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Post by Sarai Montgomery on Jan 15, 2010 14:59:11 GMT -6
 SARAI JORDANA MONTGOMERYVALK STREETS, MONTGOMERY ESTATE, SEPTEMBER 2007[/font][/center] -----it was a strange day for sarai, or at least this portion of the day certainly was. things had begun as normal. it was the last saturday of the month so sarai and ainsley did what they do every saturday, which was turning out to be a new part of their routine. sarai would strap her sister into her stroller and push her to the park. it was sarai's new way of getting in her jogging time and for the most part she loved it. she now got to do something she enjoyed while bringing her sister around. for someone who didn't have a social life and had no where else to be other than here, it was nice to be able to incorporate someone else into the mix every once in a while. and ainsley seemed to love it too. not only did she enjoy moving fast in her stroller, often sticking out her arms and pretending she was flying, but after sarai's jog they were in the park where the two would play for an hour or so before jogging home. it was just a fun little way to waste a few hours, something neither of them had any complaints about. today though, today was strange. halfway through her jog on their way to the park, sarai had gotten a phone call which had slowed her to a walk just a block or so away from the park. she glanced at the caller i.d., her father. great what did he want now? the two weren't on the greatest of terms after all the crap that he'd pulled since tony had come back into sarai's life. she'd found out about the first letter and not allowing tony to say goodbye, not telling her that tony had gone so she worried herself to death, and now the many other letters that tony had written to her that had been sent back to him without her knowledge. needless to say lev inbar wasn't sarai's favorite person this month.
-----still she had to wonder what it was he could possibly want from her, then ainsley giggled. oh right! in order to have ainsley in her home, around people she knew, sarai would have to let lev see his child. understandable as it was, sarai still didn't have to like it. now most people would find that odd. an older sister raising the younger one? while the father was still alive? yes, it was true that sarai was twenty years old and had her four year old sister under her roof, but when you took into account lev's job and what it did with his time, it made the whole situation sound at least a little more understandable. you see lev inbar was a fantastic surgeon, one of the best in the country you could say, and he spent a lot of his working hours touring the country for any wealthy, ill person who could afford him. he didn't have a hospital of residence except for one that was his backup during the 'lull' times when no one needed his services, but most of the time he was in a plane or in an operating room and was not around for the people who needed him. in this case it was now ainsley. sarai had been through all of that before, only she hadn't had the kind of nannies that lev had brought in for his youngest daughter. instead she'd been raised by and evil, malicious hag of a woman who wanted nothing more than to spite her husband. even if lucille montgomery wasn't around, a life raised by strangers was no life at all. since sarai had nothing else keeping her from caring for her sister, she decided she would rather take her in and let lev come back to an empty home. his only condition was to visit or speak to her when he got the chance. so it really was no surprise that sarai had gotten the phone call. the only surprise was the odd timing. lev's calls were usually later on during the day.
-----it must have been the strange time that had prompted sarai to slow to a walk and actually answer her phone. "hello?" she said winded as she pulled over to the side of the walkway and stopped. "hello sarai. do you think i could see you today? some time within the hour possibly?" what a strange request. "um, yeah i guess so. i didn't even know you were back in the states. you get in last night?" she asked with a puzzled expression on her face. she looked down to see ainsley holding her hands out to the phone. "A wants to talk to you-" "that's not necessary dear. if you could bring her with you when you come over then we'll just save some time. so when can i expect you?" it was about this point in time when sarai realized something else was going on. there had never been a time in the almost month that sarai had her sister in her custody that lev had refused to talk to her. something was fishy and she wasn't sure how much of it she wanted to know. holding out her hand in a 'no' signal to her sister, sarai stood and nodded adding a "yeah i guess" as she spoke. "wonderful, but when?" sarai held the phone to her ear as she grabbed the handles of the stroller, turning them both around as she headed back toward home. "i'm heading back home but i need a shower so it'll take me about an hour to get there." she heard complaining on the other end of the line and rolled her eyes, "do you want to see us or not?" sarai said more sternly than she'd anticipated.
