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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 5, 2010 21:53:36 GMT -8
It had been so long since Kev had gone to Mischa's house that night in search of a simple booty call and ended up with a girlfriend who she now loved....and who...despite everything....
Loved her.......
It was such a foriegn concept to her...to have somebody love her and want her at the same time...and who stuck around.....Kev was honestly still waiting on the other shoe to drop....waiting on the girl to realize the mistake she was making and break up with her......
But then that was just in Kev's nature...to worry and to expect the worst....But for now, things were good...and Kev was wanting to take a big step...one she had not thought she would be taking with anyone...let alone another woman....But Mischa was different...Mishca was....special......
So, having spent an entire week planning the events of the weekend, Kev was currently settled at her cabin in the woods. Far away from anyone or anything as the last bits of winter snow fell down around the place....She had sent her driver to go and pick up Mischa, simply telling the girl over the phone that she needed to pack for a long weekend.......Nothing more...nothing less.....
Now, she waited....The whole cabin fixed up for this weekened...It was a silly little thing to some, but for Kev it was a huge step...given how closed off she was from the rest of the world as of late......She had made sure that everything was in order.....
Having set up the fire place, moving the furniture about so that she could set up a nice little area for her and Mischa....Sure, she had plans that were naughty as sin...but first she wanted to come clean about everything....to tell the girl every part of her that she kept hidden from the rest of the world....
Perhaps it was just her wanting to be honest...or perhaps it was some kind of test to see if after all was said and done the girl would stick around......
Either way, dressed in a large sweater and a pair of jeans, Kev would sit patiently in the house, waiting.....her bottom lip chewed upon nervously as she waited for Mischa to arrive.
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 5, 2010 23:35:20 GMT -8
Mischa got home exhausted. She wrapped her arm with a large white bandage and let it soak in the blood. She made a mistake it and almost caused her to get shot in the arm. Yeah, there had been a time she was shot in the arm, but it was more like a graze that cut her... this almost shot.through.her.arm. But just grazed it like last time...BUT STILL! Almost shot right through it...THAT WOULD HAVE HURT! Kay...giving up on it now...carrying on...
At least now Mischa can learn from her lesson.
She got home and plopped herself on her bed thinking about that night and how she was having a horrible day. Mischa had been long due for one... she was always so overly happy. Tonight was the night she was going to lock herself in her room, watch twenty movies, and be the biggest grump ever. Even Demetri's antics will go unlaughed!
She got herself into some sweat pants and washed her make-up from her eyes and then returned to her bed. She was actually about to fall asleep until she heard the phone ring.
If it's that mother fucking Eric again I am going to shoot his mother fucking head off for giving me the mother fucking fake deal.
Yeah.... nothing wasn't going to brighten her mood. NOTHING!
She grabbed the phone and looked at the caller I.D... and just like that a large smile spread on her lips.
Never miiind...
She was told to pack for a long weekend and Mischa got off her lazy ass and used her left arm as less as possible while doing so. Not long after she heard the honking of the driver and she raced out the door, slinging the duffel bag over her good arm's shoulder. She looked like pooh, but she had reason to be... But at least she looked happy whilst looking like crap rather than her prior plans of being a grumpy guss.
Now at least she had the drive to where ever she was going to pass right out. Her head tilted forward so it was awekward to breath..so lucky driver got to hear some snoring the whole way there and got to see a girl drool all over her shirt...
Finally arriving the driver tapped her on the shoulder and she jumped from being startled. That and swinging her arm to smack him square in the nose... and it just so happened to be her left arm too.
"OOUUUUUW!" she was still jumpy from what she just went through with the deal, but the driver didn't know that so she apologized the hell out him. Then... found a sweater to cover up all the slobber on her Tee-shirt...and maybe hide that bloody "band-aid" around her arm.
She grabbed her bag from the back seat and headed for the door. She hurried though and was careful not to slip on any slushy snow. She didn't know if she had to knock or anything and didn't want to be rude...but it was Mischa so she wasn't thinking and just opened up the door with that famous grin on her face.
