turned around in front of him and her arms were about his waist.

He responded instantly and put his arms around her, but listened to her words carefully, knowing they were chosen wisely. “You’re too good to be true,” her voice was soft, almost a whisper. It was as though she were afraid if she spoke loudly, the moment would break, and they would be on separate ends of the room. None of this had happened. It was something Victor was afraid of the entire time. To wake up from this dream and have it not be a reality.

“What have I done to get a guy like you to look at me more than just a notch in his bedpost?” Victor gave a slight chuckle. “You were born,” he responded, wrapping his fingers into her hair and holding her close. “What do you see in me?” He almost responded, almost had the list in his mind prepared, but as any sly fox, she rejected the notion once more and told him it didn’t matter. Shit, he had something prepared that time! “You’re just too damn cute.” He chuckled at her comment, though not sure he believed it himself. He was just him. And that’s what he had to offer. She was then moving up on tiptoes, and her lips brushed his for brief moments. His heart stopped. The kiss was more like a scene in a movie, then a simple peck. In his mind, it was the most spark filled kiss he had ever experienced. “Lilli…” he breathed as she pulled away, his voice soft and breathless. As she pulled away, she mentioned something about food.

Something the boy couldn’t even think about now. God, she was good at teasing him. No, not sexually, but just the lust for her heart and the security of her soul. Yeah, he decided, she was a keeper. One he would be foolish to throw away. She would be a perfect partner, if she would last with him and put up with his childish behavior. They ate quickly, almost in silence, but hearing about the twins cut the boy out of his thoughts. “ They’re big kids. They’ll be okay,” he responded, before she started flailing around the kitchen to put things away. At his order to find a movie, he did so and returned to the couch only when he was sure she was on her way over as well. She lay her head on his shoulder, and Victor settled in happily to enjoy the movie he would only half be focusing on.

Victor closed his eyes, leaned his head back into the pillows and back of the couch, and just bathed in the security of the feeling of having someone he truly cared for against him. He listened to his heartbeat, convinced with each pump of blood that she was worth fighting for. Worth protecting. She was worth everything her ex could through at them. And he would. He would fight. Fight for her. Fight for them. Fight for what future they could have, even if it was a slow starting process. The twins arrived later than was expected, but entered the home and Liliana stirred. Really? No….she said something to them, but Victor’s mind was too focused in his thoughts to hear. It wasn’t until the girl stood up and offered her bed, that the boy followed willingly. “I’d be happy to keep you company,” he returned as they went up.

He allowed her to go get ready for bed, as he took off his own shirt and lay down himself. She climbed into bed next to him, and he wrapped his arm around her as they both fell asleep. In the morning, he stirred first and ran his fingers through her hair. “Good morning, Sunshine,” he whispered.

[DiamondHeart]

~*~Lilliana Marie Carter~*~

Lilliana smiled, lacing her fingers in Victor's when he paced his arms around her. It was so relaxing to have someone hold her so close, it was comforting. The female drifted off to sleep feeling completely relaxed. "Good night..." She said softly, feeling Victor's arm grow just slightly heavier, knowing he was now asleep. She could actually sleep now. Lilli didn't have a million thoughts running through her mind.

"I know...I want you to be happy you know?" A female voice whispered to Lilliana. "Lilliana some day there will be a man who will come around and make you happy..." Lilliana looked at the other female, "You don't think that's Michael?" The elder female looked at Lilliana with a weary smile, "I...I think you can be much happier with someone else." Lilliana was taken back and looked away from the other female for a moment, then looked back and opened her mouth, "But he's your brother...Why are you saying this and not defending him?" The words were soft, yet a little defensive as they passed Lilliana's lips. The other female simply sighed, "You haven't seen the other side od him...not really." Lilliana stood up in a huff and left the room without another word.

"You were right...I'm sorry. I should have listened." Lilliana sat at the end of the Doctors examination table, staring into the eyes of a concerned party. "Lilli I tried to save you from this..." The other female grabbed hold of Lilliana and pulled her into a hug. "How bad?" Lilliana's voice broke as she asked the question. "Lilli you're-" The other female's voice faded into the back ground, all Lilliana could hear was the sound of a shot. Not a real shot, it was a door closing. "I see." Lilliana said softly, the words barely slipped past her lips. "Do you want to...do...anything about it?" The elder female asked. Lilliana shook her head, "No." The answer came so quickly, the elder woman barely believed. "I can't make this decision on m own...even if it may seem like the better choice." She said, her mind made up.

Michael looked at Lilliana with anger, "You can't leave!" He shouted, holding her car keys in is hand. "Michael this is not up to you...I am leaving...I have to...I have to set things right and I can't do that here with you." Lilliana turned and walked to the stairs leading to the next level below their apartment. "I said no!" Michael grabbed her arm tightly, and Lilliana turned around, swinging her bag up and hit him in the head. Michael grabbed the bag and ripped it out of her hands, causing her to loose balance and fall down the stairs.