-----once off the phone sarai apologized to her sister, promising to hit the park sometime tomorrow if they got the chance. damn it this was screwing with her whole routine. it better be good. she returned home and sat ainsley in her room with her toys before hitting the shower. by the time both were ready, in the car, and on their way, about an hour had passed, just as she'd said before. she pulled into the driveway, looking up at the looming estate that was oh so familiar to her. so many memories, so many of which she hated, returned to her like she'd never pushed them from her mind and only succeeded in making sarai grumble. as she parked and unfastened ainsley's car seat, sarai could just feel something in the air. nothing about this was right. the phone call, the feel, everything about it was wrong. still she headed toward the door anyways, her sister clutching to two of her fingers as they let themselves in. "dad?" she called, letting go of ainsley as their father appeared from around a corner at the end of the short hallway. he looked the same as usual, aging, graying, though more stressed than she'd seen him in a while. he wore a simple t-shirt and jeans which had to be the strangest thing sarai had seen in years. she was so used to the business suits, the ties and the jackets, that seeing him this way almost made him feel like some regular joe. ha, if only. "alright well you called us here. what is it that you couldn't tell us on the phone?" she said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
-----"sarai i'm not sure how much you're going to like this, but i need you to keep an open mind." jesus the last time she'd heard this little speech lev told her that he and lucille were separating. maybe this was equally good news? "to the living room please," he said, ushering her along with a gesture of his hand, continuing to speak as they headed toward the large entry way that lead to the living room. "now this may shock you but i want you to know that this wasn't something i planned. still, we can all four move past this and become a real family." sarai stopped dead in her tracks at the word four but was in the living room anyways. then she saw her. the shy little brunette sitting on the couch, fiddling with her skirt. "oh. my. god." sarai said in shock. the resemblance was clear, even from first glance. "sarai this is maidel. may is your half-sister."
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Post by Maidel Avraham on Jan 18, 2010 3:29:37 GMT -6
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our lives are made in these small hours
these little wonders, these twists & turns of fate
time falls away, but these small hours,
these small hours still remain
[/i][/size][/b][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] ------------ OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOODNESS. HERE SHE WAS. She was in California. She was in Valkyrie, California... with her father. A man she had never met before, a man whom her mother seemed eternally ashamed to speak of... and therefore, never did. The one time May had asked her about it, she had gotten a hard slap across the face. Not that little Maidel Avraham had any idea about her father's ex-wife, and her new half sister's mother but seriously, he had a way of picking the crazies didn't he? I wonder if his judgments of peoples characters should worry her. May's mother was an interesting character. She had been sort of driven mad out of guilt over having May when she wasn't married or even in love, just a drunken mistake. Her family had been very strict with their faith and disowned her. Layered on the guilt by the bucket loads. So she was determined to live her new life with her new born in complete perfection. Her daughter was to be as perfect as possible. The perfect, innocent, virgin jewish girl. Here's the thing, despite her mother using god as a way to excuse her harsh treatments, amazingly, May never became bitter against God. He was up there, and he loved her. He didn't like how her mother had treated her and wants the best for her. Faith was not something she blamed for her mother's behavior. Plenty of good people believe and live good lives. Besides, on the nights that she was left alone in the small locked closet inside her wall, it was God that kept her company and God that got her through.
------------ THERE IS A STORY TOLD IN THE HEBREW SCHOOL she went to in New York, not by the teachers but by the kids in her class. It was the story of a man who was walking alongside God on a beach. And each step was a part of the journey of his life. As he looked behind him at the sand, he would see two sets of foot prints, his own and God's. But as he looked back further to where the hardest moments in his life would have been, he saw only one set. Feeling a bit betrayed he asked God about it, and why, when his life was the hardest, that God had left his side. And God told him, that single set was not the man's but his, for he was carrying him through it. Now that's the God she knew was real. Not the vengeful god that wiped out the Earth because of a few bad eggs. No, her God was a loving one who wanted her happy. He was the one that carried her through the hard times. And it was a truly rare thing that a kid of a highly religious and exceedingly strict parent never held any resentment to the man upstairs. But faith was belief without reason was it not? And May had it. Didn't mean she had to live like the Rabbi's daughter now did it? She grew up in New York City and she had never been to even a birthday party for a friend, how pathetic was that? School was her savior there. Home was just a repeated cycle. Get home from school, do homework, chores, make dinner, eat with mother, pray with mother, chores and/or punishment since there was always something she had done wrong, early lights out. Wake, school, repeat. But at school, with her friends, she had been happy.
------------ MAY WAS NEVER A BITTER PERSON REALLY. SHE WAS almost too trusting. No, that's a lie. She was too trusting. Accept to adults. For her, people her age were trustworthy but adulthood corrupted them, it could even corrupt their relationship with God, which was depressing to no end. She vowed never to grow up to be like them. All adults did was lie, and cheat and hurt you. She just didn't like that every single adult she met seemed either corrupted or regretful and bitter. There was always something they wish they had done when they were younger and May doesn't want to end up like that. She doesn't want to grow up to regret not living her life to the fullest. So that's what she planned to do here. Gosh, it seemed like just yesterday that the young brunette woke up in a hospital bed with amnesia from head trauma. It was the angriest her mother had ever gotten at her, something about her acting "like a floozy" with some "riffraff" as her mother put it. May didn't remember the boy but she had a feeling she wasn't acting like that and he hadn't been like that. That wasn't her. Her mother was nuts when it came to boys though. Seeing them on the street was too much contact for her tastes. May had never been allowed to date, ever. Anything related to sex was a big taboo in her house. I'm pretty sure May didn't even have a full grasp on what masturbation was.
