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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 12:57:38 GMT -6
Was this girl even eating enough? She looked rather thin to say the least but Rave wouldn't say anything about it. When she wobbled he was there to make sure she kept her balance but didn't touch her more than he needed. It was quite strange to be with a naked girl like this and not be in a sexual situation, he couldn't even remember if he'd ever been with a naked girl in a non-sexual way before.
"Yoah shouldn't smoke this much, luv.."
He said but got the pipe for her as well as the shampoo and the bucket and kneeled down by the tub just as he spotted the scars on her back.
A moment past and he was just mesmerized by them and couldn't help but trace his fingers over them slowly with his right hand, his own scar began to ache instantly and the left hand just put the bucket down and went to rub his own scar by his right shoulder.
The tattoos on his left arm seemed to move on their own in their swirling patters when he moved. His right hand's fingers traced over the burn marks as well but soon returned to the lash marks again.
"we're the same...in a way.."
He whispered as if his thoughts just formed words that he wasn't really aware of himself while his eyes were fixed on the scars on her skin.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 13:09:55 GMT -6
"I know," she said as she laid the pipe in the soap dish. "But I don't want to take anything stronger for the pain with my head half bashed in." She sat in the hot water, feeling comfortable as her knots unknit while he got everything together and knelt by the tub with a little grunt. She forgot he was hurt too, but he struck her as the type that he'd brush her off if she mentioned it again.
He didn't speak for a long moment and she was about to turn and ask him when when she felt his fingers across her skin. Ah, that. She thought to herself. She didn't worry about it overmuch, but let him explore the marks and closed her eyes. His touch was so tender it was almost reverent and felt like a massage.
"we're the same...in a way.." He murmured as his fingertips kept tracing the lines she'd never seen herself.
"Mores the pity to you then," She said, the Irish phrase falling off her lips as if her mother had spoken them just moments ago, but she didn't move or open her eyes but sat there in the hot water and steam with some stranger tracing the scars she wore in payment of sins she wasn't even sure she'd committed.
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 13:17:52 GMT -6
"...Moah the pitys me."
He replied without thinking while still tracing the scars softly. Her skin was soft and warm and her scars were soft as well, not at all like his even though he had a lot more scars than she had. He probably had over two hundred lashes or more on his back.
"..who did this to you? and.. why?"
He asked quietly and not until now was he able to look away from her back and to her just as he broke the haze he'd been stuck in. He bit his lower lip and sank down to sit on his legs by the tub and retracted his hand from her back.
"uh... sorreh, didn't mean..uh...sorreh..."
He repeated and instantly aimed to pick the bucket up from the floor.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 13:24:04 GMT -6
"Don't worry about it." She said, still not turning. "Let's just say tonight wasn't the worst thing that's happened in my life, just the most recent, OK? Why ruin a perfectly good evening talking about the past?" She laughed bitterly a little before reaching for the pipe again but her fingers were too wet so she put it back again and hugged her knees.
She squeezed her eyes shut as the hot water ran over her head and hair, the scented water running down her back and washing away the traces of his touch, stinging the raw patch near the nap of her neck. When he put his hands in her hair she winced.
"Ow, can you take off the rings? They'll pulling what left I have of my hair..." She complained.
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 13:34:59 GMT -6
"Obviously.."
He said quietly and glanced down at her back again while carefully pouring water over her head to soak her properly so he could help wash her hair.
"..woudln't call this a pe'fect night, luv. Those kinda nights dunn come with bloodshed."
He added and took the shampoo but didn't get far to rub it in before she complained about her rings. He once again excused himself and took them off before cursing at himself for saying he was sorry all the time.
Rave put the six rings on the toilet seat and returned to wash her hair just as he'd done with his little sister when they were kids and just as he'd done with Matt that time when he'd been stabbed and couldn't do much on his own all though... this was still different than those times.
" 'e took a good tuft of yoah 'air with 'im didn't 'e?"
