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Raina Maris. (raina_maris) wrote in manchester_rpg,
@ 2010-09-19 18:46:00

When my brain's ticking like a bomb.
Who Raina & Jack, then Desmond
What Booze fixes all the problems in the world
When Sunday night
Where By the pond
Rating R (language and sexual situations)
Status In progress

It was a dream that had Raina wanting to leave campus for the night.

Lately, most of her dreams had been dark and she woke aching, both physically and emotionally. Her mind was tired from screaming and she felt like she was spinning out of control. Last night she'd found herself in the middle of the woods. Her heart had been racing as her eyes dated around through the mass of trees that surrounded her. She could hear leaves cracking underfoot as something took a spin around the shadows. She turned to try and catch a glimpse but she just barely saw the back end of whatever it was as it disappeared once more. "Who's there?" She called out, though she didn't expect an answer.

Turning, her feet kicked up dirt as she started to run through the woods. Her body bumped into the thick tree trunks and she could feel the bruises appearing on her body. But she couldn't stop. Heart thumping, she continued to run as the creature, or whatever it was, got closer and closer to her. She head towards a clearing when the creature on her tail snagged her foot. Raina fell to the ground, feeling the dirt staining her face. Flipping herself on her back, she prepared for an attack but nothing was there. Out of breath, her eyes darted around the circle of the clearing. As she did, the trees around her started to grow crookedly, wickedly. The branches bent like fingers reaching for her menacingly.

She screamed and backed up until she could get to her feet. No sooner had she taken a step away from the reaching fingers then they had gripped her. They wrapped around her, pinning her arms at her sides as they roped around her waist. The other ones started to claw at her violently, like an animal tearing her flesh into ribbons. Blood dripped from her body until she woke up violently. Drenched in sweat, sheets tangled around her body, it took almost fifteen minutes to pull herself together and realize she'd been only dreaming. And they had been getting worse every night.

This last one had felt so real that when her eyes laid on the clock and she'd realized that she had slept all day, she decided there was really only one thing that she could do to calm the thoughts of blood and destruction.

And that was alcohol.

With a bottle of jack daniels shoved in her bag, she threw on a skirt (in the chance that she wanted to get in the water) and a tank top, followed by a pair of slip on flats. Then Raina was out the door. She didn't want to be there right now. All she wanted to feel was numb. She had been hoping that, much like what most people told her, the ache would lessen with time. She had been all but hoping that one day she would wake up and it would hurt less, even just a tiny bit, but she'd had no luck with that. Every morning hurt just as badly. What if she never recovered? She didn't want to be reckless, but she didn't want to be in pain. So she didn't waste any time getting down to the pond. Stopping beside the water, Raina sat down and pulled out the bottle of whiskey. It started with a few shots. The burning in her throat as she swallowed each shot helped, but she wanted more, needed more.

She wasn't sure how much time passed by a quarter of the bottle down, Raina was laying back on the ground, staring at the sky. She hummed to herself as she twisted the bottle open again and held it against her lips to take another sip. Her cheeks were flushed with the taste, eyes watery from the buzz.

This was definitely helping.

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jack_daniels
2010-09-21 02:19 am UTC (link)

"Well, you shouldn't be afraid to like the terminator movies, nerdy girls are hawt..." Jack said with a nod. "Not that liking the terminator is super nerdy or anything, but still... nothing wrong with liking what it is that you like. Unless it's like... midget on donkey porn. In which case there's still nothing wrong with liking what it is that you like, but I really don't want to fucking hear about it..." Jack said with a nod. "It's not like every girl on the face of the planet has to like gone with the wind because they have a pussy or something..." Jack said with a shrug. Of course, he would never admit to liking disney movies or being anything less than a super manly stud, but the point of it was the same, he supposed... maybe.

Jack raised an eyebrow as her face suddenly buried itself in his shoulder, then shook his head lightly as she came out blushing, trying to convice herself that she couldn't possibly do it for fear that someone might hear. "So what if someone hears, it's fucking dark out here. And what, you're going to let someone fucking tell you what you can and can't say, because that is HORSE SHIT!" He yelled the last word and heard it echo over the lake, smirking a little. "Come on, live a little, just belt something out that you've been wanting to scream all day." Jack tried to urge her. If she didn't he'd probably let it go, but he at least wanted to see what she'd bellow out as her first word of choice.