------------ MAY STAYED IN NEW YORK THROUGH THE TRIAL, THE boy had called the cops on her when he figured out what happened. Her mother was found guilty and sent to prison and off May went, from one coast to another to live with the father she never knew. A modern form of Manifest Destiny she supposed. But here she was. It had taken her sixteen years, almost seventeen but here she was. And here, she went by May. It was always the name her friends had called her. Her mother hated it. Maidel was such a carefully chosen Jewish name for her, the idea of a nickname was insulting to her mother. May hadn't brought much with her. She brought some clothes, her bible, her music (mostly from musicals), her stuffed tiger and for some off reason, she brought her mead notebooks. These notebooks were filled cover to cover with the same sentence over and over, "I am not worthy of love until I learn to obey." She brought about thirty of these notebooks with her which is only a fraction of the amount she was forced to write. It was her most common punishment. She thinks she brought them to, maybe, remind herself that she was free. Maybe she brought them so she could have something to remember her mother by, she did love the woman, she was her mother after all, through good or bad. Besides, its not like she had anyone else while growing up. But whatever the reason, she had them. But she would never write in one again. She promised herself, she would never write lines again. Ever. She was living her life.
------------ NOW SHE HAD MET HER FATHER WHO APPARENTLY HAD never known of her existence before, but now it was time to meet her sisters. Yeah, she had sisters! She was not alone. It is not that May was not happy to have met her father, but she was more excited at the prospects of sisters. Ever since the police had told her she had them before shipping her off on the plane across the country, she couldn't get the idea of them out of her mind. One was about 20 and the other was much younger, meaning May was the middle kid. She wondered what they looked like and what they liked to do. She mostly was nervous, what if they didn't like her? What if they resented her because May was pretty much the embodiment of their father's affair? Yet again another example of why adults can't be trusted. May sat in the living room of the house, on the couch with her ankles crossed, back straight and hands in her lap. Some habits were going to stick with her no matter what. She tried her best not to chew on her lip but all it did was cause her to play with the hem of the skirt on her dress as she sat there, waiting patiently as her father, wow that sounds weird to her, paced the floor. She wondered if he was as nervous as she was, after all, how do you tell your children you betrayed their family? And then she heard a door open and a voice call out. "dad?"
------------ MAY SAT UP STRAIGHTER AS DEV WALKED INTO THE HALLWAY and was speaking to... to her sisters. Wow, she had sisters. It still sort of played mind tricks on her. "now this may shock you but i want you to know that this wasn't something i planned. still, we can all four move past this and become a real family." May heard his voice approaching and she stood up as they walked into the room. It took all her self control not to let her jaw drop. Her older sister was gorgeous! Seriously, it was like a model just walked into the room. She was probably the most beautiful girl May had ever seen up close, ever. She took a deep breath. "sarai this is maidel. may is your half-sister." May gave a small smile and waved. She felt sort of like she was a present at christmas from the person who tried but didn't succeed at giving them something they wanted. Sarai definitely looked surprised. May began to glance at the round nervously when her eyes caught on the youngest who had to be as beautiful as the oldest, She smiled warmly at her before looking back up at them, not sure what to say, so she just said, "Hi."
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Post by Sarai Montgomery on Jan 18, 2010 16:15:16 GMT -6
SARAI JORDANA MONTGOMERYVALK STREETS, MONTGOMERY ESTATE, SEPTEMBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----honestly what were you supposed to think when you came over to your practically illegitimate father's house to find out he had an illegitimate daughter? with everything that her father had put her through recently, this probably should have been no surprise. it probably shouldn't have shocked her that her father had blatantly gone out and had an affair with some woman to make another child. my god what was her life coming to?! had you asked her what her life would look like about six years ago sarai probably wouldn't have been able to answer. it was at that time that sarai had been at her worst. without friends, without family, sarai didn't know what her life would look like. she would probably just say something about not knowing, reading books or something. oh how true that statement had been. sarai had lived her life just as she would be likely to describe. books hadn't really been her fallback. sarai had always enjoyed books, even tried to interest tony in them before he'd disappeared. she had always been able to lose herself in the pages of an old fiction novel or in an autobiography. she'd just never been so completely devoted to reading. tony had occupied most of her childhood a whole lot better than any book would have. the memories she'd had with him had kept her more warm than any story. but would sarai have ever expected that she would be butting heads with her father and discovering a new daughter of his? never. there was nothing that clued her in to the possibility of any of this ever even happening.
