Take away my pain

Take away my pain

Juliet Moonsong

01-16-2012, 02:23 PM

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dated after the thread that hasn’t quiet started yet and a few others >.< lol

The girl tossed in her sleep; again she was in the realm of that day. Repeating it over and over in her unconscious mind, it was like the night that Liam killed his sister. The events seemed to never stop playing but this was different, this involved her so she felt all the emotions over again. The pain, the fear. All of it crashed over her body like waves of reminders that his hands had been on her. Soft almost inaudible whines escaped the sleeping girl, as she tried to escape the clutches of the nightmare. She tried to forget; forget his scent, his breath, his touch. Most of all she tried to forget his angelic blue eyes, something at deceived her from the very start. His gaze haunted her even when she was awake, as if to keep her from forgetting anything.

Her body lurched awake as she almost let out a scream, stifling it into a soft whine as her eyes looked up at the foreign ceiling. Her heart raced and her breathing was labored as she grew thankful that it was only another nightmare, thank god she did not go through that again. She sat up, a stupid move as her body screamed out in pain. Oh yeah, it happened though didn’t it. Her fingers quickly wiped away tears that had built up on her cheeks. A shiver ran down her spine as she looked down at her covered knees; why did that have to happen? Why did he have to do that to her, what did she ever do to him?

Her eyes closed for a few seconds as she just listened to the silence, happy to be in Lorenzo’s room. He was her protector, who knows what would have happened to her if he had not been there. Slowly her finger moved to readjust a few buttons on Lorenzo’s shirt she borrowed, making sure that the few she did button were not undone. With a sigh she opened her eyes again, no longer wishing to see the man’s blue eyes any longer. Juliet moved from the large bed, her feet touching the cold floor as she just stared emotionlessly at the back of his head. Why had he gotten out of bed, she missed having his warmth next to her. He was the one that made her feel safe, but when he was not there she always seemed to have the nightmares.

She wanted to run over to him and hug him but for some reason her body stayed planted to the edge of his bed, just staring at him lovingly. She was glad to be here, she was glad her mother sent her with him. Sure she loved and missed her mother, but this was what she needed right now. Being away from his would kill her, or so her teenage mind thought. Her eyes glittered as she tried to put the horrid scene behind her, though her every movement reminded her with pain. She wanted it to all go away, she was safe now. She had Lorenzo to protect her from anything.

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Lorenzo Knight

01-16-2012, 05:20 PM

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Such violence. Such anger. It raged all around him, within him turning the dark world a bloody red color, tinting everything in crimson. He was a stone bathed in pale moonlight, a statue for all that he moved, the only hint that he was alive was the slow rise and fall of his shoulders as he breathed in and out. Even his ears and tail remained motionless as he stared forwards. He had killed a man. He had taken the life of another. And yet... he could not bring himself to feel guilt, to feel shame or regret for his actions. There was no sorrow in the two toned eyes of Lorenzo Knight. In a flurry of movement the man seated himself down upon the chair to his desk, the wooden contraption groaning audibly underneath his enormous weight and then he was still again, once more a shadowed carving of wood or stone. His breaths were quiet and shallow, held such so that he did not disturb the lady sleeping fitfully in his bed, his Juliet the Flower Girl. Once again the only sign he was alive were the movement of his shoulders and the slow crawl of blood down his arm from where the bandages were not sufficient to hold it in.

Though it did not seem he was paying attention to her, the only sense that was not tuned to completeness upon her was his vision. He could not stand to watch her twist and turn, upset at the contents of her dreams. Boiling hatred welled up inside of him again and the man's hands shook as their grip upon his knees tightened, claws digging in deep to fur and skin. Every time a tortured whine came from the huddle of fur behind him he felt as though a dagger, red hot and glowing was plunged into his back digging as much pain from him as possible. She was hurt, was hurting and he could do nothing to help her. Such helpless feelings, such worthlessness were what had him hard as diamond, staring out into the moon's hungry eye. He had ceased being a boy when he had come upon the scene that he had, brutal disgusting images came to his mind's eye and the man tensed even more so than he already was, a huff of breath leaving between clenched teeth, a tightened jaw to hiss into the world quietly.

