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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 15, 2011 9:19:15 GMT -5
It was sunset and Nevada was already drunk. She stood on the roof whiskey bottle in one hand and cigarette in another as she paced back and fourth.
How the HELL had she been found? Her father never came to Brooklyn! She supposed it was good she hadnt actually seen him. if she had seen him he probably would have dragged her back to manhattan. Well, she supposed that would eventually happen and that scared her the most. She felt like she was just waiting around for that.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 15, 2011 9:25:56 GMT -5
Tristan made his way up to the roof and shut the entrance door behind him. He lit a cigarette as well and took in the sight of the setting sun. He saw Nevada standing over by the edge.
"You know, you're tab bit close for comfort..." Tristan remarked. He was not a fan of heights.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 15, 2011 9:48:22 GMT -5
Nevada frowned at the interruption. She turned and realized it was Tristan and grinned, 'why?' she asked as she leaned a little too far over the edge, 'ya scared?' she asked, frowning as her cigarette fell from her fingers over the edge.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 15, 2011 10:37:34 GMT -5
"Ain't scare, just uneasy," he watched he lurching unsteadily and definitely wanted to close his eyes, but he didn't. Tristan walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. "You alright?"
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 15, 2011 10:41:44 GMT -5
'yeeeeeees.' She said though on the inside she was thinking nooooooooo. She let him pull her away from the side and snuck a few gulps of whiskey in as well.
'I don't know.' Nevada said finally. Liquor had a way of making her talk-well it made everyone talk. 'I just....you've been stressed with the Mikey stuff...I ain't your girl so I didn't wanna big you down with my shit either!' she said wishing she had some sort of filter.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 15, 2011 11:04:45 GMT -5
Tristan slowly raised an eyebrow at her and chuckled, "Okay...somebody's drunk." He said and carefully took the bottle from, he took a sip. "First of all you can talk to me and tell me what's going on in that head of yours alright? I know I have my own shit, but everyone does. What good is having each other if we can't work anything out?" He looked into her eyes, "And just cause I didn't get all mushy and ask you if you'd be my girl don't mean I don't consider you that way alright?"
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 15, 2011 11:17:31 GMT -5
Nevada was feeling way too many emotions. Angry because Tristan took her bottle away. Scared because she'd been found. Happy because she's 'his'. She would deal with thinking about -that-later.
Nevada screwed up her nose and kissed him. 'it's just...' she sighed and tried to reach for the bottle. Maybe if she drank herself into oblivion she wouldn't have to tell him about everything-she knew once she started she wouldn't stop. 'there's so much going on. My shit just adds to that pile.' she said, burying her face against his chest.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 15, 2011 11:26:59 GMT -5
"That's usually what happens, shit on top of shit," He said, and he was completely serious, he wrapped both his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
"Don't you know it's never easy?" He asked her. "You just gotta keep going though."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 15, 2011 11:33:18 GMT -5
Nevada stopped reaching for the liquor bottle and wrapped her arms around him, feeling safe. She looked up at him with big eyes, 'you're the calm in my storm.' she whispered. She knew how cheesy it sounded but it was how she felt and her filter seemed to have fallen off the edge of the building with her cigarette.
'my father knows I'm still in new York.' she finally said. She hadn't told him much at all about her former life-no one really did. She had to trust him though-he trusted her with his life, with his secret. She should trust him with hers.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 15, 2011 12:07:47 GMT -5
"I'm assuming this is a bad thing?" Tristan said with a sigh. "So now, you're gonna tell me why," he said and sat down, pulling her down gently, he wrapped his arms around her waist and let her rest against him.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 15, 2011 12:14:35 GMT -5
Nevada rested her head back against him and sighed loudly. 'yes it's bad. Most of us are hidin or runnin from something aren't we?' she said slowly. 'that's why no one seems to go by their names isnt it? Except you of course. Unless Tristan isn't your real name.' she joked flatly.
Nevada took a deep breath as she gathered the courage to tell him story. 'I come from a wealthy family but left after my dads actions caused my mom to kill herself.' she said, not sure how to continue.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 15, 2011 12:23:54 GMT -5
Tristan didn't say anything he just held her close, gently brushed her hair from her face and kissed the top of her head. He knew it was hard to tell your story and how scary it could actually be.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 15, 2011 12:29:58 GMT -5
She may have been drunk but him being there brought comfort. 'dads a piece of shit.' she said bitterly. 'apparently he saw me recently when I was running trough manhattan. Paid someone to find out who I was-where I was staying.' she groaned, 'now today some kid said my dads been offerin money for information on me. Wants to take me back.' she said, feeling herself choking up.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 15, 2011 12:37:09 GMT -5
"You ain't going back," Tristan said firmly and boy did he really fucking mean it. "I won't let him take you back. Don't try to shake my birds, I'll tell them to keep on the lookout for anyone asking for information on you. I swear I won't let nothing happen to you."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 15, 2011 12:41:22 GMT -5
Nevada wished she felt comfort in his words but she didnt.
'I love that you care-that you want me safe-but money-lots of it-won't keep anyone loyal.' Nevada said. She knew her dad would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. Which had her wondering what the FUCK he wanted.
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