-----sarai had always considered her father to be the saintly one in the family, aside from what she knew he'd known about tony. this, something like this, sarai had never expected. infidelity? from the man who preached good manners and behaviors since she was old enough to know what she was saying? the same man who hadn't believed in divorce but had traded his daughter for one just for the sake of his family. sarai knew her father to be a devoted man who made mistakes, yes, but they were never the kind of mistakes that would ahve a bad impact on his family. he always put his family first. that was what had gotten him into many little predicaments before, but another daughter? by the looks of her she was younger than sarai meaning that he would have had to have been married at the time. sure their marriage was nothing to admire. the man had been miserable because his wife had made a point to make it that way, but to go ahead and do something so reckless, so careless, it was nothing like sarai would have ever expected from lev. after all he'd preached! after the many lessons he'd taught her about being loyal to your partner! after the many times that he'd said that marriage was sacred! sarai couldn't make sense of it. after all it wasn't until ainsley was born that lev had been pushed so far to the brink as to divorce his lying, manipulative, bitch of a wife. but this had gone on much sooner than that! for lack of a better word, sarai was speechless.
-----she heard maidel's little hello and held a hand up in a surprised attempt of a wave. it was all she could muster with what had been dumped on her. ainsley on the other hand, was estatic. sarai watched as the little girl squirmed in her stroller, finally unbuckling herself and launching herself at her new sister. once she was at may's side, ainsley latched onto her leg in a big hug, smiling up at her new sibling. while sarai would have liked to be as cavalier about all of this, she didn't have that luxury. she was mature enough to know that may was a walking, talking representative of her father's mistake, one that he'd preached about all of her life. "i'll be right back sweetie, if you could just excuse us for a moment." sarai mustered up a smile as she dug into her father's arm and dragged him out into the hallway. "sarai enough of this, you're being unreasonable." sarai raised her eyebrows, crossing her arms over her chest as she took a defensive stance. "i'm being unreasonable?! i'm being unreasonable?! you just told me you had another kid dad!" she threw her arm out, pointing her finger at the wall that undoubtedly wound up pointing at may. "i know you screwed up royally with mom. i know she was a heartless wench, but this?! my god i expected so much more from you!"
-----she could no longer contain herself. sarai flung and arm out and slapped her father across the face. first tony's disappearance that lev had known about, then the letters that he'd sent back to tony, now some daughter that he expected to waltz right into the family, like it was nothing! "do your daughters a favor and make yourself scarce. if i'm going to get to know my new, younger! sister, and i want it to be in as little stress as possible. you reek of stress and i'm not having it. stay away from us, for now." sarai put her hand up as lev's mouth opened to no doubt tell her that what she was asking wasn't possible. "you have a big house with plenty of rooms. go sit in one for a while." with that she turned and headed back into the living room. "i'm sorry." she said nervously, running her fingers through her hair. it was a nervous habit, just like biting her lip, and this occasion pretty much called for it. "i'm sarai. i'm sorry we had to meet like this." she walked forward, out of the hallway and actually up to her sister. she held her hand out to her because...well she wasn't really sure what to do. well ainsley was comfortable with all of this, sarai could see as she smiled down at the four year old who was still attached to may's leg. "this little limpet attached to your leg is ainsley. sweetheart let go so may can sit." she said with a chuckle. "if you don't mind, i'd like to sit and talk. this isn't the most wonderful of places to do so but since your my sister i want to get to know you." she gestured to the couch and sat down, letting ainsley climb into her lap and rest her head on sarai's shoulder. "so, how old are you?" better start with the basics right?
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Post by Maidel Avraham on Jan 22, 2010 10:36:06 GMT -6
•• Maidel Avraham ••
[/i][/b][/font] OUR LIVES ARE MADE IN THESE SMALL HOURS
these little wonders, these twists & turns of fate [/center] ------------------------------------------ ------ The reason she went by May instead of Maidel was not because she disliked her name. It was because of the emphasis her mother used for it. Maidel was a name that meant untouched woman, unmarried virgin. As if May hadn't gotten the message from her mother's strict rules and constant horror stories of the evils of pre-marital sex. I'm serious, May knows practically nothing about sex. She knew that penetration had to take place but that was about it, OH and she knew what Oral was from another kid in the school telling her. She thought it sounded a bit gross but then again, who doesn't think it's gross before they actually try it? Her mother had taken her out of every sex education offered in the school claiming it went against their religious beliefs but here's the deal, May went to Hebrew school, everyone there was Jewish. It made no sense. May knew what it was about, she had always known what it was about. It was about her mother. And her insane guilt over sleeping with a man before marriage that turned her from a woman with strict faith to an abuser. It was sad. Gosh, sad seemed like such a puny word without more adjectives attached but that's what it was. It was sad. May loved her mother. She always had and she always will. She just could not live with the woman anymore. She had always know what her mother was doing was wrong, she just never said anything because she could bring herself to act out against the woman. Now that someone else had, she was stronger to as well. May was going to be much stronger now. She had to be.