"Michael what did you do!?" Lilliana could hear a familiar female voice from her barely conscious state. "I...I didn't mean to but...she was going to leave...I couldn't let her just go." Michael's voice was filled with panic. "Michael you idiot! She's pregnant..." The next thing Lilliana heard was sirens. The young female opened her eyes and stared u at the blank white ceiling, feeling tubes going down her throat. Lilliana jerked slightly feeling a hand squeezing her own, "Baby I'm so sorry...Please I didn't know baby..." She turned her head to see Michael with his head buried in the bed, basically praying for her to come back to him. Lilliana heard the door open, and she returned to 'sleeping'. "Michael you need to leave." Michael's sister insisted. "I can't...I need to know that she's alright." The elder female moved to the monitors and began to check everything as she spoke, "Michael you got your 18 year old girlfriend pregnant, then through her down the stairs...this doesn't look good for you." Michael sounded genuinely saddened, especially when he basically fell to his knees, burying his face once again into the bed. "I didn't know...If I knew I never would have...is it...alright?" Lilliana cracked her eye open to look watch what happed next. All she saw was Michael's sister simply shake her head.

Lilliana's eyes shot open, a little bit of panic filled her chest. Usually her dreams haunted her for the rest of the day, but this one disappeared as soon as she felt Victor's fingers run through her hair. She smiled softly and turned to look in is eyes. "Good morning, Sunshine." The female couldn't help but smile. "Good morning." She turned to face him, burying her face in his chest. "Thank you." She spoke softly and looked up at him. She put her soft hand on the side of his face, and pulled his head closer, kissing him on the lips more deeply then the previous night. "Yeah I don't think I'll get over how good that feels...Last night was just a little peck, but it took everything I had not to do that." She said with a gentle chuckle, and kissed him again, still deeper and with more passion.

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{{OOC: Sorry, I know it's out of order, but I couldn't quite think of Scott's...He'll be coming up soon though.}}

[DiamondHeart]

~Scott McCalester~

Scott simply listened to his sister contently. He knew she was thinking funny little thoughts every time he spoke to her, thats why he never got emotional around her before. Not to mention that he found it hard to be emotional with anyone in the first place. He listened to his sister rant a little bit, “I don’t really want a response to this. I just want it on the table. I feel like I’m going to lose you any time, Scott. It’ll be simple. You meet a girl. You fall in love. You go get married, and you start a life. Me, I do what I do, I’m not sure if that consists of marriage yet or not, but either way. We’ll be pulled apart to start lives. And although I think we can handle it, it’s not really a journey I want to journey on….” Scott found himself holding back from chuckling at his sisters words, but all together he couldn't help but smile as she fumbled over her words. When she scurried up the stairs to her room, he couldn't help but shake his head a little bit.

The male twin rose from his chair and brought his plate over to the sink. After rinsing the dishes, Scott put them in the washer and started the load since the dish washer was now full. It was nice to have such a new dishwasher, because it was so quiet. After starting the load of dishes, Scott made his way upstairs, hearing his sister's footsteps on the floor. He knew she was avoiding him and yet she left her door cracked open. It was a start at least. "Thats my girl...don't let them hold you in." He said softly, just barely loud enough to hear himself. He walked into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, washed his face, then wondered off to bed. For a moment he stood by Trinity's door, about to reach out, he felt a vibration in his pocket. He pulled out his phone and felt a little jolt seeing the name displayed on the screen.

Scott walked into his room, and answered the call, "Hello?" He slipped his free hand into his pocket and smiled a little, "Yeah it is pretty late here...you're like 3 hours behind us with the time change right?" The male laughed softly, being careful not to wake anyone. "Trin is good...Trin is Trin...still won't let me in, but I feel like maybe the walls are softening...Hey that's not fair...I am letting my walls down. It's just hard alright man." Scott brought his free hand to his head and ran his fingers through his hair. "No man...She's still up?" He took a deep breathe and listened carefully, nodding and then began to smile, "Hey Bean....Yeah?" He chuckled softly, "No Bean, daddy can't come home yet." He closed his eyes and took in another deep breathe, "Yeah of course...I know, your birthday is 2 months away...Yeah Bean...a whole 3 years old." He crossed his arms over her chest, the smile on his face was gone and was replaced by an expression of sorrow. "I know...I want to see you too, but you have to stay with Uncle Ben and Aunty Sarah...Yeah Bean...I know, I'm sure she wants to meet you too Bean...I got it Baby...stay safe...keep listening to uncle Ben and aunty Sarah." He took a breathe and held back a few tears. "Hey man...keep her safe...Really? David is coming...Wow it's been a long time since I've seen him...about a week? Yeah of course, just make sure he has my number to send me a text...Yeah I hope Trin will be happy...They have a history...He's the only one I ever saw her with in the future. Don't let him know I said that...She's still my baby sister...A few minutes counts." He laughed softly, shaking his head, "Yeah, we'll talk later...See you later bro...bye." He hung up the phone and laid back in his bed and shut his eyes, feeling his body sink into the bed. Scott quickly fell asleep.