"Kev! Mio bello! Come lei è stato, il sole?" she announced in her perfect Italian accent...Then she realized she should really speak English... "Sorry..." she said dropping the bag near the door and slipping off her shoes to run to Kev and give her a peck on the cheek. "Kev my beautiful...How have you been, sunshine?" she translated less enthusiastically as a joke.
So much for her night of pissy thoughts...
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 6, 2010 14:24:53 GMT -8
W[/size]ith a smile curling ontoher lips, Kev would move her arm to wrap about Misha's waist, her head tilting lightly as she gave a gentle nip to her jawline.
"I am good beautiful..How are you?"
She would then pull away, letting her hand slip down along the girl's arm and grasp her hand, tugging her along behind her toward the area she had cleared in the living room.
With that she would lower herself down to take a seat....Hoping that Mischa would do the same....If she did, Kev's hand would come out and brush a stray lock of the girl's hair from her face...Those icy hues settling on those of Mischa as she spoke up softly.....
"You know I love you..Right?....Well...I think that...I should...be honest about my past and about.....me....I dont want any secrets between us..Ever...."
Kev had been through too many relationships where secrets were the cause of more trouble than they were worth...They always ended up ruining things..and Kev loved Mischa too much to let something like that come between them.....
Brushing her tongue over her lip as she tilted her head lightly...Waiting for some form of reply..She wanted this, and it was strange because usually she was one to ALWAYS keep her darker nature to herself....It was just how she was.
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 7, 2010 20:33:57 GMT -8
Mischa scrunched up her nose when she felt the slight nip at her jawline. For some reason she didn't think she would get sick of that. Mischa turned to face her more directly to answer, "I'm wonderful..Had a great day!" she would lean into give the girl a kiss only to have her pull away and tug on her arm.
OUWOUWOUWOUWOUWOUWOUW!
Mischa did her best not to wince in pain from the sudden tug on her blasted arm. Then Kevala sat herself down and Mischa followed sitting herself close to Kev... You couldn't blame her for wanting to sit really close. She had a crummy day and wanted Kevala to make her feel better =D?!
Kevala brushed some of Mischa's hair and that gave Mischa the green light to start leaning in towards Kev.
"You know I love you..Right?....Well...I think that...I should...be honest about my past and about.....me....I dont want any secrets between us..Ever...."
Only to "unlean" back realizing that now wasn't time to fool around, but to have a serious talk. It worried Mischa slightly. She didn't know what kind of secret Kev was keeping. She thought she knew everything. The twins... the scar... bad dreams.. and drinking problem. That all had been shared... but what more? She was hoping the girl didn't cheat on her. After all...Kev was Kev... Not saying she would...she was saying how gorgeous the girl was and how..plain herself is.
"Yeah...You can tell me anything..."
Just not that. Just not that. Just not that. PLEEASE NOT THAT.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 7, 2010 20:50:05 GMT -8
I[/size]t was hard for Kev to know where to start....she honestly had so much that was hidden in her past...so much that she had not shared with anyone...Not even with Gabriel.....or Katsu.....She had locked things away with the intention of never letting them out again.....
But this.....this thing with Mischa......it demanded that those secrets be told....that Kev be as honest as she could be with the girl....She did not understand it really...It was not like she had not have relationships in the past.....but here there was something different...something deeper........Drawing in a deep breath she would bite down onto her lower lip, letting a sigh pass from her before she began to speak....
"Myself and my sister were taken from our mother when we were four.......I was moved around...from foster home to foster home......Beaten...abused...and thrown aside......by people who said they loved me........"
She dropped her icy hues away from Mischa now...her hand drawing back as she placed it softly in her lap alongside the other......Trying to hide the trembling that was starting in them.....
"Then...I developed...a mental disorder...one that....well that makes me crave blood.....I have...hurt myself over the years....to get it...because......my mind believes I will die without it......."