------ Besides, she had a life to start. One thing her mother had let her do, as long as the songs and themes were deemed appropriate and she wasn't playing any character with a love interest, was musical theatre. Which really meant she played side characters and sung at Temple. It was one of the few times her mother actually seemed proud of her. But that was besides the point. Here, just maybe she might have a chance to play lead. Be in the spotlight for once, singing her heart out. Just her and the lights and the song. Oh, and the audience more than probably. Stage fright was like a foreign language to her. May didn't think there was anywhere else in the world where she feels more comfortable or will ever feel more comfortable than she did standing on that stage. Nor did she ever feel so free to be herself. But that's not all she wanted. Maidel wanted to try everything. She wanted to do all the living she missed out on when she was locked in her mother's form of prison. She wanted to go to parties, she wanted to go to a pool party. She wanted to go to a school dance, she wanted to go out on a date. She wanted to have an alcoholic beverage. She wanted to go bowling! she wanted to play paintball and laser tag. She wanted to try skiing, wake boarding, tubing, surfing. She wanted to go sky diving... once old enough. The only thing she didn't want to do, because she wants her first time to be while she's ready and in love, is sex. She could wait on that one.
------ Another thing she was going to try is having sisters, if they let her. May's breath was caught in her throat and her heart had decided to hold still, because if there was one thing she wanted to try to get right, it was having a family. She had visited her mother before she had come here. Just once. Her mother wasn't good in prison. She wasn't bruised up or anything, and May prayed each night that she wouldn't be. But the lack of temple or the outside world was already trying on her. May had sat down and her mother, looking disheveled came and sat down on the other. She told May over and over she only did what she did because she didn't want May to make the same mistakes she had. She didn't want May to feel the guilt and the rejection that she had from making just one bad decision that changed her entire life. May assured her that she wasn't going to make the same mistake. She promised her. May had told her mother she loved her and hoped one day they would see each other again, both as free woman. May had a lot riding in her hopes for these people surrounding her and she could feel the tension rising from Sarai. Not that May didn't understand, she just found out her father had had an affair. Not exactly a trustworthy action. But the little one seemed much more... I don't know, accepting? of the situation. As evident by the young girl's smile and the way she latched onto May's leg.
------ May smiled warmly down at the small girl, a little taken aback by the friendliness in the girl. Then again, she really shouldn't be. Despite her mother's attempts at making May anti-social, she had always been one of the less shy people in the world. But really, if you can sing and dance in front of people, everything else seems like a piece of cake. "i'll be right back sweetie, if you could just excuse us for a moment." May looked up at Sarai's voice as she dragged her father out of the room. May watched curiously as they left and tried to step forward, almost forgetting the little girl attached. May hopped slightly on the other foot as she leaned trying to hear. What? She had never gotten in trouble for snooping before... After what felt like forever in May's nervous mind, she stood straight as Sarai re-entered but this time without Dev. Guess the chat hadn't gone well. May briefly looked at the floor. "i'm sarai. i'm sorry we had to meet like this." She was sorry? What had she done? May shook her head and waved her hand slightly, "No, no. There really aren't many other ways to meet the surprise sister, I understand." She replied. May wanted to say more but she found her voice caught in her throat. "this little limpet attached to your leg is ainsley. sweetheart let go so may can sit." May looked down at the attachment and grinned a bit, how cute was she? And how nice was it to have people calling her May? But she had to admit, her body became slightly less tense as the young girls arms unlatched.