After a few hours, Scott woke up the sun beams shooting through the blinds and piercing through the dark under his shut eyelids. "Damn it..." He grumbled and rolled over. He didn't want to get out of bed, it was still kind of early for him since he had the day off from classes, but he had plans with Trin. He had to get up to plan on something for her. Something fun that would get her mind off of being trapped in the house. No more would they be trapped inside. First things first, breakfast. Scott sat up slowly with a groan, 8:30am. Scott walked downstairs and into the kitchen, grabbing eggs and other ingredients out of the fridge to make scrambled eggs and pancakes.

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[xxLostChildrenxx]

Trinity Carson McCalester

“What is he to you? Truly? Do you love him, or do you think you love him?” a voice accused, fingers drumming absent mindedly on a wooden table. “I love him, of course. He’s my brother,” The voice seemed to chuckle at the remark. “No, how do you truly feel about him?” “I don’t know…” the honest answer of a confused girl resounded. “Are you safe to be around him? Are you falling in love with your own brother?” The female shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts, her shaking becoming increasingly violent as she tried to rid herself of the accusations. “He’s my brother, and I love him as my brother,” she repeated, her voice hostile against the shadowy voice of the unknown figure. “You’re falling in love with someone who’s unobtainable,” the voice cooed. “I am not. We are siblings. Nothing more. All else is an illusion!” “Like me?”


Trinity sat upright in her bed, a cold sweat trickling down her spine as she looked around the darkened room. It was just a dream. With both a sigh of relief and dread, she lay back down, but did not fall back asleep. The dream echoed its insanity into her mind, though she kept it at bay by not entertaining the thoughts. What she felt, who she loved, it was none of their business anyway. Those demons and lies could forget trying to make her admit something that wasn’t there, or say anything that would damn herself to Hell. No, what she felt and what she knew were two very different things. She alone would know and distinguish between love and family, truth and fiction.


It wasn’t until her phone buzzed that Trinity even bothered to stir. Reaching to her bedside table, she pulled the object near her, and unlocked the screen to read the text that had come through. It was from a longtime friend, er, rather a long time drug dealer. He was asking her if she wanted first pick of his new stash, something that Trinity, despite her bad behaviors, never had or would touch. Annoyed that the only thing outsiders ever talked to her about was sex or drugs, Trin set the phone down and curled back up under the covers. She had seen the time, 4:38 a.m. Way too early for her to be up and about. Either she had to wait in bed for at least another hour or two, or she would fall back asleep for that time.


Sleep, however, did not look very promising. She tossed and turned several times, before giving up the notion of ever falling back into slumber. As she lay there, Trinity allowed the darkness to pour in and remind her just how vulnerable she really was. “Get the fuck up, you lazy bitch,” she heard a hoarse, drunk voice whisper from the darkness. “Daddy, go to bed. You ‘aint getting a scrap of food off me,” “That’s all you’re fucking good for, slut. Making me babies and feeding me food,” her father’s voice came back at her like the accusations from before. “Either you go make me some nice peace offering, or my body will be so far ins--” “Does Scott know about your threats yet, or should I send an S.O.S.?” Trinity hissed back, to which the man fell silent. “That’s right, shut the fuck up and go to bed, Dad. You’re wasted,”


Trinity’s eyes fluttered open several hours later, and it wasn’t until she sat up that she realized she had indeed fallen back asleep sometime in the night. Confused and concerned about the time and if she was late, Trinity checked her phone to see it was only 8:25 a.m. In addition to the time, she also have 45 text messages from the ‘friend’ that wasn’t stopping until she answered him. Instead of giving him that pleasure, that she knew would bite her in the butt later, Trinity got out of bed and forced herself to dress in a nice sun dress and do her hair and makeup. Afterwards, she trailed downstairs and saw her brother in the kitchen as she entered. “Good Morning,” she stated to him, moving and hoisting herself up to sit on one of the counters. She watched him silently for a few moments as she ran around preparing breakfast. All he needed now was an apron.


“What’s on the agenda for the day?” she questioned, propping herself up with her arms as she crossed her newly shaven legs that felt fantastic to her own touch. There were only a few small things that made it worth being a girl and dealing with periods. One of those small things was the feeling of freshly shaven skin against the other limb of freshly shaven skin. It was fantastic.

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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.

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Victor Matthew Vanquez

 “Night….” The male trailed off, feeling a wave of sleep almost instantly as the female’s warm body registered next to him. He felt like a baby, being knocked right out at the comfort of having a woman nearby, but Liliana made sleeping with him special. Er, sleeping next to him. He felt safe, secure and able to let his guard down without worrying what the female may do while he slumbered.