He closed a single orb from the world so that the only one looking out was the one of emerald. Within it glinted the moisture he wished to shed but would keep locked inside. The second breath that left him was more a sob albeit a quiet one. The bed creaked behind him and the sound of covers being drawn back whispered lightly in the still air. Her scent floated towards him with the breeze of her actions and he sighed ever so slightly,

"Yahh should be sleepin'." He shifted body around so that his back was to the window and he could see her visage illuminated by the light of the moon. The sight was so beautiful to behold and so sad for the bandages that littered her perfect body, covered up by the shirt she had thieved and refused to give back. The contours of his face changed as they looked at each other, the hard lines softening and receded to be replaced by a tender expression, he was confused about his feelings for her. Standing slowly so not to startle her the Knight son padded forwards steadily and turned himself to sit upon the bed at her side although careful not to actually touch her, ducking his head to better capture a view of her face, pinched and withdrawn with the echos of her nightmares.

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Juliet Moonsong

01-16-2012, 06:12 PM

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Juliet just sat there, only looking at his statue-like body. The only indication of his life was his slow moving shoulders that proved he was breathing, again she wanted to hug him but she could not. Her body stayed frozen, just staying still like him. Like she was mimicking his every move she did not make any notions of movement. Her eyes just gazed at him, looking at how his fur changed colors in the moonlight. He looked more of a soft gray than his normal dusty brown; his eyes must have looked different too. Her head finally surrendered to movement, tilting very lightly to the side out of curiosity.

She wanted to know how everything looked in moonlight, her eyes finally moved from his still form. Wandering around the room she had stayed in a few days now, everything looked so strange in the light the moon casted compared to the sun. It gave a soft blue and silver glow to everything, taking most of the color from the world. Something she never seemed the like about this time but it was not her fault to why she was awake at such a colorless hour. Nightmares seemed to always get her up as such the worst of times, making her realize it truly happened and that Lorenzo was not in the bed.

His movements made her focus back on him and not the silvery blue world, he moved slowly. Cautious that she might scare, sure his movements caught her off guard but she did not mind him sitting next to her. Her eyes moved away for a few seconds realizing that a few of the buttons near her chest area were undone, how stupid of her to forget those when she tried to fix them earlier. It was strange, she was one of those girls that did not feel naked with her fur covering her body but now. Without this shirt she felt like her fur was stripped off and she was exposed, guess that goes hand in hand when you feel violated.

He came closer to her face, her movements flinched lightly at his closeness but her mind registered it was Lorenzo close to her. Somehow, in the only day they met before that day he had understand her way of showing emotions. He seemed to see that she could not show emotions like everyone else even though she wanted to. That her voice would not be an indicator to her feelings, just her eyes. He always looked to her eyes like she did his. He was so close, she could not stand it. Too close for her body to like, but too close for her mind to not want to just touch his face and tell him she was okay. ”I could not sleep without you here.” She spoke softly though again no emotion shined through her words. Though her eyes showed truth, showed her need for him to be beside her. She was a flower right now, and she had lost a few petals from that day but she was still mostly there.

”Lorenzo.. I..” She started but could not seem to say her thoughts, what was she going to say? Her brain jumbling the words up and made her play a puzzle game, what was it? I.. Love you? Need you? Like you? What were the exact words, all she knew is that although some of her found him to be way to close for comfort her heart found him to be almost not close enough. A conflicting war inside her to find what it was she wanted, finally her mind and heart won. Even for a short second, her hand moved from her covered thigh. Moving to his nose and slowly and softly caressing to his cheek, her eyes smiled sparkled at his warmth. She wanted this but her body did not, it seemed to want to go in the corner and cower. It wanted to curl into a ball and cry out all her emotions, but for right now her mind was in control. And right now she just wanted to do this.

