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Star Shaped Cookies ((open)) « Thread Started on Jul 5, 2009, 3:37am »
Oh, what a night late December back in '63 what a very special time for me as I remember, what a night
Rina was bored out of her mind. She wanted to do something. She wanted to talk to someone. Her long platinum blonde hair fell infront of her face in bits as she bent over to grab a bowling ball. It was red and it sparkled like a diamond. The pyro in her was instantly reminded of fire and an uncontrollable urge came over her. A woman's voice raised sternly in her mind said "Just breath and count to ten." So she did. It helped...a little. But that urge didn't go away. It would nag at her in the back of her mind until she took one of the matches out of her back pocket and caused this entire bowling alley to go up in smoke. How lovely that would be. The flames dancing before her, the smoke filling her nose with it's sweet scent. And this bowling ball sparkling like a diamon in the ruff. Just the mere thought sent a thrill through her veins and made her blood pump faster. She wanted that feeling. The feeling that made her jump and scream and shout. Her blue eyes flicked to the lane as the ball left her pale fingers. A satisfying crack was heard and she smirked.
Impatiently she waited for the ball to return so that she could throw it again. She could feel it rumbling towards her through the floor boards and her nails dragged over the plastic as it shot out of the machine. Rina picked it up again and threw it...and again, and again, and again. It was a never ending cycle that was quickly wearing off. Eventually she grew tired of the game and lay on the smooth caramel colored floor. Her eletric blue finger nails contrasted, causing her to have to look away. She wasn't supposed to have nail polish on anyway. That meant that it was in her room....and nail polish was flamible. "Hello Alessandrina. My pretty pretty girl." Rina looked up, her eyes wide. "Mom?" Rina slowly sat up and stared at her mother. She was in her prima ballerina outfit. Her gorgeous white tu-tu flowing behind her. Those long almost black locks tamed and tied up in a perfect flawless bun. Rina looked down and saw that she too was in the prima ballerina outfit. Instantly she was on her feet. Her mother's favorite, Paranoia in B flat, began to play in the background.
The same movements over and over and over again. The same pattern, the same strip of music. The last strip of music before her parents died. The entire bowling alley was on fire. Her father appeared and took her mother into his arms. Rina grit her teeth together as she moved faster and faster. She wanted her parents to notice her. She wanted her father to go away. A high pitch scream echoed in her ears. Her name. Pounding on glass and her name being screamed out in utter terror. Tears spilled from her eyes and she herself began to scream. "MOTHER! MOTHER! YOU DESERVED IT MOTHER! WHY COULDN'T YOU LOVE ME?! WHY COULDN'T YOU AND FATHER HAVE LOVED ME AS MUCH AS YOU LOVED EACH OTHER!?" Her knees hit the floor as she continued to scream. She started to scratch at the floor boards. Her scratching turned to clawing. Her clawing turned to digging. She was almost out. She knew it. Rina's eyes shut for two seconds...and everything was gone. "Mother?" Her voice echoed softly around her. She was back in the clothes she had been wearing before. The once empty room now had someone standing in it besides her. Someone was standing over her, staring at her wide eyed. "Mother? Father?" She grabbed the person's legs and tilted her head to the side, tears still spilling from them. "Have you seen my parents?" She began to sob.
Re: Star Shaped Cookies ((open)) « Reply #1 on Jul 11, 2009, 8:16pm »
lets kick up our heels,, and dance the night away,,
elliot snuck into the bowling alley, looking around for any signs of life. he saw a lone girl, with platinum blonde hair, seemingly entranced by the bowling ball, instead of actually playing the game. he shrugged, he wasn't one to judge. he wasn't here to bowl, anyway. he was going to practice his dancing. he loved to do ballet, and he didn't really care that he was mocked constantly for it, it was his passion, and he would dance if he wanted to.
he walked across the floor silently, his cd player in hand, cd already loaded and ready to play. he set the stereo down on the smooth floor, and skipped the cd onto track 4, paranoia in b flat, his favourite song to dance to. well, favourite song to dance ballet to. as he heard the music, he started to move slowly and freely, swaying his body in time with the music. he spun and turned, leaping high up into the air, doing complicated jumps and spins, stretching his body out gracefully, resembling a swan slightly.
he was glad that this was the one thing he had to himself, that he didn't have to share with pheonix. he already shared his body with his other half, which on many occasions, pheonix abused the privilage, letting himself get hurt, smoking, doing drugs and alcohol, lowering the life span for them both. he absolutely detested it, and dancing was like an escape, of some sort, the one thing he had to call his own.
over the sound of the music, he heard screaming, it rang in his ears like some sort of sick music of its own. it was a girl's scream, and although he heard lots of screaming everyday, (living in a mental home, there is always going to be sounds like that) it sounded familiar, like he had heard it before. he curiously made his way over, only to spot that she was clawing at the floor, like some sort of wild animal, as if trying to escape. but, unlike him, not figuratively, literally. it didn't make any sense, as the room was basically empty, apart from the two of them. then, it struck him. it was rina. he knew the sound of the voice was familiar. he quickened his pace, rushing over to her, kneeling down beside her.
