Gavin Lucas (viciouscircle) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2017-11-15 12:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | #flashback, gavin |
Who: Gavin and NPCs
What: Flash from the past musings. From details to no details at all idek XD
Where: Around town
When: 1997-1999
Status: Complete
Warning: Nothing too graphic, mentions of disturbing things, sexual language, Gavin's shitty past.
Gavin always wore a jacket that was just a few numbers too big for him, thick and padded it made him appear larger than he really was and that was part of why he wore it. It was also warm and in the Maine winters that really helped. It also meant he wouldn’t grow out of it too fast and that was definitely a bonus when your family was broke and shitty.
The polar opposite of Gavin was his best friend Freddie. Not only was he tall and lanky, he also showed everything he had with his far too tight pants and t-shirts, cartoonish monsters clinging to his narrow chest and his trench coat not much of a shelter against the cold. Gavin didn’t much like the cold so he never understood how Freddie could take it. They were an odd pair but that didn’t matter, they were both freaks and freaks flock together.
That was how he met Ollie actually, the whole freak-flocking thing. She was so shy back then and her body language said that she wanted to be invisible. Her clothes said something completely different and one day in the school hallway her Marilyn Manson sweater got Freddie’s attention.
“Fuck yeah,” He shouted at her and made devil horns in her direction. “She’s dead, wrapped in plastic!” He even did a little dance and it was hilarious.
Gavin recognized it for what it was and he laughed as he looked back at Ollie, expecting her to at least smile because this was bonding, right? Instead, she flipped Freddie off and stalked down the hallway, leaving the boys confused.
“I like your sweater,” Freddie yelled after her and she flipped him off again without looking back. She had black nail polish on that finger and for some reason that was all Gavin could stare at.
“Jesus,” Freddie said, deflated. “That bitch is crazy.” Gavin stared after the girl for a bit and wondered what her problem was but Freddie seemed to get over it in about ten seconds flat. He had the attention span of a puppy.
It wasn’t until a few days later that Gavin actually talked to Ollie and started understanding a little why she was so defensive. He hadn’t paid attention to her before but she was dressing differently now and, let’s be honest, getting prettier even if she hid it with far too much makeup. Now that she had his attention he finally noticed that people were mean to her. The girls especially which to Gavin seemed somehow worse. Guys just punched things out but the girls did things verging on witchcraft; shit he wouldn’t know how to deal with.
He made a point of sitting next to her one day in class despite the way she stared at him, as if staring could murder a man. For a few seconds Gavin wondered if it actually could but he survived the initial glaring and then she was focusing on her book again. “What do you want, Lurch,” she asked as she started re-coloring a pentagram on the margin of the page.
"Freddie and me, we're gonna go see Event Horizon," Gavin told her just loud enough to be heard over the commotion of their classmates pulling out chairs and settling down. "You should come."
Ollie gave him a look that should have discouraged him; a mix of disgust and disbelief. She still seemed to think about it though. "You'll never get in," she huffed dismissively and Gavin grinned back at her.
"See, that's where you're wrong. Freddie knows a guy, he'll get us in." How could he go wrong with that? Girls loved it when guys could get them places they weren't allowed to go, right? He tried not to look too hopeful as he watched for her reaction. "Come on, what do you say?"
Ollie scoffed softly as she looked at him again, narrowing her eyes at him. God she was pretty, like a rock star with all that black around her eyes. "Your friend's an asshole," she finally told him, her expression softening a bit. "But I guess you're okay, Lurch."
"He's just loud," Gavin said with a shrug and he really didn't think Freddie was an asshole, he was a good guy and Gavin's best friend and Ollie would find out if she just gave them a chance. "You like horror, right?"
"Duh," Ollie said and that looked to be a small smile on her lips. Progress! She still didn’t seem interested so he was a little surprised when she actually agreed to go. That was hours later at the end of the day as she breezed past him. He almost didn’t hear her but luckily he did and he gave Freddie a victorious little grin when she was gone.
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As it turned out they all hated the movie. It was too dark, too scary, too bleak. They all gushed about it being ‘cool’ but it was clear they all felt unsettled and a bit reluctant to go home. Gavin especially wasn’t sure why he was doing this to himself. He had nightmares on the regular already and watching a film like that was probably going to make it worse.
“I need to smoke,” he admitted as they waited for Freddie’s sister to get her ass back to the Multiplex to pick them up. It was cold out and Ollie was huddling close to him so that helped a little but soon he would have to go home and that would be that, no pretty girl to distract him from the horrors.
“Then smoke,” Ollie said, looking somewhat puzzled until she saw the look on Freddie’s face and realized they were not talking cigarettes. “Oh,” she said softly and huffed. “I don’t think you can do that right here.” She narrowed her eyes and peered up at him. “Do you have some on you?”
Gavin nodded and noted the little spark in her eyes. Yeah, she wanted to smoke with him. “Have you tried it?” he asked as Freddie started hopping around like an idiot to keep warm. Gavin ignored him, his attention on Ollie as she shook her head, her eyes fixed on his. Dark and way too pretty.
