Sandy reunions (Closed)

[Josiah]

Friday night, the one day of the week every teenager looked forward to, after a week of school Josiah understood why it was the holy grail of days for high schoolers. He had already retreated back to his small beach front home, empty as usual of course. He had bought it himself and lived alone using the blood stained money he had earned before he had been forced to move here. The house was silent as it always was though he had cable and a radio he never used them except for possibly in the morning

Right now he had his Violin in hand the music he played was so harsh yet beautiful at the same time, the kind that reflected the inner pain that constantly screamed out within the teenager. His eyes closed still dressed in his finest he let the sound of the string penetrate every inch of his home as though he was playing to the world. That was until he was disturbed.

Music rang out from outside, it was in the distance but its sounds were enough to break his concentration on his own music. His eyes opened, always s cold and angry as though they had never known what it was to be happy, they were the eyes of a preditor viscous and uncaring in there crimson glare. With a sigh he placed his violin in its case and fixed his tie which was in a perfect winser knot as always.

Music meant a party…and a beach party normally meant free booze, how in the hell could he pass that up?

He left his home and began to walk toward were the music was playing, as always he looked like a stiff, and those lifeless eyes of his didn’t make it any better. He tracked through the sand a bit, he could easily see the party in the distance. While he doubted he’d have fun he would at least be able to enjoy a drink

[Siege]

Friday.

Best fucking day of the fucking week.

She didn't have any real friends. And she didn't want real friends, friends meant openin up and giving a part of you to someone else. But that was something she was not ready for. She was using the girls she was with, it was a free ride, and they were all headed to the same party. They had in fact made the mistake of trying to be her friend, since she was the new girl. Siege kept them at an extreme distance.

The H2 pulled to a sharp stop at the beach, they had pulled right up onto the beach, parking in the sand. The whole thing seemed to vibrate because of the loud music coming from within. Some rich little bitch had Daddy by this and sup it up for her. The entire trunk area was subs and speakers. Not to mention the neon lights that lit it from within making it more like a fucking limo than a car.

As all the girls, eight in total, piled out of the car, they were squealing loudly, leaving only one girl lagging behind walking at her own casual pace that wasn't squealing or overly excited to be here. Fuck, if there were drugs and booze she would be happy. Especially since it was free. She was dressed sluttily but who didn't at beach bashes like this. You hoped to have a good time, get laid, and go home to remember the headache tomorrow.

She was dressed in a skirt that was barely more than carefully arranged clothe with a waist band. It barely covered the underside of her ass. On the top she wore a low cut halter top that left her arms and a great deal of her chest bare, and fit quite tightly meeting up with the skirt. Her skirt was black, shirt was a sky blue. And she had knee high boots on.

She entered the huge ring of people around a large bonfire. Many dancing. Some drinking, some drugs, some just making out by the fire, undeterred by the people around them. She was ready to drive right in, and so she hit the beer first, it was the best thing, and of course, beside the guy with the beer was the guy with the fun stuff.

After taking a straw full of coke, she grabbed a beer, and was ready to join the party. Dancing with various guys. She had a lot of fun, parties fucking rocked.

[Josiah]

He walked along the beach, a bond fire roaring and people his age and older just being the animals they were. He hated each and everyone on the immediately, them and their joy. What the fuck did they have to celebrate anyway. Half would grow into old losers and the other half would die old and lonely. The only lucky ones were the ones that would over does on their fucking drugs or booze, they’d atleast go out with a smile.

He stood out so easily, every other guy had either and open shirt, a tee shirt, or no shirt on at all, and every girl was dressed like the little slut they would eventually grow up to be if they weren’t already as such. If it wasn’t for the fact he wanted some free hooch he would have never bothered, but his reserves were low and his ID would not be printed out till later this weekend, and so he had to coupe with this nesecery evil.

His way of dressing though had caught the eyes of some of the people already, some giggled and laughed at him others though were already ploting against what they immediately viewed as an unwanted preppy asshole who had just come for a drink or two. Without a second though he found beer, a few of them and then he would go. But as he pulled a bottle from a cooler and twisted off the cap, just as he was about to take a much needed refreshing sip.