Of course, when she mentioned about how most of the girls in her class were talking his eyebrows went way up, somewhat piqued in terms of interest in what it was that the girls had talked about him over. Was it his dashing good looks, his awesome charming wit, his ability to punt a squirrel over 200 yards? Of course, the reality of it was far funnier, especially given how much Raina seemed to choke on the idea of actually spitting it out. Even when she managed to sum up the courage she couldn't quite say it, and it made him snicker quite a bit. "How big much COCK is, you mean. It's okay, you can say COCK you know. It won't kill you to refer to the one eyed trouser anaconda by it's proper name..." he said with a snicker. "Tell you what... pull it out, right now. You can set the record straight. I won't even make you show me yours..." he said with a smirk.

"You're not experienced? All the more reason to pull it out and take a crack at it. You've got me drunk, there'll be no fucking easier guy within miles of here. Besides, you'd have something to brag about if I live up to legendary status." Jack said with a laugh as she seemed pretty goddamned embarassed by the whole thing. To him it was just fucking hilarious though. "I'm placing a bet though that even as much alcohol as you've imbibed you're still too fuckin chicken to do it though..." he said, leaning back and looking up at the sky.

"Haha! well, at least you know how guys think... that's more than I can say about most girls..." Jack said, handing her the bottle. "But since you picked truth, and I am the master of ruthless truth or dare, I'm going to say that for truth, you have to tell me what happened with this guy that you're getting drunk over. And don't try to pull some bullshit about having no idea what I'm talking about because we both know it's horse shit. So there you go, there's your truth, sweetheart. And remember, don't drink more than a sip or two...." he cautioned again, mainly because he didn't want her to barf all over him or something.

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raina_maris
2010-09-21 05:50 am UTC (link)

"Now when you say nerdy girls are hot do you mean in that, dress up in a school girl uniform, thick glasses and pig tails kind of hot that you, you know, bend over her World of Warcraft table? Or are you just being nice?" She questioned, trying to sink back into the role of carefree teenager. If she was going to do this, she really needed to commit--and she could deal with the rest later. It was only now that she spotted something on his face, just a little tick--or change. She would have missed it if she hadn't been looking, or hadn't looked up into his eyes. A smirk started to cross her lips as it sunk in for her. "Or... maybe it is that you're actually a closet nerd and not wanting that little tidbit of information to alter your legendary status?"

It was actually understandable. "Don't worry, Jack." She said, smile still on her face. "It'll be our little secret." Even if that wasn't the case, when Raina made a promise, she was sure to keep it. Things like that she took to the grave. She hated the fact that some people could promise you something and then break your trust. Trust was possibly one of the most important things in the world.

Closing her eyes for a moment, she leaned her head back and considered what she would have used for her word. What has she been dying to scream out all day? She was angry. She would have just screamed out that simple fact. She felt like she was falling down into a ravine and wasn't sure if she wanted to continue falling to splatter on the ground, or claw at anything around her to hold on and pull herself back up. Did she even have enough strength to pull herself out? Or, she wondered, was it more like being in quick sand and the more you struggle to get out the quicker it pulls you down? With the thoughts in her mind, she pulled her legs up against her chest and wrapped her arms around the ankles. It left her covered enough that she wasn't flashing anyone around her, including him, but it did show off just a little more of her long legs. She decided to pass up the screaming. What would she actually say anyway?

Luckily however, his comments caught her off guard enough that her silence wasn't awkward.

Perking both eyebrows, Raina looked over at him and laughed. "I'm sorry, did you say the 'one eyed trouser anaconda'? I have heard it referred to by many names." Whether she was prude or not, she had two ears and tended to pay attention to what people said around her. "But that one--" She clicked her tongue, then added, "Actually, I've heard it referred to as a trouser snake before. Should I assume your use of anaconda means it's just that much bigger, or does it like, have the desire to try to kill Jennifer Lopez and Ice Cube?" Shrugging, Raina looked up at him shyly. "That's another movie that I added to my guilty pleasures list. I can't say much about any of the sequels they made, aside from the fact that Jonathan Rhys Davies was in one of them and I love him from the Lord of the Rings movies." Gimli was such a great character.