He trusted her, and therefore could afford to pass out like it was nothing without having to worry about anything. A dreamless night accompanied his sleep, although there were pieces of thoughts that floated in and out of his mind like a butterfly. Even if he knew what thoughts he had, Victor would have denied them to his dying day, still on the run from his own past and mistakes and having a hard time accepting things as they were. Yeah in many senses, they were all still pretty messed up, despite the four roommates trying to make it through their day to day lives.

He felt Liliana stir against him, and in his sleep, Victor ran his fingers through her hair several times to both relax her, as well as himself. It seemed to work as the tenseness in her body seemed to vanish and he felt her eyes turn towards him. Those ever knowing, gentle and loving eyes. Victor’s own opened slowly, and the male smiled as the girl gave him a nickname. “Morning, Moonshine,” he whispered with a deep and gravely voice. Ah, yes, the morning voice.

Somewhere there was the morning breath as well, but he would do his best to hide that from the girl before him. Thank you? For what? Questioning her previous statement, Victor almost went to question what she meant by thanking him, but was met with something even better.

Her lips found his and the kiss was deeper and more passionate than the previous night. Something Victor felt like he was getting drunk and addicted to. “Yeah I don’t think I’ll get over how good that feels…” she was breathing, to which Victor could not deny.

Everything about her was exhilarating. He needed more. Needed to know her. Protect her….love her… “Last night was just a little peck, but it took everything I had not to do that,” she stated before moving back in. As she kissed him, Victor’s response was to meet her lips with the same amount of intensity as she came at him with. He had to be careful, though. He was still a guy and he could feel a woody beginning to threaten him as the female showed him true affection.

It wasn’t as though Victor was looking to bend her over and go insane right there. He wanted to be slow, take his time and make her feel safe before anything happened. He just couldn’t help the way his body reacted to such a beautiful girl, someone with the same brightness in her spirit as well. Victor pulled back from the kiss first to give them both some breathing room, sitting up and stretching. Pushing himself off the bed, the male stood up beside where Liliana still lay. He wanted nothing more than to stay curled up with her all day, but he knew they had to get up. Had to keep moving. He had to do this right. “What did you want to do today? When is class for you?” he asked, waiting for her answer before walking towards the door. “I’m going to get dressed and shower. I’ll make breakfast when I’m done. You keep resting, love. Later tonight I’d like to take you to dinner. So decide where you’d like to go,” He informed her, giving her little time to protest as he left the room.

Returning to his own, Victor grabbed some clothes and headed to the shower. It was roughly 7 a.m. at this point, give or take a few hours, and he was unsure where the twins were by now. Stepping into the warm shower, Victor allowed the water to run over himself as he washed his hair, trying to soak up all the warmth he could get before he would have to turn the water off and dry off. Enjoying his shower time, Victor ignored the pestering thoughts that continued to try for his attention as he finished cleaning himself. After a good ten minutes, Victor was out of the shower and drying off, shaving his face and washing all the hair from the sink before wrapping the towel around his waist. Finally he brushed his teeth and then took his clothes back across the hall to his room, where he would change there. After drying himself, changing and being ready for the day, he went downstairs to make food.

[DiamondHeart]

~Scott McCalester~

The male was standing peacefully in the kitchen, making breakfast for the two siblings. Victor and Lilli seemed to have already left for the day, so there was no need to make anything for them. He was humming a little tune that he remembered from childhood, a song their grandfather used to sing, probably the only person in their life that had ever truly loved the twins and treated them like human beings. The eggs slushed around in the mixing bowl as Scott mixed the eggs together. This morning was already looking up to being a pleasant day, at least less drama then the last couple days. The male spaced out slightly as he stirred the pancake batter.

"You're a sick boy aren't you?" The drunk man spoke, his girlfriend/arm candy sat in the background, a smile on her face, her arms crossed. "You protect her day to day...you're in love with her aren't you...fuckin sick kid..." Scott stood tall, "Shut up old man!" He snapped back at his father. "You know it's just wrong to be in love with your own sister." The woman cooed in the background. "This is none of your business you stupid bitch!" The young male stepped forward, but his father pushed him back. Scott glared at his father. "Shut your bitch up old man or I will." He threatened. His father smiled and laughed, "For all your talk, your just like me boy...Just as angry and just as dangerous." The drunk turned back and walked to the woman sitting behind him.