“Hey you over dressed prick…what you think your doing with my beer?” He sighed his crimson eyes moving over to the side to see meat head and his friend fat ass approaching him. Their tee shirts were the same with the same stupid frat symbols on them, well atleast it explain why they were so stupid.

“I’m drinking it” Josiah said coldly as he raised the bottle back to his lips and took a swig, he didn’t care, he got this a lot and knew what it would probably lead to.

“Look at him…the little prep thinkssss he’s a tough guy”

Ahh the hisss, not only was meat head an idiot, but a tipsy one at that. Letting the bottle lower from his lips Josiah just looked, his eyes like daggers. “Ahhh…delicious” Josiah said with a prickish smirk on his lips as he began to turn around to walk toward the others. If he could find who was using and who was selling at this party maybe he could get into the business, after all he knew how to do it.

“I think itsss time you goo” meat head said and then the worst possible thing happened, meathead grabbed Josiah by his free hands wrist. He felt so much blood pump into his chest at once it felt like he was going to pop, and his eyes normaly so cold and lifeless showed the only other emotion they knew, complete rage.

“DON’T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME!!!”

Josiah turned to Meathead quickly smashing his beer across his left temple freeing his wrist and sending the punk staggering to the side.

“Why you skinny piece of shit!” Fatass said beginning a small charge, as he did though Josiahs foot lifted right up and shout out straight hitting fatty square in the face with his heel stopping him and forcing him to hold a broken nose as his jo’s foot came back down. When it did he shot out his right then his left fist in a small circling arch hitting fat ass right beneath the armpits, the sudden pain causing him to fall over as meat head came back at him. But Josiah was ready and side stepped the morons tackle letting him fly to the sandy ground. People were watching but Jo didn’t care, he was lost in his actions.

As meathead tried to get back up Jo kicked him in the back of his knee sending him hand first on all fours to the sand. He then grabbed his pocket watch from his vest, its chain was long and have been cast from tungsten making it extremely hard, The chain was wrapped around his neck and coking him out his gasps for air were music to Josiahs ears.

“SOME ONE HELP HIM!” screamed a random voice, and like that Josiah snapped out of it, and he stood up letting the prick fall to the sand gasping for a breath.

Josiah simply smiled and stood upright “Whoa…guess I lost it there” he muttered as he put his watch away and fixed his slightly ruffled clothes acting as though nothing had happened, and began to walk back to the cooler he had got his first beer out of.

[Siege]

The party was great, and she was currently in the arms of a rather dark haired bulky individual. A gym monkey for sure, his hands were all over her, but she didn't mind. Everything was great, dancing, drinking, and the drugs rocking through her system. Her body was moving to whatever song was rocking the bonfire at the moment before he heard him..

“DON’T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME!!!”

Well that voice was all too familiar. She turned her head and looked on as he broke his beer bottle against the face of some frat boy. Appologizing to her dance partner, who moved on to some blonde bimbo, she crossed the sand heading to the fight. The boy she still didn't know the name of kicked the fucker in the nose. Her brow rose, as the guy reared back to hit again.

“Why you skinny piece of shit!”

"That's MY skinny piece of shit thank you."

She placed her hand on Josiah's chest to stop him from hurting the frat boy any more than he needed to be hurt. She felt a broken nose and a bloody temple was enough. She turned, ignoring the worthless fucker on the floor and took Josiah's tie in her hand again. It was her move now, when she was around him, and it was his fault really for wearing the tie all the time.

"Come on Chucky."

Turning again, her hand clenched on his tie and began to lead him over to a place where they would be able to dance together. She pulled him along, so that he could do nothing but follow behind her. Turning when they reached their destination she moved close so that her body was close to his.

"Didn't you get the memo Chucky, Parties are for fun." she said putting her arms around his neck and began to dance. He woudl dance with her, if it was the last thing that she did, he would loosen up.

[Josiah]

‘That’s my skinny piece of shit thank you’

A hand stopped him his crimson eyes looking to the arm the hand was attached to only to see punk girl, though this time she was defiantly dressed more skankily then last they met. Why had she bothered to stop him, both these fuckers deserved to have their necks snapped like twigs for trying to touch him. He shot her a pissed off glare but it was something she didn’t even notice as she grabbed his tie amd tugged at him to follow her, what ever she was getting at he was already annoyed by it and by her.