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Lorenzo Knight

01-18-2012, 05:03 PM

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He gallantly looked away and made a production of it so that she noticed he had when she realised that a few of the buttons on her borrowed/stolen shirt had come undone during her struggles in her dreams. Again anger rose in fresh waves and the male beat them back with fists of steel. His anger had no place here where it could scare her. It was better reserved for other areas of his life, training and tracking. 'Discouraging' any stubborn trespassers, boy how Enzo hoped he found some of those in the next few days. A few days ago those thoughts would have disturbed him greatly but now they settled within him in a cold clarity. The world was full of disgusting evil people, they needed to be kept out and away. Away from his Juliet and her fragile form. For her he knew he would gladly slay a thousand beings or more, be them lupine or other. His last name suddenly seemed a whole lot more relevant. He was a Knight; defender of the weak and vulnerable. The notion almost caused him to bare his teeth in a crooked smile but he resisted for her sake.

Again there were flashes of pain within his mismatched eyes of emerald and violet as she flinched away from him, shrunk under his gaze and tried to pull away from him. Pulling his mouth down in a frown and his brows together in thinly veiled concern. But he knew where to look to find her true thoughts and feelings and in her brilliant eyes he saw something that told him it was okay. Her body still remembered the violent, brutish attack and sought to protect itself, for that he could hold no blame to her. He wanted to pull her close and tell her everything was fine and that she was safe. But everything was not fine and she wouldn't always be safe, sometimes he would be away from her. Already he dreaded those moments. They were strangers, they knew hardly a thing about each other apart from he had a slingshot and she an over protective mother but there was a connection, a spark waiting to be fanned into a flame that could burn bright and hot, passionate.

Her words were soft, almost heart broken and it just crushed his insides. If his brothers or father could hear his thoughts at that moment they would have laughed themselves stupid and Enzo already had rage penned up ready to release on his unsuspecting family should they do or say a single thing wrong. Her hand came out slowly, cautiously and the male held himself perfectly still. Aside from the huff of his breath he made no move or sound, not even a whisper. Her crimson tipped fingers touched his cheek and he pushed his head against her hand gently, eyes closing softly. All of the pleasurable activities in the world couldn't have overridden the thrill that he felt at that single touch and he couldn't stop the quiet whine that left his throat.

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Juliet Moonsong

01-21-2012, 06:25 AM

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She still had control, even if it was slipping. The feeling of his warmth made her heart hurt, how could she feel so strange about someone she met only once before that day. She tried to analyze her feelings, put them into perspective. What were these feelings? Her eyes closed lightly as she just felt the warmth of the person beside her, the warmth of her protector. This was just so strange; she did not know how to explain these things. Her want of his touch, the want of his body to be near her, the want of his protection. She just could not understand it.

Again her eyes fluttered open as just closing her eyes seemed to let the blue eyes come back to her, stupid angelic eyes. Her body flinched lightly but she stayed in control, holding her hand at the dusty male’s cheek. Her body screamed for her to get away, that he would just hurt her like that man had. All men had to be the same right? Was her father like that? No. That was impossible, she argued with the reasoning she was trying to fight. Lorenzo would not hurt her, would he? Again her body flinched but this time it came out as a shiver, passing off the movement as if she was cold.

This time she got a little bold, she refused to remove her touch from the dusty male. Instead she pushed further, her hand moved from his soft cheek slowly to his neck. This brought her face closer to his and her breathing became slightly hindered as she body fought back. She did not want to move away and yet she did. Juliet was so confused and her indigo eyes showed this showed her inner conflict to if he would hurt her or not. To if she was really safe even if he did save her life, she wanted to hide this from him but she couldn’t. She was afraid of his gender now as she moved her fingers through his hair very slowly.

She wanted to hide it all, wanted him to think she was perfectly fine but her eyes betrayed her. Showing everything from her confusion to her pain, then it showed something she did not even understand. Her affection for him, the affection she did not have a name for. She looked away from his eyes as she wanted to hide her feelings, though her hand stayed. She was just confused; confused with her feelings and with the way others acted.

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Lorenzo Knight

02-12-2012, 03:29 PM

sorry for taking so long

He still kept himself impossibly still unwilling to give up even an iota's amount of this for even the luxury of stretching out his slowly cramping legs, the bed was too low for him to sit upon it comfortably but he made no complaint or quarrel. This was special. Slowly an emerald jewel revealed itself to her again, the violet diamond remaining hidden. She was plain to read for her eyes said it all, she feared him. That was enough to bring a quiet rumble of distress from his chest. Don't fear me.. Please don't fear me He was her protector, he couldn't live with himself if she was scared of him.