The male twin was shocked back to reality at the sound of his sister's voice chiming in. Scott looked at Trinity and shrugged when she asked him, “What’s on the agenda for the day?” The male smiled to himself, but on the outside gave his twin a confused look, "What are you talking about Trin?" He teased for a moment, then dipped his finger into a little bit of the pancake batter and put a large dab on her nose, then licked the rest off his finger, "Teasing." He assured her, and grabbed measuring cup, and used it to pour out pancakes into the pan. "Not sure actually, there are a couple shows in the city from like noon to 8. We can take one in then go out to eat." The male twin grabbed the spatula and flipped the pancakes. "Other then that we can do whatever you want, maybe invite a few people over and have a little party, I mean no one has class tomorrow, and we aren't going to the circus till later." He suggested, hoping his sister may be willing to just have other people around to keep her and Scott himself from insanity. The male finished the pancakes, and dished them onto a larger plate, then poured the eggs into the pan. As they began to cook, he set the table, then returned and whipped them around. "Alright...Breakfast ready." He said with a smile and pulled a bit of eggs onto each plate, and put a fork on the pancake plate for them to take pancakes with. "Ladies first." He said, ushering her to the table.

After eating, Scott rose to his feet and brought his plate over to the sink, washed it and put it int the rack to dry. He walked back over, clearing the rest of the table, then stood for a moment silently. The male smiled at his sister and nodded slightly, "Right then, I'll go change...unless you're alright with me wearing sweats out on our day in the city." He lightly tugged at the collar of his old ratty t-shirt and walk rout of the kitchen, kissing her lightly on the top of the head before walking upstairs to change. Once upstairs, he grabbed a fresh towel and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower and hoped inside. Mostly he just needed a quick rinse off, nothing too long.

About 3 minutes later he was out of the shower. The male wrapped a towel around his waist and walked to his room to get changed. Scott put on a white beater shirt and a nice white button up shirt with a black design on the back. He pulled a pair of nice dark blue jeans up over his hips and put it all together with his favorite white tennis shoes, and a light brown leather belt. After combing his hair out, Scott walked downstairs and grabbed his car keys. "So kid, you ready to head out. It'll take us about 45 to get into the city, and then we can figure out whatever you want to do. Today I am at your mercy." He smiled kindly and walked out after Trinity, shutting and locking the front door. The male twin unlocked the truck doors and shut the passenger door after Trinity, then made his way to the driver's side. Scott turned the key in the ignition, and smirked hearing the engine purr. He turned to look at Trinity, and with a smirked he asked, "So are you ready?"

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[DiamondHeart]

~*~Lilliana Marie Carter~*~

Lilliana sighed softly a little disappointed when the male sat up. She understood his reasoning, but she was still a bit disappointed. It had been a while since she had been in bed with a guy, at least since she had laid with a man she actually wanted to be next to. Even since she ran away from Michael, it had been almost two years. After that time she was always able to skillfully avoid sleeping with a man, and still get her job done. “What did you want to do today? When is class for you?” His question surprised her and she snapped back to reality seeing that he was now standing up. She relaxed back into the bed and smiled softly, "Such a tease." She joked with him, then stood up and stretched herself. "Let's just relax today..." She smiled, stepping forward, "I only have one morning class, I'm sure I could think of a few ways to spend the day after that." She winked and approached the male, but before she got to him, he spoke again. “I’m going to get dressed and shower. I’ll make breakfast when I’m done. You keep resting, love. Later tonight I’d like to take you to dinner. So decide where you’d like to go,” She pouted to herself, then shrugged when he left. She may have came on a little strong there, but it made it even harder to resist him since he was actually acting like a gentlemen.

Once she heard Victor get out of the bathroom, she grabbed the clothes she would wear and went into the bathroom to shower herself. After showering, she changed into her clothes for the day. She wore a pair of short black shorts that showed off her nearly flawless legs. A dark blue tank top, and to cover up just a little bit more, she wore a long thin cream colored sweater. Lastly she wore a pair of black leather boots, and a long chain silver necklace. The female made her way downstairs and walked into the kitchen, seeing Victor inside, she smiled. "Well don't you just look damn sexy." She said, leaning against the doorway, and crossed one ankle over the other.

Lilliana enjoyed sitting together, eating breakfast. It was a nice change of pace. She smiled softly, and sat back in the chair. With a satisfied smile, the female rose to her feet and brought the dishes to the sink. "There's two things I love, a man who can cook, and a man who can make me laugh." She said with a soft chuckle, then shook her head a little, "I....Not that I....I mean you're..." She began to blush then turned away, "I think I'll just go to class and not embarrass myself even more." Lilli set her dishes down gently, then walked out of the kitchen quickly, and grabbed her books, and headed out the door. "I just have the one class then I'll um...see you later...Oh." She stopped before closing the door, and poked her head inside. "I like Brazilian food." She mentioned, then winked and shut the door behind her, and started down the street.

