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Post by aerona elen evan on Jan 14, 2012 15:05:41 GMT -5
YELLOW DIAMONDS IN THE LIGHT  and we are standing side by side [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i919.photobucket.com/albums/ad32/paperheartx_x/bg3.png); width: 388px; padding-top: 20px; padding-bottom: 20px;]
Headaches were part of her daily life, some days they were pretty bad, some days they were bearable but right now she was having one of those. Aerona was lying in the couch, lights off, blinds lowered to the max. She had another of her episodes, a slight one, forgetting where she had left some things and the recipe she was going to cook that night for dinner. It was getting more often and worst and there was no way to stop it. Worrying didn’t fix it and she refused to go to the doctor of course, she didn’t want to know if there were really bad sequels to her accident and if she was going to keep forgetting and forgetting then… she didn’t want to know either. Aerona barely slept, she was afraid of the nightmares and the fragments of hazy memories that slipped in her dreams. Taking her bag she fished for her cigarettes and lit one, taking a long deep drag of it and pressing her hand against her forehead. Nothing could make it better, she had tried with pills and even sleeping a bit more but it was just another of those side effects. She couldn’t listen to music, or turn on TV or even read so she was there staring at the white ceiling praying for it to be more bearable so she could at least do something to entertain herself.
Paris was turning out to be quite the wrong place; Aerona thought being that far away from home she wouldn’t have to deal with past and… well she happened to came across more people from her past than back home. First it had been Gareth, then Cass and finally Chris. Okay, so she didn’t talk much with Gareth and he didn’t knew her enough to stick around but with Cass things had been definitely different because apparently they were summer best friends. She had the proofs, the pictures, the stories and her mother advising her to stay away from him but she didn’t have the memories herself, she couldn’t place all those stories anywhere in her head. Somehow part of her seemed to remember her, or at least seemed to remember how it felt to be around him and bit of memories came to her mind whenever her body was exhausted enough to sleep. Taking another drag of the cigarette she watched as the smoke made twirling forms in the air before disappearing. If Cass knew about her unhealthy habits…
Aerona didn’t like to speak about herself and that included not talking about her bad habit of never sleeping unless it was strictly needed. Whenever she closed her eyes bits of hazy memories and nightmares hunted her and she had a hard time, she feared them so much she tried to stay awake as much as possible, makeup covering her horrible pale face during the day. And well, she smoked but she never hided that, she wasn’t much of drinking, not finding it tasty enough yet because she wasn’t used to it and well parties were still unknown for her. A lot of things were still unknown like love; apparently she had been in a very romantic, very serious, relationship with Chris, so much that he had come to Paris to find her. The fact she couldn’t remember at all and everyone failed to mention him had been slightly creepy and freaked her out, not to mention Chris… well he didn’t exactly pushed memories I her but he liked to talk about a past she couldn’t remember with him. Aerona discovered she was quite a curious person and so she asked him a lot of questions about how it felt dating him, how much in love they were, what did they like to do together in hopes to remember something, to get back some of that happiness…
To be honest, the guy gave her the creeps, for someone reason she was uncomfortable whenever he was near and she was afraid. Aerona wasn’t completely sure it was because he had come after her but it had something to do about their past… how he acted… it was really weird but… well she had no explanation for it. It wasn’t the same thing she felt about Cass, whenever he was around even when he joked about being a stalker the first time they met… she felt comfortable and happy, very optimistic and a bit… mischievous. Thinking about this all made her headache go worst, she closed her eyes, taking the last drag of her cigarette and totally ignoring her mobile phone. She should have fallen asleep because the next thing she remembered was someone knocking at her door.
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Post by zayvion jake krane on Feb 5, 2012 22:21:22 GMT -5
theres a thunder in our hearts baby  so much hate for the ones we love
Zayvion had taken the day off of work, which was a rare occurrence seeing as he preferred to never take time off work so then he didn't think about how much he missed Lisa and Tomi. Staring at the bland ceiling of his bedroom he sighed before he sat up, it was going to be a long day without people coming and going with problems with their cars. Rubbing the back of his neck Zayvion swung his legs off of his bed and perched himself on the edge of it, picking up his phone he looked at the time before he dialed Aerona's number.
Holding his phone to his ear he frowned slightly when the phone rang out, it wasn't like Aerona to not answer his call. Even though he hadn't known her long Zayvion felt the need to protect her because she reminded him of a little sister, frowning at his phone for a moment he tossed it on his bed as he got up and pulled on a singlet and a flannel shirt which he left unbuttoned. He was happy for a change that he had gotten up early and gotten pants on before going back to bed, grabbing his boots he sat down on the edge of his bed again and pulled them on.
Happy he was dressed Zayvion grabbed his phone and placed it in his pocket along with his lighter and carton of Peter Jackson cigarettes, walking out of his room he snatched up his keys and wallet from a small table by the door before he opened the door and stepped outside into the crisp morning air. Locking his door Zayvion looked around for a second before he took off at a brisk walk to Aerona's, reaching her house easily he sighed softly before he raised his hand and knocked on her door. He was worried about her and wanted to make sure she was okay. Waiting for a moment and only hearing silence Zayvion raised his hand and knocked on her door, praying Aerona was behind the door somewhere.
Growling to himself Zayvion reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, dialing her number once again he held his phone to his ear. Hearing the faint ringing of Aerona's phone behind the door he sighed softly before he hung up, "Aerona? Are you in there?" he called through the door before he rapped his knuckles on the door once more. "If you're in there can you open the door?".
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Post by aerona elen evan on Feb 5, 2012 22:47:01 GMT -5
YELLOW DIAMONDS IN THE LIGHT and we are standing side by side [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i919.photobucket.com/albums/ad32/paperheartx_x/bg3.png); width: 388px; padding-top: 20px; padding-bottom: 20px;]
When she had one of those episodes she liked to stay away from everyone because having a headache that bad included usually being rude. Aerona didn’t like being rude to her friends so she hid and waited for it to go away. The phone was ringing and she was conscious of that the first time but she let it ring not wanting to answer calls right at the moment. Cigarette on her lips she was trying to relax to lower down her headache until it was slightly bearable and then she would get some sleep. As it was sleep got to her faster than she expected and it was only the sound of the door what woke her up. She didn’t have a good sleep in about two days and this caller was rather unwelcomed, for a moment she thought about letting whoever it was think she wasn’t home but then she heard Zayvion’s worried voice and had to get up from the couch.
Zayvion was one of her friends, she didn’t have many but the ones she had were always protecting her and worrying over her, which annoyed her sometimes because she wasn’t a kid. Well she acted like that sometimes because it all excited her, she loved trying new things and discovering if she liked them or not, but that wasn’t a reason to treat her like she was always a damsel in distress. “I’m coming.” Shaking her head and running a hand across her face she checked herself in the nearest mirror before opening the door. She didn’t look well but she wasn’t feeling well so it was understandable, Aerona was so tired she wasn’t even going to hide it from Zayvion. Opening the door she greeted him with a sweet smile and moved to the side to let him in. Luckily for her she wasn’t a messy person and her flat was clean except for the blanket in the couch and the pack of cigarettes in the coffee table with the glass of water and her bottle of pills.
“I hope you have a very good reason to come so early, I could have been at school you know.” She was skipping, that much was obvious since she opened the door for him and was now walking toward the windows to raise the blinds enough for him to see around and for her headache to not get worst. “Where you the one calling all morning? Get yourself comfortable, there’s beer in the fridge and some snacks in the counter.” She sat down, well collapse would be more appropriated, in the couch and grabbed the blanket to cover herself again with it. “Shouldn’t you be at work or something?”
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