She then pulled back her sleeve to reveal a fresh cut to her arm.....Shame filling her as she whimpered out softly...It was not like Kev to show such weakness....but right now, she felt safe enough to do so.....She only hoped she would not regret it....
"Gabriel had helped me.....to stop........but something happened..and...I started feeling the urges again........I do this.....to stop the pain....that the....the...voices...cause me...."
She winced at the admittance of the voices.....both of them screaming out in her head as she did such.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
SHUT UP!!!
Her hand coming up to her temple as pain began to throb slowly through her mind....Yet she continued on.....
"I have......split personalities......Sasha and Katie....."
She stopped there......letting what she had said sink in....There was more....much more...but for now she would wait for some kind of reaction.....scared to death of what it might be...Scared her plan for this weekend would be ruined and she would instead end up alone once more.....
The thought of losing Mischa hurting her far more than she had ever believed it would.......
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 7, 2010 23:47:03 GMT -8
Mischa listened to her long speech about drinking blood to survive. Then about personalities...
"What the hell!?" Mischa would get up and look at her with absolute shock. "So you're a loony case?!"
Then Mischa would be out the door.
Now... that all would have happened if Mischa wasn't Mischa....So..that didn't actually happen. This is what actually went on.
Mischa listened to her long speech about drinking blood to survive. Then about personalities... Mischa didn't know exactly what to think of that. Kevala had seemed fine....then..Kevala showed Mischa her arms. They had been together for how long.... so very long.. and Mischa had not noticed them. Mischa looked absolutely crushed when she stared down at the wrists.
Kevala was going through all this stuff...And Mischa didn't know. Kev would know when Mischa was feeling down... Was she a bad girlfriend? Kevala seemed like nothing was wrong. She didn't strike her as the kind of girl that seemed in anyway sad. Yeah there was that time at the beach, but other than that when ever Mischa was around she seemed happy.
"I'm...I'm sorry I didn't notice." the girl needed her and there she was... oblivious to the whole thing. "Is there anyway I could help? You know... stop the blood thing." she gestured to her arm softly, "'Cause..I really don't like you inflicting that kind of stuff on yourself." it was kind of straight forward... Mischa could admit to not being very good in these kinds of situations.
This was something Mischa wanted to help with... but it was one thing she might not be able to. Though...she will try and she will stick around, because who know what will happen in the future...
Maybe they would be able to figure some stuff out?
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 8, 2010 8:34:32 GMT -8
S[/size]he looked up at Mischa as the girl touched her arm....the words causing her to raise her brow slightly. Mischa was upset.....for not noticing......? Shaking her head Kev would pull her hand back so that she could brush her fingers lightly along Mischa's jawline.
"Hey...Do not feel bad just because you did not know...I have spent my entire life almost, trying to hide it....I have gotten rather good at it.....This is why I am telling you now."
She then brushed her fingers over the scars on her wrists......
"These are from when I tried to kill myself......."
Kev shook her head then, trying to push those thoughts out of ther mind as she drew in a deep breath.....Back to what they were discussing.......
"I..dont know how to stop it...Gabriel taught me to do things, to keep my mind off of it....To focus on the fact that I did not need it.....But I slipped, one time and ......and now....."
She placed her hands on Mischa's face, lifting her eyes so that Kev's icy blue ones could look into them.....
"But I want to try....For you......I am going to try and stop.......It is going to be painful......But for you I will do anything....
She was serious.....that was clear.....For Mischa she would try and stop this madness......anything to make sure the other girl was happy.
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 11, 2010 17:09:13 GMT -8
"These are from when I tried to kill myself......."
Okay...
REWIND!
Mischa just stared at her as the girl continued to talk on about her problems... and bringing up Gabriel. Okay, she was feeling jealous over him. Mischa wanted to be the one to help her. Yeah, she was happy Gabriel helped her and such... but hey..A girl was allowed to get jealous over the fact her girlfriend always put him in such a bright light.