Her hand shifted and the once boy felt the urge to shiver but refrained from doing so. Even his breaths were whisper soft if somewhat strained and controlled and they shivered too, a subtle quivering of the air as it was exhaled. The crimson tipped paw moved past where his one open eye could see and from there on he went by feel, the emerald instead staring back into her face almost longingly until she looked away from his gaze. Twinges of sadness overtook him and a second whine came from him, this one drawn out and strangled, still very very quiet.
He was confused as well. How was he supposed to help her through this?

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Juliet Moonsong

02-18-2012, 07:39 AM

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She did not fear him and yet in other ways she was terrified by his gender, though the way she felt towards him was indescribable. What was this feeling and was it more than a gentle touch of his protective nature that made her so intent to have him near her. Or was it something more, something different. Her body winced as she took a rather deep breath, pain shot from her ribs. A soft yelp escaped her lips but her eyes showed Lorenzo that it was not because of him, no it was because of her injuries that she yelped.

His soft whimper caused her to almost mimic him in a softer and almost monotone way. Why did she want him to touch her, just a simple movement would help her but why? Why did she think his touch would cause her to calm down and settle into a gentle form of sleep or even just a calmer state of mind? Would it make her head stop racing with questions or would it cause more? Whatever it would do she seemed to want him to hold her like her mother once did when she returned him from Crimson Dreams, she said it was for comfort. Was that what she wanted, what she needed?

Her fingers moved again, tangling themselves in his soft hair. She wanted to move closer but did she have the guts to do it, did she really want to move closer to someone that was the same gender as that angel eyed man? Her voice finally came back as she tried to piece together what she was trying to say earlier, she wanted something from him.

”Loenzo.. I.. Can you..” Her voice caught again still emotionless though seemed to almost break as she tried to ask him to hold her to help her, to do something to make her feel better. Though what were the words, her eyes moved back to looking at his sparkling jewel that was dulled in the moonlight. Her eyes almost pleaded with him, wanting him to help her if not hold her. Would he get the message, would she let him do that? Her fingers trailed from his hair slowly down his shoulder, tracing the bandages and then to his chest. With her fingers she mindlessly drew a heart, but her eyes moved away from her fingers and back up at him. Could he please stop stilling so still, the stone male was killing her for his movements well lack there of.

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Lorenzo Knight

02-26-2012, 03:10 PM

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Feel free to have Juliet freak out :3 / +381

His violet eye no longer hid itself from the world as the lid flipped open so that both dual tones could gaze upon her. She wore such beauty upon her body, a true visage. Hadn't she once said that her sister was the pretty one of them both? Well he knew without even having to see the sister that this was untrue. He stopped his thought short and sneered mentally at himself. God he was an animal, a disgusting dirty fucking animal. Here she was with her fear so great he could bloody taste it and he was making goo goo eyes at her curves. He breathed a sigh through his nose and leaned closer to her paw slowly.

But he couldn't stop himself, his gaze wandered and lingered on points of her face he found particularly lovely. Like those beautiful indigo eyes that were so soft, so full of pain and hurt. God damn that man for making that look blemish her perfection. He never wanted to see those feelings reflected in her eyes again, even if he had to kill hundreds for her. She made his soul sing, that was all he knew, he wanted to protect that feeling, protect her. His mind halted with a sudden sickening realisation, she had been hurt and abused in the worst way and yet he could have so very easily been holding a lifeless corpse to his chest now, a cold unfeeling slab of flesh that her soul used to occupy, all it would have taken was one misplaced slice for her lifeblood to leak until it all drained.

The male suddenly lurched forwards towards her, giving her no chance of escape as he tucked her scared body in close to his own and held her close. He was so large that he could almost curl his form over her but Lorenzo had never felt so small in his life when faced with the revelation, the very real threat of her death. Unstoppable hitches to his breathing came forth as he squeezed his eyes shut and grit his teeth against the pain in his chest, it took several seconds for him to piece together these reactions, he was crying for her. Tearless sobs that shook his shoulders and forced shallow breaths from his lungs.

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