The young female walked down the street with a goofy smile on her face, and a little skip in her step. "You look happy." Lilliana stopped hearing a voice emerge from behind a tree. "Is it perhaps that you have that new lover glow...or just his stench all over you?" The female turned to see the face she most didn't want to see, "Michael..." She said softly, taking a step back. Michael stepped out with a smile, "So you slept with him...Was he as good as me?" He asked with a laugh, and looked Lilliana in the eyes. "You know...you're just so beautiful Lil...even when you sle-" Lilliana stood straight in her place, and stopped his words, "Shut it Michael." She said sternly, confidence in her voice. "You're an asshole and a piece of shit...nothing more to me then an abusive ex-boyfriend." She informed him. Michael stepped forward, his fist clenched. Lilliana took her books in hand and when he went to slap her, she bashed his arms with her books, making him step back, holding his arm. The female stood, not shaking at all, she knew what she had to do. "I am not running from you anymore Michael. Michael stood up straight and laughed, "I never asked you to run from me...All I asked for was that you be faithful...and you have not been very faithful to me now have you?" He asked with a smile. Lilliana shook her head, "We're not together Michael!!!" She yelled at him. "Now leave me alone...I don't want to hurt you Michael...but I will if I have to." She gripped her books tightly. Michael smiled, and rose his hand slowly to touch her cheek. Lilliana moved back. "Don't touch me Michael." She took another step back, then turned and began to quickly walk away down the street. The young female was surprise to not hear foot steps behind her. She looked back and Michael simply stood there waving at her.

Lilliana made her way to school, to her first class. She sunk into her seat in the class and took a deep breath. She set her books on the table and began the class.

Once the class finished, she made her way out in a daze. She was the last one out of the classroom, and she had an odd feeling rising in her stomach. Lilliana looked around, but didn't see anything out of place. As she walked down the hall, the uneasy feeling grew. She couldn't help it, seeing Michael rattled her emotions and made her mind go haywire. As the uneasy feeling remained, the female attempted to think of something better. Victor came to mind which made Lilliana smile. Just as she did, she was stopped and pulled off to the side into a class room, her mouth covered so she couldn't scream. Once in the classroom, she was pushed up against the wall, her mouth still remained covered. It of course was Michael, why should she be surprised by that. "So you think I'm insane right? You want to be with a man who's...more normal?" He pressed his body against hers to pin her fully to the wall. "I just love you so much Lilli...Don't you get that?" He asked her. He moved his hand away and pressed his lips against hers before she could protest, then pulled away, "I just...can't stand the idea of living without you...you already know that there is no running from me...we could start a new life together babe. You will be mine...no one else can touch you baby." He put his hand around her neck and choked her a little, then leaned in and whispered in her ear, "If you come with me...I won't gut that piece of shit you laid with last night. It would really be too bad if that pretty boy was ripped apart...Remember Denton? Ooh that was an ugly little mess...How hard was that to clean up by the way?" He asked her, nibbling on her ear a bit. Lilliana shivered and just nodded in understanding. Michael smiled with pleasure and let go of her neck. The female fell to the ground when he moved away. She felt tears fall to the floor. Michael grabbed her arm and pulled her forcefully to her feet and lead her out of the building.

Once outside and off the school campus, Lilliana stopped Michael, "Wait...I need a couple things...I need clothes and all that...my glasses, all of it is back at the house...You know I can't see without my glasses." She smiled sweetly. Michael thought for a moment, but nodded in agreement. The two walked to the house, and Lilliana found herself sighing in relief at the site of no one being home. It would appear that the twins had gone somewhere and Victor was in class. "So this is where you were calling home." Michael looked around and shrugged, "It's alright." He said. Lilliana walked up and unlocked the front door. Once Michael had followed her in, she turned around and closed the door behind her. She pulled out her phone and sent a text quickly to Victor, 'HELP, HOME' was all it said. She turned around and smiled, "Alright, I'm gonna go upstairs and pack." She informed Michael, then walked upstairs and into her room.

After a little while, she heard footsteps coming up the stairs, but Lilliana continued to pack the bag on her bed. She felt hands being placed on the sides of her hips which made her jump a bit. Michael laughed behind her, "You are so cute." He cooed, and wrapped his hands around to her stomach, one hand placed and her chest and stood her up straight against him. "God I can't wait for you baby." He turned her around and threw her bag off the bed and slammed her down. "Baby I want you now...right now...I don't care if that piece of shit's stench is on your bed...I need to reclaim you...Show that you're all mine and no one else can have you." Lilliana placed her hands on his chest to hold him away, "Michael wait! Not like this...just a little bit more time....in our own house...please Michael." He simply smiled and pushed her hands back.

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[xxLostChildrenxx]

Trinity Carson McCalester

Breakfast? Trinity blinked for a moment, confused at his words. It clicked only after he ushered her away and to the table. Oh, right. Food. It existed. Sitting down, Trinity ate in silence. “Right then, I’ll go change…unless you’re alright with me wearing sweats out on our day in the city.” Trinity gave a slight laugh. “At that point, I’ll just go get into a pirate outfit if you’re going to look like a jogger,” she stated, as he left the room to go shower and get ready. Even though he wasn’t gone long, it still gave the female plenty of time to get lost in her own thoughts. Which was common.


