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RE: Long Live - John Miller - 12 Dec 2011
He looked at her without being able to say a word, still trying to catch his breath. He was scared. His heart was pomping hard in his chest. His lungs still somehow felt as if they were filled with water. He caughed again, strong then before this time, feeling her amrs holding his tight and stopping him from loosing balance.
"You..." he tried to say. "You should... have left me die..."
RE: Long Live - Claire Standish - 12 Dec 2011
Claire stared at him amazed, feeling as if she had not heard him right. She wanted to believe that she had not heard him right. John couldn't be THAT stupid as to actually believe she was gonna just let him die. But the stare he threw her made her understand that he was serious. It made her grow outraged.
She slapped him hard across the face, grabbing him with both hands and shaking him. "How the hell can you even think about saying that?? You're an idiot, John! Goddamnit!"
RE: Long Live - John Miller - 12 Dec 2011
"Sorry, sorry!" John said fast, trying to stop Claire from storming around. He didn't mean to piss her off, he just wanted to die... But of course a spoiled Princess would never understand that.
He spit the last amount of water that he was feeling in his throat on the floor and he slowly and dizzily got up. He supported himself on the wall to be able to stand without falling, and he stopped Claire when she wanted to help him. He hated feeling like a helpless child. He walked to his bed and sat in it, feeling about to throw up. "Damn... I must be a fucking idiot..." he said out loud, though he was talking to himself.
RE: Long Live - Claire Standish - 12 Dec 2011
Claire covered him with big, fluffly blankets and asked him to just sit there without moving and wait for her. She changed her ripped off sweater and went fast downstairs. She announced everyone that they were not going to eat because they were feeling very tired and a bit sick and that they would just go to bed. It took her a bit of time and patience, but she was able to convince both her parents and uncles to just leave them alone for that night.
"Okay, I got everything set. No one will disturb us." she said, sitting next to John in the bed. She started playing with his soking wet hair, caressing his forehead with her fingers. "You imbecile... How, on Merlin's name, could you believe that I would let you die?!"
RE: Long Live - John Miller - 12 Dec 2011
John sighted. "I don't know..." said he. "I just... wish I would die...." he added, staring at the ceiling.
The slap he received scared him and when he got one more he started looking ugly at Claire. But he did know that he was kind of deserving it. Claire was probably feeling horrible about his constant complains. Maybe his words hurt her. It is not nice to tell someone who cares for you that you want to die. It makes them feel bad.
"You.. really DO care for me... right?" he asked, his voice sounding as if he had just had a revelation.
RE: Long Live - Claire Standish - 12 Dec 2011
Claire rolled her eyes. "Of course I do, you idiot! You are annoying and most of the time you do act like just a pain in the ass. But even so... You are family..."
She looked at him and smiled, in a soft, a bit sad way. His hair was still a bit wet, his face was very pale, his cloths were totally fucked... He was a wet and tired looking mess. But, she knew that usually, in order to pass over depression, John needed to consume it. So she thought that maybe talking about the subject would help some.
"What was the worst thing that ever happened to you?" she asked, looking at him.
RE: Long Live - John Miller - 12 Dec 2011
John laughed. He had just tried to suicide and she was asking him what was the worst thing that had ever happened to him. How on Earth could she believe that would help him feel better? Thinking about the past was not going to help him. At least, he didn't thought so. He hated thinking about the past... But then again, maybe that was the problem to begin with. Maybe he did needed to talk about it. Get it out of his chest...
"Being born?" he said, after a deep moment of thinking.
RE: Long Live - Claire Standish - 12 Dec 2011
Claire laughed a bit and shake her head. "No... I mean, your worst memory. Something that, no matter how hard you tried, you were never able to fully forget and you doubt you ever will." she explained.
He was not looking at her at all, but she didn't mind. She knew and felt that it wasn't like him to confess this kind of things to people. Especially to strangers. But she wasn't a stranger... And she knew he'd eventually answer her.
RE: Long Live - John Miller - 12 Dec 2011
He took a moment to think, while playing with his fingers on the bed covers. So many horrible things had happened that it was hard for him to pick just one.
"Well... When I was around 12 years old, my old man came home very pissed. Something had happened at his work or some shit. He started raging for no real reason, and I was able to see my mom getting freaked out. After he fight with her for like an hour, he moved on to me. He beat me so hard, I wasn't able to move out of bed for the next 3 days. And even if after that it all just started growing worse and worse, is that time that I was never actually able to forget. Because it was so pointless, because I have seriously done nothing wrong that time..." he paused, sounding as if it was horribly hard for him to say all those words...
He took a deep breath. "Usually, he has some sort of reason. And if he doesn't, he at least tries to make one up. But that time, he didn't even stressed on trying to find one... He just did it, as if it was fine, as if it was natural, as if I was made for the mare purpose of being his hitting sack. For some reason, it just felt so wrong and painful, more than usual... I guess that it was when I discovered he doesn't seriously need a real reason to do it..."
RE: Long Live - Claire Standish - 12 Dec 2011
"Oh.... Wow..."
That was the only thing Claire was able to say. She had not seen that one coming. She had always known that John was being abused, but he didn't knew it was all THAT bad... No wonder John hated being in that house. It probably reminded him of a horrible past that he wanted to forget. She felt like an idiot... He now looked even worse than before, as if he would want to start cry or something, and she felt it was her fault. She really needed to do something. Something to make him feel better. She started thinking about the things John likes, in order to find something that he would enjoy doing. And then she had it.
"Say... Do you seriously have Muggle friends here in Chicago?" she asked all of a sudden.