She lead him to the other people that were dancing like the annoying fools they were and then turned to him and moved uncomfortably close to him. He really didn’t like it, it wasn’t as bad as when a guy got to close to him but still none the less he found himself not fond of this either even if she was as beautiful girl.

She made a crack about parties saying that they were for fun, by the look he had in his eyes it was clear humor escaped him as did many things. And then…then she got to comfortable and placed her arms around his neck, his body went ridged. No…it wasn’t as bad but he still hated it.

“Stop calling me that” Josiah said. His eyes not softening a bit but his actions alone would speak to her.

His hands raised up, gently taking her slender fore arms in his hands and lowered them off of his person. “And…I don’t need you touching me either” his tone, it was almost soft the way it sounded, something that you would not expect from him at any time, it was clear there was a reason behind his anti physical nature.

He stuffed his tie back into his with a small sigh his foot already taking a step backward. He needed something to drink something to relax him for now

[Siege]

“Stop calling me that”

She rolled her eyes, seriously the boy was such a stick in the mud. She didn't know why she bothered saving his ass anyway. But you didn't show to a frat party and take out one of their members without thinking the other twenty or so where gonna come down on ya just as hard. He reached up and clasped her bare forearms bringing her arms down and back to her before letting go.

She got the hint.

“And…I don’t need you touching me either”

Siege watched as he took a step back from her, and looked around. Clearly he didn't want to be around her, and she had the feeling that if she left he wouldn't come after her either. But he was being a prick, he had come to a party and with this attitude of his, he wasn't going to have any fun. And for sure he wasn't going to make any friends.

Siege shrugged. No skin off her back, there were plenty of guys out there that actually 'wanted' some time with her, so she turned and headed off. If he got himself into another fight, then he could fucking watch himself get pummeled and remember it. She wasn't going to save his ass this time.

As Siege left she headed back to the booze table and took three shots, of what she wasn't quite sure of. But it worked quickly and soon she was feeling rather loose as she took another beer in her hand and began dancing on her own. Moving to the music, a swig of beer here and there she was feeling rather good at the moment.

[Josiah]

She was right, he didn’t want to be around her, though it wasn’t because of their fight or anything. No, he just hated people in general and it just so happenes she easily fell into that category. He caught her little shrug before she turned and headed off, it was fine with him he didn’t care in the least bit. She was attractive, but from the way she danced and moved, he could tell deep down she was just screaming for attention in some form or another, looking to dull the pain of her own wounds though he was curious if they were really or like some of these ‘mommy didn’t hug me enough’ whinny fucks.

He took his watch in his hand and flipped it open, the night was still early, well for people like this it was. Placing it back in his pocket he noticed her leave the booze table and walked over himself. He wasn’t actually trying to avoid her bother wasn’t going to bother himself with her either. While people looked for understanding and companionship from others Josiah just wanted to be left the fuck alone.

As he hit the Booze table he could feel eyes on him, some were from meatheads friends. Just let them come, it would make the night exciting. And then some eyes belonged to girls who attended this party, Josiah was handsome after all, and his way of carrying and presenting himself did attract eyes to him for some reason.

He grabbed two beers, and with them in hand began to walk closer to the shore, staying well out of the waves reach as not to ruin his shoes. He placed one beer in the sand while the other he opened and began to drink, to other party goers it looked as though he was either just being moody or cooling down from what had happened several minutes about, not big deal right?

But as the alcoholic liquid touched his tongue a small smirk could not help but cross his often emotionless face as he looked out to the sea, the song of its waves still easily over heard over the music being played near the fire. This was his party, this was bliss…a moment without people

[Siege]

The party was in full swing, dancing, drinking, drugs, and anything you could name. There were people fucking in plain sight, and others merely making out. There were first dates, couples, and even long term relationships here. Siege danced and drank, til her heart was content, til the night fell and she grew hungry and tired. That coupled with the drugs and alcohol weren't making her think very clearly. She needed to get some air, and so she moved away not saying a word to the people that had been talking to her. The smiles were merely a front, Siege hadn't really smiled in years and there was no reason to, there wasn't a thing to be happy about.