“Do you even know how you feel?” her mom’s voice hissed into her. “Do you even know the secret I know?” “No, mom. I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.” The woman’s drugged laugh filled the air. “You’re such a slut, Trin. Not the little girl I raised. Look at you. Your own brother. You want to ride him too, huh?” “Mom!” “Really, Trin. The funny thing is you don’t even know. You don’t even know about your own flesh and blood.” Silence for a few moments. “You’re falling for him.” Trinity’s breath could be heard in a huffing hiss. “Stop accusing me of stupid things, Mom. If I was going to fall for Scott, he would know.” “What about the kid?” “What kid?” “He didn’t tell you?” “Fuck you, Mom. You were gone a long time ago. You wouldn’t know.” A laugh was heard. “I only know what you share with me, love.”


Trinity jumped at the sound of her brother’s voice, turning her head and shaking herself out of her thoughts. “So kid, you ready to head out? It’ll take us about 45 minutes to get into the city, and then we can figure out whatever you want to do. Today I am at your mercy.” Trinity smiled, but inside she wilted. “You wouldn’t do what I wanted…” she thought, though her eyes were still bright and excited. “So are you ready?” Trinity nodded to his question. “As ready as I’ll ever be. I don’t know how I feel about being stuck in a car with you for 5 minutes. I may have to kill you and leave your body on the other side of the highway.” She smirked at him, throwing a towel at him before grabbing her shoes and checking her back pocket for her phone and wallet. She wasn’t the typical girl who would carry a purse every single place she went.


“I’m ready.” She stated, pointing towards the door, before leading the way out. She lead the way downstairs and to the car. For the first ten minutes, they sat in silence as the music on the radio played without hitch. “Kiss Goodbye” began playing, and Trinity’s ears perked. She sang the song, quietly at first, to herself, not wanting to annoy the boy beside her. “When you lose something, it’s all that you want back. Waiting patiently, but it don’t work like that…” she turned her eyes to the window, dimming. “When you lose someone, the first that goes through your head is that if you run fast enough, you just might catch up. But, it don’t work like that…” She lowered her eyes and pressed her forehead to the window. “You just gotta watch it fly. Stand there on the side lines. Go on, and swallow your pride. You know it’s gonna be alright. Wish it well and close your eyes….with a kiss goodbye…”


She paused, looking at the male beside her before speaking. The song still playing in the background as she spoke. “Have you ever had a feeling you were too afraid to share? Or a thought that evaded your mind every time you tried to think of it? I guess I’m just frustrated with myself. I don’t know how to admit things, even to myself. I don’t know how to let the past go. I don’t know how to forgive myself. Or him. I’m just in a vicious circle of pain. And I don’t want to let go of the control to share the pain with anyone else. I’m too prideful. Too dominant. And I’m afraid to be vulnerable. I’m not Captivating. I’m not lovely. No one delights in me. And I’m l--” she trailed off, looking away again to the window.

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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.

[xxLostChildrenxx]

Victor Matthew Vanquez

 A few ways to spend the day? What did that mean? Victor nodded s she stated she was going to shower. “We can do whatever you want, love,” he stated as she walked out of the room. While she was gone, Victor got himself coffee to somewhat wake himself up, and waited until she returned. “Well, don’t you just look damn sexy,” she was saying. Victor laughed at her comment. “America’s Next Top Model material?” he asked, smiling. They sat eating together, which was a nice difference than having all four of them crowded. He loved Trinity and Scott, in many ways, but at the same time, despised them. He liked the time alone he had with Lil.


“There’s two things I love, a man who can cook, and a man who can make me laugh,” she stated to him. “I…not that I…I mean you’re…” she was fucking cute. “I think I’ll just go to class and not embarrass myself even more. I just have one class then I’ll…um...see you later…” She was gone before he could stop her with a final “I like Brazilian food,” before she vanished. Victor chuckled to himself and cleaned the kitchen. She was adorable. He shot her a text message a few minutes later.

To: Lil 

From: Victor. 

“I love a girl who can laugh at my stupidity and eat my burnt food. You’re a keeper.” 

He smiled and went about cleaning the house while she was gone. After he was finished, he left himself to head to the store and get some things. While he was gone, apparently a lot happened. He was just getting back to his car when the text came through. A text of help. That she was at home. Victor was flying down the road, running red lights, and swerving like a maniac without thinking of the consequences. He had 9-1-1 on the phone long before he made it home. He didn’t have much information for them, but he let them know the police had better be there before he was. He warned them, in good faith, that someone was in the house harming the girl. If he got there first, he straight up told the operator, the male inside would be killed by his hand. And the police would be taking Victor to jail instead.


