Sometimes we push away the ones we love.

[lauren.]

Hailey, you know the plot!


Forum;
Name.
Age.
Appearance.
Info.
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Quinn Sarah Charlene
17

Likes to have fun, caring, and somewhat tempered.

[haileyjordan]

Gage Michael Faraday
Eighteen

Very short temper, keeps feeling to himself. He doesn't understand the
meaning of love, and doesn't show it. His past haunts him.

[lauren.]

Quinn;
It's been about two weeks since Gage has moved in. It's strange to have a guy I don't know living in the house, especially in my room. I was in the kitchen doing the dishes because we don't have a freaking dishwasher.

[haileyjordan]

Gage,
I sat up in 'our' room as I laid on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I hated everyone right now. I hadn't really left the room much since I got here. My step-father had taken away all my razors, so I had no way of releasing the pain. I hated being in this room, with a girl I barely knew. I wasn't to pleased about it at all.

[lauren.]

Quinn;
I sighed as I glanced up at the ceiling. He's been up our room practically the whole time. I mean, it's boring up there. I finished with the dishes and chewed on my lip as I debated on going up there so I could get on my laptop. I frowned, this OS my house and some guy shouldn't be keeping me away from my room. I headed up the stairs and opened the door.

[haileyjordan]

Gage,
My eyes darted to the door as it creaked open, as Quinn stepped in. I growled under my breath but ignored her presence. The less I needed to talk to her, the better. I rubbed my wrist with my hand, craving the feeling of the blade. I knew she'd freak if I brought one out, if I had one.

[lauren.]

Quinn;
I rolled my eyes as I heard him growl. What, is he an animal now. I shut the door and sat on my bed as I turned my laptop on. I glanced over at him chewing on my lip,"Why don't you leave the room?"I asked simply.

[haileyjordan]

Gage,
I shot a glare at her when she said that, "Why don't you go fuck yourself, bitch," I told her coldly as I turned on my side, staring the the wall ahead of me. I wasn't in the mood for her smart ass comments. I wasn't in the mood for her, period.

[lauren.]

Quinn;
My mouth dropped open at what he said,"What the hell,"I said kind of shocked. "I was just asking why you never left the room but obviously it's because you've got a stick shoved up your ass,"I snapped back. My heart was pounding with anger from what he told me.

[haileyjordan]

Gage,
My eyes blazed with fury and in an instant I was off the bed, ripping Quinn off of her bed as I smacked her, hard, across the face. "You don't fucking no me bitch. No one does, so I suggest you keep that little mouth of yours shut," I growled as I stared at her, dropping her back onto her bed aggressively.

[lauren.]

Quinn;
I was stunned shocked as I stared up at him, holding my cheek in my hand. My eyes filled with tears as I felt the pain. I was angry that he slapped me when I only asked a question. He couldn't just push me around so I got up and began punching him,"What the hell?! I did nothing to you!"I yelled tears falling down my cheeks.

[haileyjordan]

Gage,
I grabbed her wrists, holding them tightly as I looked at her. "Do you really think I have time to fucking deal with you?" I snarled. The thing was, as she punched me it sent flashbacks rushing through my head. Flashbacks of my father beating me, and my mother not caring at all. "Get out of my way and we won't have an issue." I held onto her wrists until they were red, then shoved her onto the floor before I left the room, slamming the door behind me.

[lauren.]

Quinn;
I stared after his blurry figure leaving the room. I wiped the tears away looking at my wrists, seeing the red handprints. I was breathing heavy from the adrenaline but now the pain was settling in. I gasped at the stinging on my cheek. What the hell was his problem?

[haileyjordan]

Gage,
I stormed out of the house, into the pouring rain. I wasn't allowed to wander off by myself, because I could do self harm, but no one would know. Quinn sure as hell wouldn't tell anyone. I walked down the street, visions of my past rushing through my head as I punched a nearby wall, causing my knuckles to become bloody. I slid down it as I stared ahead of me, my vision blurred from my anger. She had no right to ask me what my problem was; she knew nothing.

[lauren.]

Quinn;
I had heard Gage leave the house when he wasn't supposed to. I bit my lip as I quickly got up checking the mark in the mirror seeing it bright red. I swallowed and headed outside, wondering where Gage had went. I didn't want to get in trouble for him leaving the house.