"I hope you can do it. I will do my best to help you."
Because I don't want to see you on the floor dying after trying to bleed yourself dry...
"I don't know what Gabriel thought up to get your mind off of it... But I think I can try and keep you distracted from it?" she said leaning in to give her a kiss on the cheek. It was an innocent attempt at lightening up the mood...though it was hard to do after her girlfriend admitted to being suicidal, blood thirsty, and hearing voices. Mischa was never good at making people feel better...
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 11, 2010 18:19:19 GMT -8
S[/size]he felt the tinge of jealousy in the air at the mention of Gabriel's name....and she could not help but feel bad for it.....Feeling the way she did for Mischa and the way she did for Gabe...It was conflicting to say the least...but she knew that only one would ever give her the salvation that she needed...and that was the one now sitting before her.....
As she spoke, leaning in to place that kiss upon her cheek, Kev could not help but smile and reach up, letting her finger twist a bit of Mischa's hair idly about.....
"You do.....every day that you are with me....You help me...more than you could ever know.."
She let that bit of hair fall from her hand as she moved it to stroke over the girl's cheek...A soft sigh passing her lips as she drew up the nerve to continue...there was a reason she had wanted this weekend.....a reason she had wanted to get all this out and she supposed now was as good a time as any to ask...
Though honestly, after all she had just said....she was terrified.....
"I cannot stand being apart from you.......I love you....so much...and I was wondering...if...you would ........If you would move in with me....Here....."
Up until now, this had just been a temporary home for Kev and she had been living with Gabriel...but she wanted something more than seeing the man she could never have every day and feeling that pain wash through her.....She wanted a life......and she wanted it with Mischa.........
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 12, 2010 1:46:28 GMT -8
"I cannot stand being apart from you.......I love you....so much...and I was wondering...if...you would ........If you would move in with me....Here....."
Yes, there was pause. Mischa stared at Kev for a bit before look away.
Whoooooa.
It was a lot to take in. She was just asked to move in with Kevala. It was nice and stuff.... but man would it be a good idea? Mischa was only seventeen!
I really like her... I'm just nervous to answer so fast... This is the first serious serious relationship I've been in. Would it be wise to say yes? What would our future be like together? For all I know we could break up in a weekend...or hell...stay together for like...two years and get married or something like that! But thinking of it in that perspective kind of opens my mind to the situation. There is never no telling of what will happen. If it is a mistake..It is a mistake!! I would be able to learn my lesson!
"When!?" she exclaimed...basically saying yes to the girl.
(OOC: Wow..sorry so lame..My brain is not working well today:})
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 15, 2010 10:58:33 GMT -8
K[/size]evala felt her stomach turning with every moment of silence that stretched between them. She was nervous enough....now she was thinking perhaps she had pushed too hard.....Gods she was just so in love with this girl and she could not imagine her life without her...and just......
She was about to say she was sorry and to say that she did not have to answer right away....But before she could, Mischa would speak, and the question....was excited.....she was saying yes....pretty much.....
Instantly all the nervousness left Kev and happiness took its place.....Shifting forward and pulling Mischa into a very passionate and loving kiss as she let her hand grip tightly to the girls shift at her side......
Pulling back she would let her lips hover just over Mischa's before she would whisper out softly......
"Whenever you wish Love...I will have my things and the twins things moved in on Monday....But this weekend is all about us...and only us........"
She then shifted, her lips trailing down over the girls jaw slowly, very slowly....allowing her time to reply as Kev simply enjoyed the taste of her girlfriends flesh against her tongue with each teasing lick she offered.......Her hand trailing up over Mischa's shirt and brushing softly against the soft curves of her breasts....
"I will wait for you as long as you need...."
A heated whisper let forth against the girls ear before she would nip softly upon her neck...Shifting her body to press against Mischa, hoping that in doing such she would get the girl to lay down upon the floor...where Kev would take her position atop her....Still waiting on a reply...though her hands continued to roam, over those soft curves and down, teasingly brushing over the area of the other girls abdomen, just abover the waist of her pants......