The sand was thick and soft, so she pulled off her shoes as she staggered along with another beer in her hand. it was a beautiful night, when you got past all the smoke and laughter, you could see the stars. And they had always comforted her, ever since she was young. She could easily remember looking out the small tiny window at the orphanage and watching the stars when she could see the at night. It was rare where she had been raised, but here at the beach it was a bit more easy to see.

As she walked, she stumbled, over nothing more than her own feet. She could barely see straight and she couldn't walk because of all the outside influence she had placed within the confines of her temple tonight. Down close to the shore line she tripped herself against a lump of sand and giggled as she fell down into the sand on her back looking up at the stars with her soft hazed eyes. Her beer fell out of her limp fingers and rolled down towards the ocean spraying beer around as it went, her eyes watched for a little while. The beauty of the stars above, all but forgotten the boy that pissed her off so much earlier. But she didn't care, if he wante to be alone then wish granted, the fucker could rot, with his twenty cats, and his wheelchair.

[Josiah]

The night went on, Josiah just seemed to stay in his own little world not caring what anyone really thought. Its not like they mattered. Every now and again he would look back to check them all out, they were animals as far as he was concerned. Dancing and drinking like the world didn’t matter some even fucking right in the sand like the moronic dogs they were. Oh yeah, he was missing so much by distancing himself from them. HA!

He had gotten more beer of course, as he had a girl had actually been brave enough to approach him and asked him to dance with her and her friends. He of course turned her down quickly, letting her off easily instead of tearing into her like he knew he could.

As he went back to the shore line this time though he noticed a stumbling swaying girl and soon realized who it was. Her again huh? She feel to the sand, she was pathetic, getting her self in such a state, to fall drunk and helpless on a beach with a bunch of horny guys…ohhh this night would end so well for her… hopefully the fucker that she woke up next to wouldn’t give her the clap or something.

He rolled his eyes and approached her coming at her from her left side he looked down to her “Went from dancing and teasing…to the point you were you can’t even stand” he let out a soft little chuckling huff. “Is this the kind of fun you were so bent on me having?”

[Siege]

“Went from dancing and teasing…to the point you were you can’t even stand”

Siege could only groan, why did he have to ruin her fun. Her eyes rolled as he stood there, gloating like the son of a bitch that he was. Really it was damn annoying. Couldn't he just leave her alone, wasn't lonliness what he wanted. So why was he here anyway, she was perfectly fine.

“Is this the kind of fun you were so bent on me having?”

"Right, cuz sitting alone is a fuckin blast."

She looked up at him for a moment, from this angle with the stars and moonlight casting on him he was actually quite good looking. But the attitude was a major turn off, so se wasn't going to make a move, even thouh she wouldn't have minded some fun.

"The stars.. they're so pretty on the beach."

Her grey eyes softened, as her hand moved up and ran her fingers through the brown hair that she had there, it was short and easily managable but she happened to enjoy it this way. One of her legs lifted, so that it was bent slightly at the knee and she looked up at the sky still.

"Lay down Chucky. I promise I won't lay a hand on you."

Siege's eyes weren't even on him now, but on the sky that was above her. The eyes reflecting in her now softened grey eyes.

[Josiah]

He heard her groan at his comment, oh well fuck her. It wasn’t exactly like he was fond of the silly girl, but right now she did serve a purpose. If he was next to her maybe the others would leave him alone and he would not have to worry about it, after all dealing with one person was better then dealing with a group of people.

She mentioned the stars, his eyes looked up and gave them a glance. Balls of hot gas…what was so pretty about that? Hell half of them were just residual light from the stars that had once been their and died out. The night sky while pretty to so many was just another cold dead place for him. But as he glanced down he noticed something with a bit of life in them. Her grey eyes, why in gods name were they suddenly softer, it must have been the booze working on her.

She bent her leg and her short skirt which was barely a covering to begin with rode up, he had to shift his eyes away. He hated people, he hated being touched, but he wasn’t dead and still appreciated the female body for what it was.

‘lay down Chucky. I promise I won’t lay a hand on you’

Her tone, what was with that tone of hers, he almost felt like kicking sand on her just to throw her back into the bitch that she probably was.

“What ever…I guess I do owe you something from before” Josiah said as though justify why he was gunna go along with it. He lay down, making sure there was a space between them, he didn’t need her thinking of trying anything.

