http://iamsexandcandy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] iamsexandcandy.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] harshboldcharm 2011-10-19 07:49 am (UTC)

[She spoke slowly, distinctly, and made sure to stop and wait for each comment, or statement to sink in. She just wanted to get everything out there on the table for him. He did ask, and she wasn't afraid to explain it all. He would be the first person she really ever told everything too]

Right, cause you were the one an' only stranger I had sex with! I must be a damnable slut or somethin', someone who fucks every stranger they meet? 'Cause tha' is how I am really feelin' by what ya jus' said. An' ya ain't the only one who made comments like tha'. Before ya I was with one person, Hoyt. He was my ex, an' we lived tagether. Ya were the second, an' only person I gone an' slept with, Wylie. The reason I did it is my own, but since ya think I am so fucked up here, an' ya wanna know things 'bout me--well, I did it 'cause I felt comfortable with ya, safe, as well as turned on! I feel like I should say tha' I ain't sure what I saw in ya tha' night, but I ain't gonna lie ta ya. I really needed a connection tha' night, an' I needed someone who I could experience somethin' other then the intense pain I had been feelin' tha' night as well as the coupla' nights before it when shit hit the fan with my ex.

[She bit her lip hard right then, and turned her head from him because she suddenly felt so raw, and angry.]

But, I'm with ya now...well 'cause ya are my friend, or so I thought!

[She was a dangerous thing, this much she had been learning of herself as of late. Yet, she was also still a teenager, who had a rough childhood and was now experiencing everything at mach 1 speed, emotions, problems, everything all at once. It was a lot to take in. Yet, with people she knew, or cared about Jessica would never do anything to hurt them unless they did something to hurt her.]

Yeah, you are right, Wylie. I am young, new to all a' this! I came from a home tha' wasn't allowed ta do anything, but play my instrument, do my home-school school work, and study the word of God, tha' meant goin' ta camp an' otha' retreats ta learn 'bout God. If me or my Lil sis did anythin' out of step, we got the belt. And for me that was all the time 'cause I didn' want him hurtin' Eden, an' I neva' knew when it was comin' because anything an' everything was somethin' tha' upset my dad.

[She found a car, and slid onto the hood of it. Crossing her legs, she pulled the cape over them to give some semblance of propriety.]

Then I got turned, an' it was terrifying. I got abducted, then thrown into the center of a fuck ton of vamps, an' then my Maker was forced ta make me. He tried ta glamour me ta make it easier on me. They made sure tha' was not the case...they made sure I felt it, an' it fuckin' hurt. Dyin' was scary as fuck, when I woke up--I came outta the ground with my Maker, and had ta learn tha' he refused ta teach me. So, he tried ta pawn me off, but they got sick a me quick. So, they brought me back ta him. Yet, he still hated me, an' what I stood for--jus' cause he killed for Sookie, he was always doin' things fer Sookie, he had ta make me. So, I spent so much time alone, new, with no clue what I was doin'! I wound up with a new boyfriend, who I thought I loved. Recently, he tole me I was shit, an' so was my blood--even though it could heal. He said some shit ta me tha' was vile, evil jus' 'cause I fell outta love with him. Cause I found him goin' through my things on my computer.

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