------ May watched as the little girl crawled onto the couch with Sarai as May took a seat next to them, sitting along the edge, straight back, ankles crossed with her hands folded in her lap. "if you don't mind, i'd like to sit and talk. this isn't the most wonderful of places to do so but since your my sister i want to get to know you." May nodded, Alright, sounded good. May was still a bit nervous, plus she felt kind of guilty. Logically, she knew the awkward situation was not her fault. Had Dev and her mother never cheated, she wouldn't even be born though so she couldn't be angry at them for that either. Who she could blame was her mother for never telling Dev about her. Or for being amusive, had she been a good mother to May, she wouldn't be in prison, May would still be in New York and Sarai, Dev and Ainsley might never have had to know. "so, how old are you?" But instead May replied, "I'm sorry about this," She began with sincerity and nervousness shining in her voice, "I didn't mean to make you and your dad fight, he didn't even know I existed. My mother felt guilty and so she just pretended I was without father. And I know I'll always be a reminder of that lie but he never lied about me and I knew I should have been eased in instead of a surprise waiting for you in the living room when you come with your sister and obviously you guys have already had your issues because the young one lives with you instead of your father an-" May was rambling... she was nervous and rambling, quickly and all in one breath while looking more towards the floor than to Sarai. But she caught herself and looked back at Sarai. She took a deep breath and added calmly, "I'm sixteen"
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Post by Sarai Montgomery on Feb 6, 2010 20:29:53 GMT -6
SARAI JORDANA MONTGOMERYVALK STREETS, MONTGOMERY ESTATE, SEPTEMBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----she'd had so many things happen to her in her life, so many things that most people couldn't even dream of and not all of them were horrific either. sarai's childhood was more full than she could have ever hoped to imagine. she'd had a best friend who she adored, probably more than most of her own family members, and she'd had a kind of friendship with him that most people never got to experience. she'd been a model. though a lot of that time was riddled with pain and berating from her mother, sarai had loved to model. there was something about the beach that had been so comforting to her. the beach always had a bit of a spell on sarai. there was something about the soothing sound of waves crashing against the shore or the warm sand between your toes that just felt like home to her. it wasn't a place she frequented though, not anymore. though sarai loved the beach so much and did in fact like modeling, every bit and piece of that, every camera shutter click, every grain of sand, reminded her of time spent with her mother. yes the woman who was supposed to love her, supposed to raise her and teach her right from wrong, had loved nothing more than to tear her daughter to shreds. sarai couldn't imagine a tool or a weapon that cut deeper than her mother's words ever had. it only seemed to get worse from there though. afterward, lev inbar hadn't looked at his daughter the same. it was as if he was absolutely disappointed in her and that had taken a long time to get used to. sarai never did understand it, especially now. her father had gone on and on about morals and ethics, but sarai hadn't done anything wrong. in fact she'd only agreed to take part in her mother's business as a way to keep the peace. they were already divorced, why should she need to make her mother do anything worse in order to get her way?
-----as a young, inexperienced teenager, that had been the way sarai saw things. it was how she perceived the world. there was the way a regular person would see it, then there was sarai's way. you see she liked to believe the best in people, and she always had. she liked to believe that somewhere, deep down inside, her mother wanted the best for her and would protect her. she believed that her mother would somehow find her maternal instincts and would defend her daughter if need be. how could a woman not feel protective over her own flesh and blood after having raised her for eighteen-ish years? but that maternal instinct didn't exist in lucille montgomery. not enough to care about her eldest daughter, not enough to give a damn how modeling was effecting her relationship with her father, and certainly not enough to think twice before trading her newborn daughter for a divorce and the money to fund her fashion experiment. sarai had never hated anyone more than she hated her mother, though sadly her own father was beginning to come in at a close second. after all her mother had been horrible, she had been lazy, and she'd used any bit of leverage she could to get one step closer to her goal. a goal that she could have reached a lot sooner if she'd just taken the steps to make the money she needed on her own, but lucille montgomery didn't do things that way. she liked to have life handed to her on a silver platter since she'd married the wealthy neurosurgeon and when things hadn't been as "silver lining" as she'd liked, she'd gotten spiteful and cruel. instead of just making the money to support her own dreams, lucille settled for spending lev's money like it was going out of style, to the point where she was driving sarai's own 'saintly' father to madness.
-----obviously it had worked since lucille had gotten her way and the supposedly virtuous lev had given in to her every whim. still, two years later and a whole lot of heart breaks later, there was no sign of the woman. there was just the destruction left in her wake and lev's own personal wave of destruction. tony, the letters, and now a sister? what else could their possibly be? sarai wasn't sure she could handle any more surprises. she'd already been driven to the point of slapping her father, something sarai had never dreamed of before, and she was nervous to think of what one more surprise would do to her. she had a sister. that was a whole hell of a lot to take in especially when it was thrown at her all at once. there was no easing her into it, no building up to it, nothing. just, hey kiddo, you have a sister. yeah, thanks there pop. honestly, how did he think she was going to take it? did he really think she was going to be all smiles and thank him for giving her a half sister? did he think she wasn't going to realize that this meant mr. virtuous wasn't so? the man who had gotten on to her about tony, said he was dangerous without even knowing her, the man who looked down on lucille for all of her discretions and crucifying his daughter for making some of her own, did he really think she was going to let that fly? from him? from a man who always portrayed himself as being someone to look up to, admire, someone infallible, pah-lease. it certainly wasn't happening now, maybe never in his lifetime if sarai had anything to say about it. she made sure that she watched her father grudingly creep up the stairs and disappear into a room before she turned and walked into the living room to meet her, get this, sister.