He said and finally managed to get all of her hair in shampoo, washing it thoroughly before he picked the bucket up again and told her to close her eyes to avoid getting shampoo in them then filled the bucket and poured more water over her.
Rave wasn't sure if she wanted him to wash her all over so he just made sure to get the shampoo out of her hair instead.
"can yoah wash yoahself on yoah own?"
He asked to put it lightly and also actually ask her if she needed help or not with it.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 13:42:25 GMT -6
She turned her head to look at him, her hair in blond wet tangles and her eyes a blend of green and brown and as unreadable as Sanskrit as she searched his face for something.
"Will you wash my back?" She asked, remaining bent over her knees and the bruising on her face much more remarkable now that she had sat facing away from him for twenty minutes as marks continued to rise on her pale skin. Even on her arms there were indentations blooming in blue and purple.
Her eyes flickered as she watched his every moment and he felt as if she was weighing him, but not judging him. "Don't you have someone waitin' for you at home?" She asked, a small quirk of her lips. "If you do, your gonna to be in so much trouble..."
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 13:53:38 GMT -6
When she turned to look at him, he paused his movements and just met her eyes for what seemed to be the longest moment as if telling her he meant what he said was true. When she finally spoke, he nodded.
"Yeah.. suah"
He said softly and grabbed the soap and rubbed some foam up between his hands before he put it back down and slowly moved over her back with both hands.
It was hard to be careful around bruises since they seemed to be all over the place but he did what he could with what he had at least.
After a moment, Rave closed his eyes and clenched his jaws for a moment before gritting his teeth and leaned over to the sink and washed some cold water over his knuckles on his left hand. Soap and cuts didn't mix that was for sure, always stung like hell. His eye had begun to swell up pretty good by now and he had a hard time seeing at the left side due to it but he wouldn't complain.
He slowly moved back and continued to wash her back but a bit more careful this time on how he did it so he wouldn't get soap smears in the cuts on his knuckles. Slowly he washed her shoulders and neck as well but was careful not to put soap anywhere near the bare skin lacking a bit of hair.
"oh shit.. I forgot Devon, my roommate.. I'll send 'im a text message when we're done in 'ere so he knows I'm not bunkin' in my room tonite.. man.. didn't even tell 'im where I went aftah work.. to 'im I've been "missin" since like... 5pm.. it's almost 4am now..."
He said while pausing the movements for a moment but started washing her back and shoulders soon after.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 14:27:28 GMT -6
"Soooo, " She asked, her eyes firmly on her pink painted toenails. "Devon's your boyfriend? Because, you have an odd vibe going here...Not that I don't like it, but, the way you danced with me out on the floor...all play. Now, no play. I mean," She shot him a side ways glance. "Most guys would have got a semi, even if they were the white knight. Not that I'm complaining," She said as she lay her head back down on her knees. "This is the nicest anyone's treated me in a long time."
She didn't add that it would fade, the niceness. It always did. No one was very always nice. And she was like a magnet that drew out the worst possible filth in people. The longer they were around her the more like shit they treated her.
Might as well suck up the niceness while she could. She leaned back in the tub and waited his answer.
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 14:39:28 GMT -6
"Ah... hah no, 'es no' my boyfriend. Could be if 'ed been Gay or Bi like I am, bu' 'e's straight so.. no."
He said and blushed somewhat at her next statement before letting his hands soap her arms as well, as long as he didn't touch any... vital... areas he would be fine, right? He kept his eyes looking at his own hands.
"uh... I.. who evah said I didn't..?"
Rave asked. He'd kept himself from the waist down below the edge of the tub so she wouldn't see it but obviously that was something she expected and that kind of made her profession a bit more obvious even though he wanted to pretend he wasn't aware of what else she did but sell drugs.
"Like I said Sisseh, I won't take advantage of yoah no mattah 'ow my bodeh reacts."