It took only a few minutes for Victor to swing into the parking lot, put the car in park, and get out. He ran upstairs, leaving the bags in the car, and made his way to the door. He was quiet now, slowing down, getting ready for a fight. Pulling a pocket knife out of his back pocket, he put the key in the lock and quietly opened the door. He could hear Liliana’s voice in her room as he ascended the stairs, and he quieted even more to sneak upstairs. He had to be careful, had to watch and be ready. As he approached the door, Victor readied himself with the knife. No, he had no idea what was in store, but he sure as hell heard the cry for help and he was responding. Throwing open the door, Victor didn’t take a second to look. He leaped, and landed on Michael’s back. He didn’t say a word, didn’t cry out, but simply wrapped his arms and legs around the male’s back and used his weight to pull the male down. Thank god his back had been turned to him. Pushing Liliana back with one hand, he shouted at her to go open the door for the police who would be there soon.



Victor ran the knife to Michael’s throat, holding the male down, hoping he wouldn’t struggle or do anything stupid. He refused to deal with this type of confrontation. This male would NOT fucking ruin his dinner date with Liliana. He would NOT take her away. He would NOT continue to bother her. It would NOT happen.

[DiamondHeart]

~Scott McCalester~

Scott looked over at his sister. It would seem as though she wanted to say something more within the words that she was saying. “Have you ever had a feeling you were too afraid to share? Or a thought that evaded your mind every time you tried to think of it?" The male trailed off for a few seconds, but continued to listen, "I guess I’m just frustrated with myself. I don’t know how to admit things, even to myself." Scott sighed softly to himself, 'Oh if only you knew Trin...' He thought to himself, but continued to listen to his sister speak, "I don’t know how to let the past go. I don’t know how to forgive myself. Or him." Scott shook his head ever so slightly in response. "You and I both." He said under his breath. "I’m just in a vicious circle of pain. And I don’t want to let go of the control to share the pain with anyone else. I’m too prideful. Too dominant. And I’m afraid to be vulnerable. I’m not Captivating. I’m not lovely. No one delights in me. And I’m l--” Scott pulled the car over to the side of the road, and cut his sister off, "Your right....your not." He unbuckled and turned to her, "Your insane, you nag all the time, your persistent, and quite frankly your a pain in the ass." He laid it all out bluntly, but then took her hand in his, "And if a guy can't love you more then I do despite all of it, he does't deserve to be with you." The male let go of her hand, then turned to face the steering wheel. "Your passionate, and driven...you may be a brat, but you always tell me what I need to hear, and call me a dick when I deserve it." He took in a deep breathe, and clenched his hands around the steering wheel. "You're vibrant...and when you smile...really smile...everything seems to get a little better. Your laugh is contagious..." He couldn't say any more without betraying his inner thoughts. The male twin knew he had probably already said too much.

"I have a daughter..." He stated softly after a few minutes of silence. "She's not biologically mine, but...Do you remember Erika?" He asked. He had dated the woman for their senior year of high school, then they broke up for 3 years and dated again for a few months, shortly after Trinity had left their father's house. "2 months before we got back together, she dated a real asshole who knocked her up and never spoke with her again after she told him." Scott pushed himself to sit up straight in the seat, "She didn't want to get back together at first and wouldn't tell me, but when she finally did, before she started to show, I told her it didn't matter. I wanted to help." The male sighed, and smiled a little, "I really thought I meant it too." He shook his head a little. Erika, her and Trinity were so much alike. They had actually been friends for a while, though Scott didn't know if they were close or not. "I really loved her Trin...She was the reason I started to get out when I did the first time...I just wish I could have stayed out after she..." He took a deep breathe, "After Bethany was born, Erika got sick. She made it a whole year before she couldn't hold on any longer. It was just after she turned 1 when Erika passed...Beth doesn't even remember her own mother...just me...and my mess ups." He sighed, "I had Ben and Sarah take her shortly before I got arrested, and it's a good thing I did...They're doing really well, and Beth seems happy." Scott looked out his window, then back to Trinity, "She'll be 3 in 2 months...really wants to meet you. I've told her so much about you and how crazy cool her aunty Trin is." Scott sighed, the sat up straight and put his seatbelt on. "I understand...if you don't want to meet her...She's not blood, but she's my little girl, and I love her...just as much as I love you Trin."

Scott turned on his blinker and got back onto the road, they were only actually a few minutes outside the city, they'd be there soon. Trinity could run, or face the future with him. The male had no idea what she would do, but at least she knew, everything. Well almost everything. His true feelings would stay locked away. Locked away in that dark part of his heart. Kept secret so no one would ever know. The large pick up pulled into a parking garage and Scott got out, "Well this is it...This is in the middle of everything pretty much so we can really get anywhere from here...Are you ready?" He asked her, opening her door, and holding out his hand to help her down.

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{{OOC: Alright, so as you know I won't be here next week, well not the beginning, so yeah. If you post I'll probably reply on Friday next week, unless you reply before Sunday. Either way, just a heads up.}}