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 15, 2010 23:23:59 GMT -8
Kevala was moving in quite soon. Mischa wanted to wait a bit and when Kevala said she could when ever she wanted to it helped her calm down. Mischa didn't want to rush or anything so she would wait it out for how ever long it takes.
Of course this conversation turned into them making out a lot. Ever since their first time all their conversations turned into this... before it was just innocent make out sessions.. Now they got further and further... but you heard no complaining from Mischa.
Mischa laid down on the floor as Kev pressed atop of her. "Um...We will see how it plays out. Maybe in a few weeks?" she said trying not to lose focus on the conversation at hand... though having being kissed where she was being kissed was making her mind wonder easily.
A hand slid up to the side of Kevala's head brushing back her hair behind the girl's ear. Mischa sat up slightly, supporting her torso with her left elbow as her right hand still combed Kev's soft hair; though, she flinched and switched elbows 'cause she was putting too much pressure on her rounded arm. She made a slight noise that showed she just got a shock of pain..like that noise you make when you get burned kind of like a hiss...like.. "sssnnn" and her teeth were clenched and her nose scrunched up slightly. What was she supposed to do? She was shot in the bloody arm it wouldn't be like a slice of cake.
Mmmm cake.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 16, 2010 4:45:55 GMT -8
(ooc: Well the gift has to wait cause now is the time for Kev to overreact...BIG TIME. XDDD )
T[/size]he words that left Mischa's lips were more than enough for Kev, she could wait for as long as was needed. She simply wished to be with Mischa and nobody else....What could she say? She loved the girl. Her lips continuing to trail over the girls flesh, she felt her shift up onto her elbow and would lean back accordingly....
But then.......
There was a sound......and a sudden flood of pain filling the room...
Instantly Kev shot back, her mind running over the situation instantly...She had done nothing to hurt the girl...That meant that somebody else had......And if she had hurt her, then that was even more reason to be upset......
Before she could even stop herself, those eyes bypassed their angered crimson shade and went straight to black, a growl passing her lips, and her rage being pushed out into the air around them..... as she looked at Mischa and felt her hands trembling at her sides......
Clenching them into fists she would draw in a soft breath before speaking.....Her tone making it all to clear the rage and anger she felt inside....as if the emotional swirl in the air did not.....
"Who.....hurt you?"
It was the only words she could manage to get out before she would sit there, now pulled away from the other girl and eyes shooting to the arm she had previously been leaned up upon.....
Yes, it was not usual for Kev to get that mad that fast...In fact she had only done so a handful of times....Like...maybe twice...that she could recall.....
She could always tell when it was an injury that Mischa had inflicted upon herself....because of the emotions that came along with it....This was different, and though she had known that she could get upset if the girl ever got hurt.....she did not have a clue her rage would spike this much.....
Right now, all she could think of was seriously killing somebody....She had not done such a thing in a very, very long time...and never of her own free will....but she..in this moment...had no problem with the idea.........
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 17, 2010 15:11:41 GMT -8
Everything stopped. Mischa's eyes glanced back and forth nervously as Kev looked very mad...or worried....Well..Mischa couldn't tell maybe it was both? Anyway... it made her nervous. She didn't want to say "hey, I got shot"
"Who.....hurt you?"
Mischa sat up, now not resting on any arm. Now how was she going to take off the sweater without Kevala staring at her arm..she knew where it was 0_0 Mischa leaned close to her and gave her a small kiss and smiled sincerely. "Don't worry... He's dead." seemed a little dark....but it was true. She shot the bitch right between his eyes. Hopefully that would calm Kev some.
Mischa pulled down her sweater to show the bandage to put the girl at ease. "Its just a scratch.." then she looked down at the blood soaked cloth and pulled the sweater back up. "shit..worse than I thought." She got up from the ground and ran into the bathroom,"I gotta pee!". Then she looked around in the cupboards and stuff for a sewing needle and thread...unlucky her...Kev had yet to move in. Mischa huffed some air out that blew her bangs from her eyes as she caught sight of a candle.