He took the bucket again and let the warm water run over her back from the neck down but as the water ran out of it he paused and put it down for a moment.
"...I know 'ow tha' is.. gettin' surprised when someone's bein' all nice to yoah and all yoah end up doin' is thinkin' "when will it end" or "what's the catch"... Devon was like tha' ..."
He paused for a moment and leaned his lower arms on the edge of the tub and looked down in the lightly purplish water that smelled of lavender.
"I can be a complete ass sometimes... most times... I've go' this...uh.. tempah issue.. Bu' 'es always been theah fo' me.. some'ow 'e always manages to calm me down, no idea 'ow... I owe 'im so much I can't even begin to describe it..'es the closest thing I've 'ad fo' a best friend in a long time."
He said, speaking quietly before he picked the bucket up again and poured the water over her arms this time in soft warm waves to wash the soap away.
"Yoah 'ungre? yoah 'ave any food 'ere or do yoah just ordah from downstairs?"
He asked as if telling her he didn't want to be a bother or an embarrassment if she was to wash the rest of her body on her own.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 14:49:02 GMT -6
She ran the washcloth over herself as he talked about his friend, listening not only to his words, but the way his body spoke.
"If I believed in love, I'd think you love him. He does't..." she raised her brows... "Know? Or does know and doesn't help you out?"
She didn't bat an eye at him being bi, it wasn't up to her to cast stones as another's person's life. But people have needs, they have needs when they didn't have anything else to hold on to. It was why poor people had so many more kids than rich people.
"Now here I am being all nosy, and I'm sorry. Can you help me out of the tub and hand me a towel?" She broke them both out of their thoughts and held out her good hand to him. Wetly gleaming and shades of white, shell pink, dark purple, black and blue she left grit, blood and hair swirling in the water of the tub.
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 15:02:29 GMT -6
"hn... maybe I do.. in a way. Nevah realleh thought about it tha' way until now"
He admitted with a slight shrug and looked up at her with a light smile on his lips.
" 'e doesn't know I suppose. We screw around sometimes just to ge' off bu' ... theah's no real feelin's involved bu' it is convenient."
He added and leaned over to get hold of a white towel. He rose to a stand and offered his hand to her to help her get out of the tub and as soon as she'd found her balance on the floor, he wrapped her into the towel like she was a child and carefully rubbed her back dry.
"Don't worreh about it. If I didn't wanta tell yoah, I would show it."
He said and walked around her to lead her out of the bathroom by holding her upper arms, walking behind her and working on his slight hard on to calm down which wasn't an easy task. At least it helped a bit to think of Jose and his son and the fight a bit.
"Yoah 'ave any clothes someweah?"
He asked, ready to help her get them for her. When she told him where they were, he got them for her and placed them on the bed and looked at her with eyes that asked if she'd need help with these as well.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 15:19:04 GMT -6
"... theah's no real feelin's involved bu' it is convenient."
She made a sound that sounded a lot like a snort but let the comment slide. He helped her out of the bathroom and she slid under the sheets.
"Yoah 'ave any clothes someweah?" He asked.
"Closet, if you can find anything I can get in and out of one handed." She pulled out the towel with a grimace dropped it to the floor and tucked the sheet around her. The money and the drugs bounced around the side as she did so and she scooped them up and dropped them into the bedside table drawer, pausing as she saw some vicodan mixed in. With a shrug she took it.
He lay a sun-dress over the foot of the bed, something she could pull up rather than have to mess with lifting her arm.
"Thanks." she said, gesturing towards the TV. "There's a mini fridge under there, I've got some chicken and stuff, tater salad. Beer, coke...but if you give me a shot of vodka I'll be your new best friend." She teased with a grin.
She ate little, picking here and there at the chicken and taking a few bites of the salad.
Looking over at him she reached over and traced a finger over the back of his damaged hand.