"have you seen my parents? can you tell themm i'm sorry?"
the voice, the enchanting voice that caused butterflies to erupt in his stomach every time he heard it was in pain, in desperation, and it caused a dull ache in his chest. he picked her up, untangling her fingers ffrom his trouser legs, lacing them with his own. he held her close to him, rocking her back and forth, whispering soothing words into her ear, trying to calm her down, to get her out of whatever hallucination she was having, trying to bring her back to him.
he kissed her head repeatedly, resisting the urge to kiss her on the lips, knowing that it wouldn't be right, she wasn't even really here, not in her mind, anyway. "ssh, rina, you're okay, your parents aren't here...its elliot, i'm here with you, you'll be fine," he whispered into her hair, the platinum strands tickling his cheek, but he wouldn't have it any other way.
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Re: Star Shaped Cookies ((open)) « Reply #2 on Jul 12, 2009, 1:46am »
Rina was in total and utter pain. Her mind was so confused. What had just happened? Her fingernails were all chipped and broken, some of them bleeding slowly. The sight of the blood made her bite her lip. She looked around wildly and her head bumped into somebody's chin. She looked up and saw a boy. He was talking to her softly. He said her name. "Elliot?" Rina eyes were puffy and red. It was hard to see but she got closer. "Elliot?" Her head tilted to the side. The tears started flowing again.
It took her awhile to calm down. Her head cleared the more Elliot spoke to her. Finally, when she could think straight again, she realized how fast her heart was beating. Being near Elliot did things to her. Crazy things. It was incredible how..different she felt when she was with him. Rina sniffled and looked up at him, instantly blushing. His lips were only a few centimeters away. "You...you kept your promise." She smiled and snuggled up to him. "Thank you..." She whispered, her eyes closed. "I'm so sorry you had to see that..."
Rina's heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. Elliot was so warm and inviting. His voice just...it made her feel like she was special. For once in her life someone wanted her. She loved that feeling. Her platinum blonde hair was in her eyes, that she was glad of. A part of her didn't ever want to see this room again. Paranoia in b flat was still ringing in her head and she didn't know why. Rina ignored it and snuggled up closer to Elliot. She began to humn along with the song subconciously.
Rina's blue eyes looked up at Elliot's face and examined it closely. The softness of his expression made her smile. Pheonix and his dark eyes popped into her head. He'd never get her again. She knew the differences by them just walking through the door. It might not be obvious to other people but it was to her. She hoped she'd never have to see Pheonix again...but she knew she would. A quick shudder went through her entire body at the thought.
"Elliot...I'm starting to feel sick..." She muttered softly, her eyesight focusing and unfocusing rapidly. God she hated it when this happened. It happened a lot when she was a kid. She was completely out of focus as her house was burned to the ground six months ago...
Re: Star Shaped Cookies ((open)) « Reply #3 on Jul 15, 2009, 5:56pm »
lets kick up our heels,, and dance the night away,,
elliot gently closed her ruined fingers in his hand, curling his palm around the abused digits. he kissed away her tears, still rocking her slowly, cradling her in his arms. as she looked up, he took the oppertunity to kiss her softly on the lips, moving his mouth gently againt hers. she tasted sweet, of candy, and she smelled like flowery perfume, he breathed her scent in, memorising it, embedding it in his head and in his heart.
"You...you kept your promise." "im so sorry you had to see that."
he smiled softly at her, breaking the kiss. "of course i did. i'm a man of my word. and i couldn't leave you upset like that, it wouldn't be safe, or right, for that matter. never be sorry for who you are," he commanded softly. he heard her hum along to the song, and he was surprised that it was familiar to her, as not many people his age would listen to this type of music, unless they were dancers, or interested in classical music. "you know this song?" he asked her, puzzled. not because he thought she probably listened to the pop shit nowadays, but because it wa so uncommon to find someone with the same love of classical.
"elliot...i'm starting to feel sick..."
he panicked; he knew he shouldn't be so stupid. he had read her file. not out of badness, or spite, but he was curious. and if he knew exactly what she had, he would be able to keep her safe and comforted knowing exactly how to calm her down. he picked her up gently, balancing himself so that he wouldn't drop her, because even after ten eyars of dance training, yes, he was quite strong, but he was of slight build. he carried her across the sleex wooden floor, leaving his cd player behind, he could come back for that later. he brought her outside, and immediately sat her down, hoping that the fresh air would help her current situation.
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Re: Star Shaped Cookies ((open)) « Reply #4 on Jul 18, 2009, 10:56pm »
Rina was about to pass out. She felt so exhausted and the nausea in her stomach only grew worse. She closed her eyes as Elliot picked her up. Her blonde hair fell in her face and her fingers clenched. She could feel her nails cutting into her skin as she tried not to puke. Ugh, she hated when this happened. After a really bad attack, she either passed out or got sick. Rina's eyes shut even more if that was possible. She bit her tongue and the taste of blood became known.
Once outside Rina pushed herself out of Elliot's arms and ran to the nearest tree. Once she was out of sight she puked. She didn't dare open her eyes. If she did, the sight of the puke would just make her puke more. She wiped her mouth and cringed before leaning against the tree. Her entire body ached. She should have taken her medicine today, but Rina hated taking her medicine. It always made her so...vegatable like. Rina would hate to be like that around Elliot. Why couldn't she just have some other kind of mental case? Like...like something that didn't make her go insane?
She finally managed to calm herself down before she walked over to Elliot and sat down in the grass next to him. "I'm sorry..." She muttered, looking at the ground. She picked at a couple blades of grass. "And yeah I know that song...from a long time ago..." She sighed and glanced at him. She felt so bad that he had to see her like this. Rina hated it. She wasn't the type of person who liked to show weakness. At all. The fact that it was infront of Elliot made it even worse. Rina looked back at the ground, embarrassed.
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