Talon Falcon-Jay District Nine FINISHED

No tribute[Bray] Merchant [M:-370] 137 POSTS last seen Nov 24, 2013 23:18:52 GMT -5	Talon Falcon-Jay District Nine FINISHED Aug 3, 2013 23:34:56 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by No tribute[Bray] on Aug 3, 2013 23:34:56 GMT -5 Name: Talon Falcon-Jay Age: Nineteen Gender: Male District/Area: District 9 Appearance: Personality: History: Codeword: Odair Comments/Other:
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Talon Falcon-Jay District Nine FINISHED Aug 4, 2013 0:06:48 GMT -5

Post by No tribute[Bray] on Aug 4, 2013 0:06:48 GMT -5

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Talon Falcon-Jay

Narration Blue
Thoughts Lightgreen
Speech brown
Hearing Red

WIP

The day I can't forget

The day started off normal. I had woken up and been on my way to school. As normal I didn't talk to anyone. No one wanted to talk to me. They didn't trust me, and I couldn't blame them. I was a liar. I would lie over stupid things that didn't matter. But I learned my lesson on this day.

Classes were long, and when it finally came to an end the teacher dismissed everyone but me, "Class dismissed. But, Talon, I need to see you," he said in his low, gruff voice. I rolled my eyes, and trudged to his desk as everyone else scattered out of the room.

"Yes?" I asked, obviously irritated. The teacher, Mr. Eisen, gave me a look that said 'stop'. I rolled my eyes, and crossed my arms.

"This is about your grades. There not the best and you need to work on them. Get them up," he said. He stared deep into my light blue eyes. I ignored him and waited for him to dismiss me. The wait grew to long and he spoke again, "Are you going to want any extra credit?"

I continued ignoring him, I just wanted to get out of there. He was no longer looking at my eyes but at my long neck. He spoke again, but with less security in his voice, "Because I think I know something that will bring your grades way up." He smiled. Now I was beginning to get uncomfortable.

He tried to nonchalantly to fiddle with his shirt collar. "Um, Mr. Eisen, I think I need to leave. You're fooling yourself," I finally gave in and spoke snobbishly. His nervous expression immediately changed to anger.

"Well, if that's how it's gonna be then," he said furiously. He reached over his small desk and grabbed my shirt. With on yank he pulled me across the desk. I immediately began struggling. He knocked me to the ground, and began tearing off my clothes.

My abs were exposed to him. My scar on my chest was seen. He saw too much of me. I saw way too much of him. He saw my whole six feet of body.

The rest of the story I would rather go unsaid. I was forced to do things that I didn't want to. He was too strong for me to escape the grasp of. He hurt me, physically and emotionally. I live in fear every time I'm in his classroom. There were tons of people in my class, why did he choose me? Why did he rape me?

When he finally finished he ordered me to put my clothes back on and to speak to no one. So I did and ran home. Only to return the next day.

The day I won't forget

I let out yet another series of agonizing coughs. I was sick this day. I though my day was going to be terrible, but it wasn't. I mean, I felt really bad. Every single part of my body was in pain, or filled with mucus. It sucked.

At first, no one believed that I was sick, and though I was trying to get out of school. But, eventually they realized that I couldn't have been faking it. They took me to the local apothecary. At first, I was not looking forward to it.

I get sick of all those questions they ask, they get a little too personal. I mean, what does my sexual history have to do with my flu.

The apothecary finally left the room, leaving me mad. Not only did she ask meaningless questions, her voice was high pitched and scratchy. My hair that normally stood high on my head, had sweated down onto my forehead.

All of the sudden I heard the door and looked over. My whole attitude changed as girl with blonde hair walked into the room. She looked similar to the apothecary, but much younger.

"Hey! I'm Carlee, the doctor is my mom, how are you feeling?" she asked in a voice almost as beautiful as her. She flashed a caring smile.

"Um..I'm fine. Just resting." I said. I waited for her response, hoping that there would be one.

"What's your name?" she asked me. Crap! I forgot to say my name, I thought. It wasn't that big of a deal, but I was sick.

"I'm a, um, Talon. Talon Falcon." I didn't tell her that I was also a Jay. That name was to well known. She smiled to let me know that she liked my name. I smiled back.

She looked at the table and saw my shirt and picked it up. "Do you want your shirt?" I shook my head no. Of course I didn't want my shirt, I wanted to show off to her. Even though my skin was rather pale. "So what are you like?"

That was the opportunity I was looking for. An opportunity to say anything I wanted to make myself sound better. "I suppose I'm a nice guy. I uh, at least try to anyway. All the kids in the poorer part of town told me so last week when I donated the clothes."

I knew I was taking it way to far. But as she looked into my blue eyes, I knew she believed me. As we carry out our conversation, I fall in love with her.

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Last Edit: Aug 27, 2013 16:07:59 GMT -5 by No tribute[Bray]

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