-----sarai watched may as she sat down, the rigidity in her movements, as if it were ingrained in her as it most likely was. well first thing first, sarai was going to teach her how to slouch. "i get that there wasn't really a better way to go about this, it's just...well, coming from my father this doesn't really surprise me anymore." what she was saying probably meant no sense to may, "i'll explain later." she threw in just to be safe. "there is absolutely no need to apologize. just like my sister and i, you had no say in the matter and no control over it, this is my father's mistake, not yours." she listened to may's nervous rant, blinking at the flurry of words that her ears fought to catch. "my father and i haven't been on good terms for months. it's because of his many lies and mistakes, i promise you none of this is your fault." sarai nodded her head slightly, taking in all that she'd said. sixteen. so that meant that sarai had been two. two years old. to think that the innocent little toddler had no idea she'd recently acquired a sister. heck up until ainsley was conceived, sarai had been pretty certain she was going to be an only child. her four year old sister was as much of a surprise to sarai as she had been to lev, though she figured her mother was bound to have planned it all. "yes ainsley lives with me," sarai said as she settled back into the reality at hand. "originally it was because lev travels all over the place and isn't home a majority of the time. i didn't want my sister raised by nannies when i was perfectly capable of doing so myself." she paused then, her brow furrowing as her mind worked. "you know, i really don't want the same thing to happen to you. you're old enough to not need a nanny but i'd hate for you to be in some huge, new estate all by yourself while he's gone for weeks at a time." she thought out loud, rubbing her hand over ainsley's back as she snuggled against her shoulder. "you should stay with me too." she said bluntly, checking may's reaction as she spoke. "lev won't be around a lot and i don't want you in a new town, new school, and a new house all by yourself. besides, i only live up the street." she said with a whole-hearted smile. "i insist, as long as you're okay with it. i have plenty of room and an empty spare bedroom in fact. i'd love it if you stayed with me."
-----sarai was taking a big risk here. she didn't know this girl and she literally knew nothing other than her age and her parentage. though she was pretty sure her half sister wasn't a serial killer, there was always the risk of her being a party-er or something that would keep her awake when she really needed sleep between shifts. still, sarai was big on family and since a majority of said family was on her bad side, she was really willing to give this a chance and hope that may could renew her faith in the montgomery/inbar bloodline. because as it stood, she had none.
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Post by Maidel Avraham on Mar 3, 2010 23:51:34 GMT -6
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these little wonders, these twists & turns of fate [/center] ------------------------------------------ ------ May was just one of those people. She tended to always wear a smile and no matter how tense a situation, she tried her best to be what the other person wanted her to be, whether that be the ultra polite and refined or the goof singing along to Disney movies. She loved being that person so no, she wasn't bitter about it. Maybe it was the way she needed to be to get through everything that had happened. Maybe it was a self defense mechanism to any awkward situation. Who knew? Who cares? It was easy for her to do most of the time. She focused on the positive. She didn't think about how she was meeting a family in which she was a walking, talking example of their father's betrayal. She didn't focus on the only reason for her being there was because her mother had gone to prison for putting May into a mini-coma. She didn't think about those things, instead she saw that she was in California, meeting new people, she had a chance to live her life, to have sisters! I mean, great jumping jacks how cool was that?! You see? Positive thinking. There was no point to dwell and fret on the things you can't change, so she didn't. May glanced over at the youngest, Ainsley as she sat on the oldest's lap, fidgeting slightly. She gave a small smile before looking back up at Sarai.
------ May sat up straighter seeing Sarai looking back at her, pulling the skirt of her dress a small amount out of habit. May touched the small burn scar on her hand, it was from a cigarette butt her mother had put out on May's hand. May's mother was not a smoker, but another woman from her work had been. She had offered one to May when she was eleven. May hadn't taken it but her mother say the woman trying to hand it to her child, she took the lit cigarette and pressed it into the skin on top of the hand between the thumb and the index finger. The scar was hardly noticeable anymore, which was a good thing. May's scars always faded quickly. She was strange when it came to stuff like that. She took forever to heal a cut or bruise, like weeks longer than most and yet while they have scars that look dark and ugly for years, her's all fade to very hard to see pale color and soften down. She doesn't have many. Her mother had never allowed her to go out with the neighborhood kids and play outside so she was never that kid with the scraped knees on the neosporin commercials. She kind of wish she had been. She likes the fact that her legs don't have scars on them and are fairly even toned but there was something about a scar that was so... entitled. Those little kids with the scraped up knees and elbows, the kids with gravel in their shoes and spit in their eyes, they earned those things from having fun. I bet if you ask any kid, even the one with the broken leg from the swing set would he rather have given up the fun and not been hurt, they would say the fun was worth it.
