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Post by Semper Capone on Jan 24, 2011 9:44:59 GMT -5
I needed to get away from it all. Things were just getting too chaotic for me at the moment. I had come out to two of my best friends and, well, one of them took it okay. The other didn't take it as well. Damn, if only she knew how awful I felt right now. I wanted to make it up to her somehow, but the only question was how was I to go about doing that?
I had woken up abnormally early this morning, dressing warmly as I headed outside to clear my head. The cold air certainly did good with waking me up. The sky was still dark at this ungodly hour, but that didn't bother me. I shoved my hands into the pockets of my sweatshirt and headed out into the fields, and once my one good eye adjusted to the darkness, I found a large tree and sat underneath it, leaning back against the trunk and facing the east.
Bell was still asleep, so I didn't want to bother her. For now, I just had myself to talk to -- er, well, I could try talking to my mother, but she was off wherever the hell it is the gods and goddesses stay. I doubt she'd even be able to hear me. Emitting a frustrated sigh, I somewhat harshly thrust my head back against the tree trunk, muttering to myself about how utterly stupid I had been yesterday.
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Post by Tamara George on Jan 24, 2011 10:07:47 GMT -5
Tamwalked down to the fields, breathing in the fresh air and pulling her hair out of it's hair band, kneading the back of her neck to rid herself of the ache that had settled there, she walked further until she saw a boy sitting beneath a tree...who incidently looked to be banging his head against a trunk. Well that was certainly...different.
"I'm pretty sure that isn't too good for you," She smirked moving towards him.
"I'm Tamara by the way, Tamara George, daughter of Aphrodite...just call me Tam," She said pleasantly, flashing a smile.
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Post by Semper Capone on Jan 28, 2011 17:45:20 GMT -5
I shut my eyes tightly for a few minutes, trying to calm myself down by doing something -- anything -- to get my mind off how it seemed that I had let Chicago down. I don't even know why! I didn't want to keep secrets from her; I trusted her with anything. She probably would've been madder if I had kept it secret for any longer...
There was a voice beside me, causing me to open my eyes. A girl was standing nearby with a smirk on her face, looking down at me as she introduced herself. Another Aphrodite kid. I couldn't hold back the frustrated chuckle I gave while looking up at her, a slightly irritated smile on my face.
"Semper Capone." I replied, though my voice held no trace of the irritation I was feeling. And since she was so blunt to tell me who her mother was, I figured I'd just tell her mine. "Son of Demeter. Nice t' meet y', Tam." I couldn't help but wonder why she was up as early as I was; usually when I was up before the crack of dawn, I was the only one lurking around campus. Guess I was wrong. "What're y' doin' out 'ere this early?"
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Post by Tamara George on Jan 28, 2011 18:28:55 GMT -5
"Couldn't sleep," She explained simply.
"I only got here last night," She told him, her eyes sweeping back up towards the buildings, a small frown finding it's way onto her face before moving a hand through her hair.
"Mind if I join you?" She asked.
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Post by Semper Capone on Feb 5, 2011 21:05:06 GMT -5
"So y' couldn't sleep either?" I asked, looking up at her. She didn't seem to be tired or anything, but who cared? I put my head back against the tree trunk, half-blind eyes examining her.
"Jus' got here?" I couldn't quite figure out she had meant by that. "Do y' mean like y' jus' transferred, or y' only jus' came outside today?" She did sort of look new... I didn't recognize anything about her. Maybe she had been here for a while -- I was literally half blind, so I never know when I really miss something. It really sucked not being able to see out of one eye; sure, it was humbling in a way, but I was frequently blindsided by anything and everything. I didn't like it.
"Sure, go ahead." I told her with a sigh, gesturing with an hand in a welcoming fashion. I honestly didn't really want the company, but I could put up with it for a while... I hoped...
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Post by Tamara George on Feb 9, 2011 7:24:24 GMT -5
"Nah. Took me ages to get here...I've just had a load of coffee," She laughed.
"I just transferred from England," She said simply, sitting down, ignoring the small tug of homesickness she felt as she spoke.
"I'm not interrupting am I?" She asked.
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Post by Semper Capone on Feb 10, 2011 10:37:17 GMT -5
Coffee. Heh. It amazing me how many people were addicted to that stuff. Of course I didn't know how great the stuff was since I wasn't addicted to it -- I was addicted to another drink, though I'm trying to quit and so far it's been working, but I'm literally on the verge of caving -- but there obviously must be something good about it. Sage drank the stuff like there was no tomorrow, so I still have yet to figure out why it tastes as good as it does.
"England, eh?" I asked. I should've picked up on that judging by her accent, but my mind was so preoccupied that I don't know how I missed that. "Y' definitely came farther than I did. I'm jus' from Tennessee." Maybe I would go back home once I graduated. Leave all this heartache behind. But doing that would probably just hurt me more than staying and trying to work things out. Pft. Like I could seriously compete with Kaleb...
"No, y' ain't interruptin'." I told her, shaking my head. "Jus' got a lot on m' mind, is all. S'why I couldn't sleep, either."
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Post by Tamara George on Feb 10, 2011 11:29:49 GMT -5
"I came over a week or so to get 'settled' before starting at school," She told him easily.
By the second day she'd been all but begging to be packed off, her stepmother had been in a particularly bad mood and grouched about pretty much anything.
"Tennesse? Cool, I had a friend who lived there for a bit, she's in France now though..." Tam said wrinkling her nose ever so slightly. She wasn't exactly sure how far away Tennesse was from Richmond but it would have been comforting to know that one of her friends was on at least the same continent as her.