Oh this is gonna suck!
She lit the candle with her lighter she had for prime times and she grabbed a switch blade....she was in the mafia of course she had a switchblade! She held the tip of the blade over the flame and let it get hot and steril. Once that was done she would press it to the wound on her arm..working on burning the tissue to stop the bleeding.
"Ouwyouwyouwy" she whimpered. Then she was down and washed the dry blood off before rinsing the cloth out and rewrapping her booboo. It was better now, but it was an ugly sight until it healed properly so it was better off being covered up. Mischa opened the door and smiled at Kev. "All better!"
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 17, 2010 20:02:21 GMT -8
T[/size]he kiss and the knowledge that whomever had hurt Mischa was dead, did little to calm Kevala down...She was not easily brought out of this state, and to date only one person had ever calmed her enough to get her back to thinking rationally. Gabriel.
Yet, unlike every time before, she did not wish to destroy everyone within range of her....No, she would rather die before she hurt Mischa.....but it could be said that thankfully they were alone with no chance of being interrupted....because if somebody else had showed up right now, they would be dead...Plain and simple.....
Then the girl pulled down her sweater, trying to play it off as though it were nothing, though instantly Kevala saw the blood....just before Mischa did.
Then, just as the air around Kevala shifted, more and more anger and rage pouring forth, Mischa was up and running to the bathroom......and Kevala was right behind her. She could have beaten her there, having known the house better than Mischa did, but she let her go in and shut the door, standing just outside and leaning against the wall...her entire form trembling with rage......
Then she heard the soft whimper, the words, the smell of blood and burning flesh....and she knew what was happening in there.....Causing her to growl softly......
NOW she was mad....mad that Mischa would try and hide it from her.......
Yet she did not move, even as Mischa opened the door and once again tried to pretend that all was well......
For a long moment, Kevala simply stared at her, fighting back the darkness of her mind to try and keep herself from doing something stupid..like going into town and killing a few people.......To keep from overracting toward Mischa......
"I tell you everything of myself......I have shared with you....the most shameful part of me....."
She pulled down her pants, just at the hip to show the brand she was so ashamed of, the one that only Mischa had seen...aside from those who were there that day......
Then, the most unlikely thing happened, instead of more and more rage filling the air around them, it was replaced....with another emotion.....with.......pain.....heartbreak.......and though those eyes remained black as the midnight sky, they quickly pooled with tears as she pulled her pants back up and looked the girl in the eyes.....
"If I was hurt....You would be the first person I would want to know...to comfort me....to....help me..."
Her words becoming broken as she felt the heat of her tears spill from the corner of her eyes and roll down her cheeks.......Her head lowering as she whimpered out softly.....The air around them thick with sadness....and ....confusion......
"I do not think I have to be strong around you...that it is okay to show weakness.......Why.....Why can you not.....do....that for me?"
With that, Kev would sniffle softly, casting one last look of those blackened eyes up toward Mischa before she would push away from the wall and walk away, heading up the stairs toward the bedroom....
To some it would have seemed like just words, some cheap plow to make Mischa feel bad......Especially if Kev had been a guy...But Mischa should have known her better than that......The mere fact that she had just shown such pain, that she had cried and whimpered....that she had walked away......should have been enough to prove that the words she spoke were true......
Moving into the bedroom, which had furniture, given that Kev stayed here occassionaly....she laid down on the bed, curling up against her pillow into a little ball and whimpering softly as she felt those tears continue to slide down her face......
It all boiled down to one thing......She felt that Mischa did not trust her enough to show weakness....that she did not need her the way Kev did Mischa......That perhaps she never would....because after all....Kev was .....a monster....
Perhaps she did not deserve the kind of trust she wished for?
Perhaps......she never would......
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