"You know how when you were a kid, you'd go to the doctor and he'd give you a shot...and you'd cry and cry? Then he'd give you a piece of candy, and it was all better." She looked up at him. "I've had my shot, is there any hope for some candy?"
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 15:35:47 GMT -6
Rave brought the food to her and fished out a fork from a shelf and brought that with him as well as the coke as well as one for himself and placed it in her hands.
"No vodka fo' yoah. Yoah 'ave a concussion, alcohol isn't the best way to go then. Neitha is sleep.. no' fo' at least 10 more hours"
He added and opened the coke for her and placed it on the nightstand unless she wanted it right away then opened one for himself as well and took a few drinks from it instantly before he flicked his black berry cellphone up and sent Devon a text message.
"Yo man, sleeping over at a new friend's place. We got a bit roughed up and we're just going to chill 4 a few 'til we feel better. Got some wounds to lick, dunn worry. We're fine, none life threatening. chill! /R
He hit send and put his blackberry away in his pocket again after it had bleeped to confirm that Devon had received the text message.
When Sissy spoke again rave smiled and looked down at the sheets with a light smile.
"Yeah, I remembah tha'... bu' it depends on wha' kinda candeh yoah'r thinkin' of Sissy. I won't take advantage of yoah."
He repeated and glanced up at her for a moment then let his eyes fall down to the coke in his hand where he sat on the side of her bed by her, only a sheet between them.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 15:43:08 GMT -6
"Jeez, Tiger, you keep saying take advantage of...what's a girl gotta do?" She laughed at him. "I had you take my clothes off, wash me and put me to bed. Do I need neon pasties?"
"Just say no if you think I'm beneath you or whatever!" She rubbed her knuckle between her eyes. "I have a massive headache and want to feel good for a while and not have the last thing I remember being Jose when I fall asleep at night."
She pushed the food aside. "But I forgot, you have work don't you. You'd better toddle off home then and catch 40 or whatever. I'll see you around, probably in a few days." She reached for the remote and clicked the on button. A music video came on the screen and she watched it with a fixed gaze.
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 15:56:51 GMT -6
" 'ell no!"
He chuckled softly and looked at her while he ended up with a light smile on his lips and shook his head while it faded all together.
"No.. yoah no' beneath me Sissy. No' at all.. I just... nh... I'd probableh been all ovah yoah if it was any otha night bu'... yoah hurt, yoah should rest."
Rave placed the food on the bedside table as well as he placed his coke there and leaned over and snatched the remote from her and turned the TV off by flicking his hand backwards and hit the power button.
" 'ow stupid it may sound to yoah.. I 'ave my principles an' I do follow 'em. This is one of 'em"
That I didn't even knew I had until now he added in his mind but didn't make a mine of it outwards. He walked around the bed and sat down on it and undid his boots before getting into bed, taking the pillow under his head and winched some when his swollen cheek hit it and instead ended up leaning his head on the edge of it.
"come 'ere"
He said and made her move closer until she ended up with her head on his shoulder. Rave wrapped his left arm around her so his hand rested by the back of her head and fished out his phone again.
"No, tomorrow I'm baybe sittin' yoah to make suah yoah fine first. Concussions aren't to be played with"
He said and flicked his phone up and dialed a number to an answering machine and spoke into it.
"Yo Gordy, this is Rave, I won't be comin' in to work tomorrow, Got a situation with a friend 'ere tha' I need to take care of. Quite uhrgent too. I'll explain latah bu' fo' now I need to tend to this.. I 'ope yoah ge' this in time fo' openin'. Cheers"
He hung up and placed the phone back in his pocket then wrapped his right arm around her shoulder and gently rubbed it then her back in a gentle and soothing way.
"Now, tha's taken care of. an' this is wha' I'll do fo' yoah. I'll lay 'ere and 'old yoah an' make yoah feel bettah this way."
He said and leaned the part of his cheek that wasn't injured, against the top of her head.
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