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Post by ELIJAH MATTHEW EVERDEEN, on Feb 11, 2012 18:35:13 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; font-style: italic; background-color: #222222; padding:20px; border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em;] ELIJAH MATTHEW EVERDEEN ( TWENTY FOUR ) ( MALE ) ( drum tech ) ( IT'S ALL LOVE ) ( HETEROSEXUAL ) history .
I was born to a mother and father that loved me. They planned me, I think. I don't know though. They were young. I think my mom just really wanted a kid with my dad because she thought she was so in love with him. It didn't last long. I was a few months old, if that, when my dad left my mom alone with a kid and no real home. Both of my grandparents were dead, so she had no support. She had no choice but to find another boyfriend. Not many people wanted her, but there was one man that would. His name was John. She knew he was bad news from the moment she saw him. But he was the only option.
Somewhere along the line, my mom forgot everything about my dad. She moved on. And somewhere along the line, she fell in love with John. Maybe she forced herself to, but she did. They got married. I was only about five. Still, I knew he wasn't my real dad. I had one little photo of him. I still have it now. I don't know why. Obviously he wasn't good enough to want to stay around for me or my mom. He was probably worse than John. But he was my dad. He looked exactly as I do now. I felt a connection to him. I used to talk to that photo when there was nobody else there for me. I talked to him because nobody else would listen. Stupid, because obviously a photo isn't going to be listening... but it was all I had.
John forced me to do a lot of things. He forced me to play football, he forced me to go places I hated, he forced me to eat things I didn't like... I never thought he'd force me into any more than that though. Then there was the day that he came into my room at night. My mom was out with her friends. It was the thing I'd least expected. I was very young, probably early teens. He molested me. I don't need to go into details. But it scarred me. It's my most vivid memory, and it haunts me every night.
Right after that moment, everything seemed different. I worried for my mom. She barely even spoke to me anymore. She was distant, and I felt certain she was on drugs or something. I felt afraid and alone. I had no brothers or sisters. No real family, given that my mother wouldn't speak to me. Then she moved away. She told me I had to live with "Uncle" Tom. John's brother. He spent all of his time drinking. I think because so much shit had happened in his life that he didn't want to face reality anymore. I suppose he and I actually had stuff in common. I just don't know why my mom left me alone... I've barely heard from her since she left.
I suppose moving in with Uncle Tom was good in some ways... I felt like I could talk to him. Usually talking to him made things worse, but at least I could talk. Obviously I never told him about what John did... how could I ever tell anyone? It was embarrassing, and I felt like it'd make my mom look bad. I didn't care what it'd do for him. He could rot in hell. He should rot in hell, in fact. I just hoped he was treating my mother right.
I ran away from home at about sixteen. I ran to Anataysia's house - my girlfriend. She let me stay with her. She took care of me. I was scared, as usual, and weak. She's always been so nice though, and always there for me when I need her. I stayed there for a few months, but I felt like I was annoying her, so I went back to Uncle Tom. He didn't even realize I was gone. I only stayed with him for another years and a half, and then I moved in with Ana.
She did a lot of things I didn't like... we had a lot of arguments about it. She's always been really... I don't know. Sexual? Compared to me, at least. I spent a long time being too afraid to have sex because I'd pinned it as something negative thanks to my step dad. Then there she was, taking her clothes off on camera... The amount of arguments we've had about it. But it's okay... it all works out in the end. Besides, all of that is how I ended up with the job I have now anyway. I should be more grateful. If it wasn't for her, I'd have no job, no house, no girlfriend, and I'd still be stuck in the same old spiral of depression.
personality .
There's two sides to me. There's the exterior - the side I show when I'm surrounded by people. That side seems as though it's happy. I'll jump around and do stupid shit with people. I'll drink, I'll do drugs... anything, really. I even laugh a lot. Some people think I'm funny, even though somehow I end up insulting people a lot, although I usually mean the insults in a harmless way. I put up this appearance for other people. I forget how to do it a lot of the time, and end up doing something stupid and making myself look like a complete idiot. Still, I'm not everybody's cup of tea even with this exterior. I didn't expect that I would be. Nobody is everybody's cup of tea. I don't want to be anyway.
The other side to me is the real me. I'm quite shy really, and lacking in confidence. I hate myself. I'm scared of literally everything. I hate being alone, and I hate the dark. I hate lying in bed without somebody next to me. I have slight OCD, so there are some things I have to do. Like I have to have the same routine every day. And things have to be in the same place. I try to run the bus, because people put shit in the wrong place all of the time. I have breakdowns when any of this is messed up. Usually Ana is the one to take care of me when that happens. She used to, anyway... it probably annoys her too much now.
I can be quite mean. When I'm wrapped up in my own thoughts, and it feels like a lot is going on in my life, I have no sympathy for other people. I can't find a way to care about shit that's happening in their life when my own life is so shit. I suppose that makes me quite selfish, too. My flaws definitely outweigh the good stuff...
I like romance a lot. I like to buy Ana roses randomly, and take her out to dinner... I like to make her happy. I hate angry sex, or sad sex, or any kind of sex other than romantic sex. Especially not kinky sex, or anything weird... I'm not a fan of all those weird positions either...
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Post by LEXXY, on Feb 13, 2012 7:10:43 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; font-style: italic; background-color: #222222; padding:20px; border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em;] A C C E P T E D . Welcome to the Lay Me Down Tour! Be sure to fill out all claims and canon claims. once you've done that, get shipping and roleplaying!
Ohhhhh my goodness we're gonna have mega plots with this one <3
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