“Always wanted to, didn’t know where to get any,” she said and looked away somewhat shyly as she pulled her small backpack off her back and started rummaging through it. Gavin watched, only slightly disappointed when she only pulled out her lipstick. “It’s freezing,” she complained. “Where’s your stupid sister, Freddie? Shouldn't you have your own car by now?”
Freddie groaned at that. Yes he was older and yes he could drive, but he didn’t exactly have the kind of rich parents who got him his own car. He shared one with his sister and that was way cooler than anything Gavin could hope for for the next few years.
“Soon,” Freddie said. “When I get the money.” He had big plans, most of them weren’t legal.
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Freddie’s sister was cool. She could be annoying but she was pretty cool. She let them smoke in the car and she didn’t say anything when Ollie kissed Gavin, smearing dark lipstick over his lips.
Gavin could see her glancing in the rearview mirror but she didn’t comment and that was cool. Freddie was half asleep up in the front so they had enough privacy to really make out as they drove home and Gavin had never been happier. Ollie was cool and the way she kissed him had his dick hard in no time. She tasted like pot and cherries and she had some perfume on that seemed to go straight to his dick too. Maybe it was shampoo, how the fuck should he know. Girls were kind of weird and mysterious and awesome like that and they always smelled good.
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They were inseparable after that and the girls left Ollie alone once that became obvious. You didn’t fuck with Gavin Lucas’s girlfriend, even if you were a girl. He might not hit them, but he could cause them insurmountable trouble, mostly by beating up their boyfriends. It didn’t come to that, they knew to leave him well enough alone and Ollie was honest to God happy for a while. She started talking more, smiling more and even if they didn’t fuck for the first couple of months, Gavin was pretty happy with just the hand jobs and playing with her tits.
By Christmas Gavin found out about her dad. It was Christmas and Ollie didn’t want to spend it at home. They talked, freezing their asses off late at night, smoking in some playground swings. She started crying. Gavin listened and then he offered to walk her home. She didn’t want to go, he insisted and when Gavin insisted, people tended to listen. Even when he was only fourteen.
“I’m coming in,” he told her and she shook her head no because her dad didn’t like Gavin and he’d never let him come in. Gavin did not care. He came in anyway. Mr. Rossi didn’t have much say in that as this fourteen year old punk he hated so much proceeded to beat the crap out of him. “You touch her again,” Gavin told him when he had him bleeding on the floor. “I’ll come back and finish you.” He wasn’t sure why he was so calm but he was. It was like it had made him cold inside, knowing what this guy had done to his girlfriend. “And don’t fucking come back to church,” he added as he got up. “I’ll tell everyone what you did.”
He wouldn’t do it because it would kill Ollie if people knew, but Mr. Rossi didn’t need to know that. Neither did Mrs. Rossi who chose that moment to come home from work, going pale when she saw her husband on the floor and her daughter crying. Gavin didn’t give a shit about her, she’d treated Ollie like shit too, constantly hitting her and turning a blind eye to what her father was doing so when she stepped inside the room Gavin spat on Mr. Rossi before taking Ollie’s hand like a statement of solidarity. “And you,” he told her mother. “If you touch her again? I’ll do the same to you, tits or no tits.” It was funny, intimidating an adult. Mrs. Rossi was taller than he was and he knew she could go to the cops but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He would go to juvie for Ollie if he had to and then he’d come back and kill the Rossis for ratting him out.
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Surprisingly enough, they didn’t press charges and they left Ollie alone after that. Funny how people always said violence didn’t solve any problems when so clearly it did. Months went by and Ollie was even happier. He could see it in the way she carried herself and given time she started dressing way sexier than she’d used to; slowly switching from hoodies to tight tops, from cargo pants to skirts. Two months after her fifteenth birthday she let him fuck her and it was every bit as amazing as he hoped it would be. Scoring at fourteen like a true fucking Lucas.
She changed so much during that time. No longer timid and defensive, she became chattier and more physically active but her mood also became darker at times and it took so very little to set her off. She bounced back just as quick, laughing it off and making it up to him with sex. Sex really could fix anything in Gavin’s mind, it was a small wonder women didn’t rule the world.
It was exhausting though. Their relationship could be summarized as ‘I hate you don’t leave me’ and he was beginning to wonder what would happen if he left her. But when it was good it was so good. Especially after Freddie fucked off out of town and Ollie was the only one Gavin could really confide in. She was his rock when she wasn’t having a meltdown. He could tell her about the nightmares, about the shadow, about how hard it was having to take care of his siblings because his parents wouldn’t step up and do it. Sometimes she came over and stayed with him when he had to watch over them. She adored the youngest two but Caden had a big temper and a big attitude which was only compounded by the fact he was a ten year old boy so he couldn’t really blame her for not liking him. Sometimes he didn’t like him much either.
Gavin probably should have seen the warning signs when Ollie told him a bit sappily that he’d be a good dad one day but honestly, who could see that as a warning sign? He’d just turned fifteen and nobody in their right mind wanted kids that young.
Of course he forgot to factor in that Ollie was never in her right mind.