“His eyes looked up to the aste land of the night sky.

“Wo…what the hell s your name anyway” he asked knowing he had never gotten it for

[Siege]

“What ever…I guess I do owe you something from before”

Another roll of her eyes. If that was how he wanted to explain being almost sociable then that was fine, she wasn't going to be a bitch about it. She was feeling too good at the moment. He lay down in the sand but kept a serious no contact space between them. While she could reach him with her arm stretched out she wasn't going to. She wouldn't touch him because he was an idiot.

“Wo…what the hell s your name anyway”

Uh oh, curiosity was getting to him was it. A small grin crossed her face as she continued to look up at the stars and enjoy the soft blinking lights. You could say they were merely balls of burning gas, but then what was the earth he was standing on? A ball of floating rock? So there you asshole.

"Siege." she answered in that same voice.

Turning on her side, she faced him. Placing her head in the crook of her left arm, and her right, played in the sand before her. Though she wasn't anywhere close to touching him. But her eyes were watching him as he lay there in his fancy clothes on a beach a party not too far off.

"And yours?" she asked with a small yawn covering her lips respectfully with the back of her right hand for a moment.

[Josiah]

As he lay there on this floating ball of rock, metal and water called earth though his eyes were at the sky he was looking more into nothingness then he was into the stary sky. Siege was her name, she was speaking again in that same annoying soft tone which he did not understand. Fucking people were weird that’s all there was to it in the end.

He heard her move and of course he eyes looked to the side though his head did not move, his eyes were unchanging. It was as though they had forgot what t was like to be soft what it was lie to live without a guard up, those devoid yet focused eyes screamed more about him then anything else, though the only people who would know why his eyes were so guarded and cold were already dead.

‘And your?’ she asked him he could hear her getting tired

He took a breath letting it go lightly “Everyone just calls me Jo..or Josh…take your pick” His voice, it sounded like he had forgotten how to even care.”I guess…I must be boring you…it sounds like you are getting tired” He remarked about her yawn ‘its either that or all the booze you drank”

[Siege]

“Everyone just calls me Jo..or Josh…take your pick”

Jo. No, not Jo, that was the name of some putz without a brain, a quarterback if nothing else. And Josh, ws the name of some boy next door with a big body and a nice smile. The kind the mowed the grass without a shirt on and didn't realize how hot he was while doing it. No neither of those names really did him justice. She would ahve to come up with a better name for him, but she had a feeling neither Jo nor Josh was his real name, there was something more to it. But if he did't want to go into it wasn't going to pry afterall she didn't use her real name either.

”I guess…I must be boring you…it sounds like you are getting tired”

She grinned.

"Well you're 'such' a conversationalist, how could I be bored." she teased him.

But it was true, he wasn't a talker and she had a feeling that he might take her words the wrong way, but she didn't care. Because ultimatly, he meant nothing to her. Sure he went to her school but she didn't know him and he certainly didn't know her.

"So.. what made you come out tonight. I mean it's pretty obvious this isn't really your scene, so why are you here?" she wondered out loud curiously.

[Josiah]

He heard her teasing tone and he could not help but huff slightly, He was not about to get up and walk away from her, it had been a thought earlier in the night but if he left now that would mean she would win and knew she could annoy him into just leaving her alone. Sure it wasn’t that bad in all actuality but that would mean giving her power, or the perception of power and he was not about to give her that type of satisfaction.

She then asked him something, something that got his eyes to tilt again toward her. Why he was here, such a deep question in a way, he knew he wasn’t here for a great purpose or for some sneaky under handed reason. But that was not really what she was asking and he knew it. He let out a small sigh.

“I told myself I came here for the free beer” he told her honestly “After all…what teen could pass up free beer even if they have a case in the fridge” a smaller sigh trialed off his voice.

“But…I guess I really came here as part of my fresh start since I just moved here” his head instead of turning toward her turned to the other side “Just trying to see what it was like to be an ordinary teenager…Though…I know I’m not one of them…I don’t belong in places like this”

His head turned back up to the sky. “Its pretty obvious why you’re here though…aren’t those girls you came here with worried about you being over here…I’m pretty sure some of the brainless meatheads you were dancing with are missing your company by now….why bother with some stars you can just see tomorrow night?”