It had been awhile since Raina had really thought about things she used to like. She supposed that people could consider her a nerd. Either she was walking around looking at herself in every shiny surface she could find, or she was pining away for someone who she was starting to realize probably wasn't going to come back. Raina looked over at him with amusement in her eyes. "Are you calling me chicken hoping that I'll get all huffy about it and do it just to prove you wrong? Because I'm not one of those girls." Except right now, she kind of felt like she wanted to be. What had being herself really given her beside this horrible feeling in her chest? "But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious. Though, most girls I've met seem to be. What would make me any different than any of them?"

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raina_maris
2010-09-21 05:51 am UTC (link)

Leaning back, she barely gave him time to answer that as she started to realize that she was really starting to ramble. It's a thing that happens when you drink a lot. That, however, she was fine dealing with. If that was the worst thing that came from her drinking excursion tonight then it was a job damn well done. "How did you get to be like this?" Raina asked, the question more loaded then she let on. "You walk around like nothing in the world bothers you. You don't care what anyone says and do whatever you want. I couldn't imagine having that kind of courage."

But it wasn't her turn for truth or dare. Still, she wished that maybe she had chosen dare. Holding the neck of the bottle, Raina drew her thumb nail along the glass a few times before raising it to her mouth. Taking a swig, she lowered it into her lap and swallowed the liquid. It burned all the way down her throat into the fire that grew in her belly. "There was an attack a little over a month ago," she began, voice lowered a little as she stared at the alcohol, then past it to her feet. She hadn't had anyone to talk to about this so aside from the replays that went on in her mind, this was still fresh. "Someone in town stabbed a girl who goes to school here." Surprisingly, it hadn't been as big news as Raina had thought it would be. Maybe she just wanted to keep things quiet? "And he found her, bleeding on the ground, close to dying. It wrecked him, so he did what he could to keep her alive. He shared his blood with her. You know, let her drink from him to heal her. Then he took her back to her apartment and waited with her to make sure she didn't die." Another small sip. Truthfully, talking about this had started to sober her up and she didn't exactly want to be sober right now. "I was waiting in his dorm room the next morning, all gung ho about having a picnic together. When he got there he was visibly shaken and bloody. There was so much and I had no idea if it was his or.. or what had happened. He kept telling me to go home but I didn't." Maybe she should have.

Raina looked up at him to see if he was paying attention. If he wasn't, she didn't want to go into this. If it was just something someone did, like a social requirement, then she would prefer to just drown in the bottle and do something stupid. But something told her it was okay to continue. "He said I could never understand what it was like for him and I just--begged him to tell me. I just wanted to know. I wanted to be there for him, help him, anything." That had been the most important thing. Desmond carried the sadness of so many lifetimes and she just wanted to walk this one with him, help him carry that weight. "He blamed himself." She swallowed back the feeling, remembering everything about the way it felt to look at him, hear his voice utter those words and see the guilt in his eyes. "He told her he'd protect her so when she was attacked, he thought it was his fault for not being there." But he couldn't have spent every waking second being there for her. It wouldn't be fair to either of them.

Reaching up, Raina tucked the hair on the right side of her behind her ear and let out a slow breath. "Then he explained to me how he felt for someone once the way I felt for him, and that while it was intense, it would change over time." Shrugging, she averted her eyes to the ground, "Then he said something about not making it any harder and I left. He kept saying he wanted to keep me safe, you know? I just needed him to trust me. I would have been there whenever he wanted me, given him anything." With a small turn, Raina leaned her head back and looked up at the sky. "It hurt." She admitted softly. "It still hurts. And I just want it to stop so I figured some boozing would help so, here I am."

Turning her head to look at Jack, she waited to hear what he would say about it. As she did, she took another sip from the bottle, feeling the effects of the stronger liquor as she handed it back to him.

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