She tilted her head to the side ever so slightly when he said he couldn't sleep.
"You know when I'm stressing and can't sleep I get a random bit of paper and write it all out...then scrunch it up...possibly burn it so no one can read it 'cause mostly that wouldn't be too good a thing," She said adding a laugh on the end.
"It helps you to realise REALLY obvious things...and is way better than counting bloody sheep," She said.
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Post by Semper Capone on Feb 10, 2011 11:44:02 GMT -5
"How do y' like America so far?" I asked, having to turn my head nearly all the way to the side so I could see her. I didn't want to ask her to move since she was sitting on my blind side since that would be rude, so I just put up with it. Hopefully my solid white eye wouldn't freak her out too much.
I nodded slightly when she told me of her friend that once lived in Tennessee; maybe I knew her, but I highly doubted I did.
Turning my head back around and resting it back against the trunk, I gave a weak, dry laugh. "If I wrote down everythin' that was on m' mind, it'd be as thick as a dictionary." Sure I was exaggerating it, but if I really did write down the things that were on my mind, it'd take me quite a while. I'd be such a wreck by the time I was done -- if it was even possible to feel any more shittier than I already did. "The only thin' is, I already realized why I'm so... such a wreck." Of course I wasn't actually going to tell her all my problems; I didn't even know her! I didn't even trust her -- I didn't really trust anyone right now except maybe one or two people.
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Post by Tamara George on Feb 10, 2011 12:00:51 GMT -5
"America seems cool, hasn't rained at all since I got here....I'm almost dehydrating," She joked lightly.
"It's kind of weird here though, I mean I'm here like five seconds and I meet one of my half sisters...I've never had a sister before it's kind of cool, you might know her," She said as she lightly rested her chin against her palm.
She listened to him speak before letting out a laugh.
"Ah right, then you have issues, you never though, sometimes things just fall into place...or just completely fall apart but let's not pessimistic," She said.
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Post by Semper Capone on Feb 10, 2011 12:14:42 GMT -5
I guess it's good when it doesn't rain. Even though rain is good, it just seems to make the day feel much more awful and gloomy, and now I was really hoping it didn't rain today. Even if it did, I'd probably just go for a three hour walk and get soaked, but I wouldn't mind. Maybe it'd do me some good and make me think about archetypes instead of all the problems I had.
The moment she mentioned her half sister and that I might know her, my weak will just shattered. I shut my eyes tightly and set my jaw, but only briefly. My facial features relaxed soon, but there was still an obvious expression of pain on my face. My heart literally ached in my chest; I had to get over this, though. Stop dwelling over the past and just accept that it happened. "Yeah... I know her..." I said quietly, my voice small barely above a whisper. "'n' believe m', it's completely fallen apart."
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Post by Tamara George on Feb 10, 2011 12:49:53 GMT -5
Tam gazed out over the landscape, turning back to him after a moment in time to see a somewhat pained expression on his face. It was only fleeting though, so quick in fact at first she wasn't sure if she'd seen anything at all.
...possibly a touchy subject then...she couldn't help but wonder if it was Chicago who'd caused all the angst.
"So she's the problem then?" She asked before she paused.
"...oh...sorry, I won't pry if you don't want me to," She said awkwardly.
"My grandma always used to say that it gets worse before it gets better," She said quietly after a moment...she wouldn't have admitted it but she missed her grandma.
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Post by Semper Capone on Feb 10, 2011 13:05:55 GMT -5
Tam's words hit me like a blow to the torso. Chicago wasn't the problem -- I was. It was my fault I couldn't give her what she wanted. It was my fault that I did something that turned her against me, in a way. It was my fault; all my own fault.
"She's not the problem..." I said, then added in a very quiet whisper: "I am." Of course it pained me to think that, but it's the truth. I opened my eyes, staring distantly off as my mind was racing. I wanted to tell Tam everything so as to not keep all my emotions bottled up, but could I trust her? No, I shouldn't tell her... but bottling things up wasn't good for your health, believe me.
"I hope you're right 'bout that...." I muttered, swallowing hard. "I ain't sure how this could get better. She's happier now than when I was with her." From where I was looking, I couldn't see Tam on my blind side so it made me almost feel like I was talking to myself, which I found myself doing quite often now days.
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Post by Tamara George on Feb 10, 2011 13:19:04 GMT -5
Tam looked at him, searching his face before she spoke.
"Well whatever you did couldn't be that bad right?" She said, it was kind of difficult not to jump to all kind of conclusions but he seemed nice enough and seemed to care a great deal so it she kept it in check.
"Maybe you should try talking to her, it'll just get worse if you keep it all in?" She said.
"It can't be that bad...can it?" She asked gently.
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Post by Semper Capone on Feb 10, 2011 13:36:54 GMT -5
If only I trusted this English lady; I would just spill all my problems to her faster than I'd be able to realize what I was doing.
"That's the problem: I don't know what I did wrong." I lightly shrugged my shoulder, my fingers wrapping around a long stalk of grass as I ripped it out of the ground, tearing it into little pieces. "Whatever happened, though, I jus' hope it wasn't very serious.... I would never want t' intentionally hurt her..." The more I thought about it, the more I was dreading the truth. "I'll ask her sometime soon. I don't want t' ruin her day by askin' right when she gets up." I added quietly, turning to look at the small shreds of grass that were now on the ground.
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