------ May nodded as Sarai spoke again. "i get that there wasn't really a better way to go about this, it's just...well, coming from my father this doesn't really surprise me anymore." May furrowed her brow slightly confused but figured it was none of her business to ask. I mean, her was May's birth father but she didn't grow up with him, Sarai had. She's the one who actually has a relationship with him. May didn't nee- "i'll explain later." May smiled slightly and nodded at Sarai's addition to her words. "there is absolutely no need to apologize. just like my sister and i, you had no say in the matter and no control over it, this is my father's mistake, not yours." May shook her head, "And my mothers." She spoke plainly. Sarai and Ainsley of course had never met May's mother but May was not one to give her mother a free pass. She loved her mom, she always would but after everything that had happened May was just so... so... ANGRY at her. May never gets mad, its very rare. She's Jewish, she goes for the guilt card if someone hurts her (the nanny humor, gotta love fran). May hated to be angry, she did. But she never thought her mom would ever go that far. May had been a good kid, she obeyed quickly and quietly, she was always polite, never showed devil crack or as the sane people call it, cleavage. She got good grades, she was always hygienic. Her mother was always harsh but she had never put May in the hospital before, let alone a coma. She had never really talked to anyone fully about her mother but had she, her friends would probably slap her for calling what her mother had done just harsh as opposed to what it really was, abuse.
------ And now to find out the reason her mother was so guilt-ridden was because she had slept with a married man, and May was the product of it? May hated that every time her mother had looked at her all she saw was her own mistake come to life. "my father and i haven't been on good terms for months. it's because of his many lies and mistakes, i promise you none of this is your fault." May nodded, pressing her lips shut for a moment, "Grown ups are like that." She said softly, glancing down quickly before looking back at little Ainsley. And that was true in May's mind. It was no secret May was naive, even she knew that, but that was because she had been close to locked up since birth. Every adult she had met had hurt her. Every kid she had met had been nice and semi-freeing to meet. She has an unprecedented trust in those of young adult age or younger and an unprecedented fear and distrust in real adults, they scared her. May looked up at Sarai, her older sister... heh that was fun to say... in her head... Anyways, she looked back up at Sarai as she explained more about why the youngest girl lived with her instead of their father. Talking about he was away a lot, and she didn't want Ainsley raised by Nannies, which was sweet in May's opinion. And then Sarai said something that made her eyes go wide, "you should stay with me too. May raised her eyebrows, surprised as Sarai continued. "lev won't be around a lot and i don't want you in a new town, new school, and a new house all by yourself. besides, i only live up the street." Awww May wanted to melt that was so sweet, seriously, she had just met her and Sarai opened her home so quickly out of concern. "i'd love it if you stayed with me."
------ May just sort of sat and stared for the moment, she was at a loss. May didn't want to be a bother to Sarai, new people, especially new family she had heard could be hard, and she didn't just want to be the walking mistake again. She knew how that path turned out. Plus, part of May wanted to get to know her father but at the same time, she was his mistake too. She just was a mistake. Good person, but definitely the mistake. She shook her head slightly, forcing a small smile, "I don't want to be a bother, I don't think I'm hard to live with but some may think so-" dear mom. " -and I know you say you have room but its hard enough coming and meeting you guys. I found out I had a living father and two sisters all in one day when my mom was... umm..." Yeah, they probably didn't know about her mom being in prison, but they were family now, she shouldn't lie. " when she was sent away." there, not a lie, but not the whole truth either. "I don't want to be the reminder of your--- our dad's mistake, just walking around your house."
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TAGGED;; sarai!
CREDITS;; format to me, inspired by everyone, graphics to me
LYRICS;; 'little wonders' by rob thomas
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NOTES;; figures Liz muse would cause May muse to come out slightly less happy, lol. still love her though, she loves sarai.
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Post by Sarai Montgomery on Mar 4, 2010 18:01:09 GMT -6
SARAI JORDANA MONTGOMERYVALK STREETS, MONTGOMERY ESTATE, SEPTEMBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----sarai didn't really know how lucky she had it and that came from a mixture of her bad childhood and the lack of self esteem that arose from said childhood. she didn't realize just how much of a break she'd gotten the day that she'd told her mother where to shove it, the day she gained her freedom. sarai didn't realize a lot of things about her life, most of them pertaining to her. she didn't realize that her childhood could have been a whole hell of a lot worse than what she'd experienced. after all not many people could say that they've grown up with a childhood friend who was closer to them than anyone else in the world? tony had been her savior for the many years that they'd known each other. sarai had always chalked it up to being dumb luck, like she could never cosmically deserve someone as fantastic as tony in her life. she didn't feel entitled to say that she'd been so close to someone and felt closer than a lot of married couples get to feel in one lifetime, but then again that was all in her head. tony had always been just a friend, he'd made that abundantly clear with the kiss that he'd apologized up and down for. he'd never meant anything by it and just because it had felt like the cloud nine to sarai didn't mean that it wasn't just some mistake in the mind of her six years gone best friend. she knew she made it all up, turning any smile or gesture that tony had made into something more meaningful just because she desperately wanted it to be so. it was all in her head. there wasn't possibly any heartfelt feelings other than friendship from him. sarai was quite sure that her feelings would some day dissipate. one day she would get over the fact that the love she'd wanted so badly to experience would never be. it was all in her head.
-----even if her thoughts were just a play on her emotions, sarai had still been one of the luckiest people in the world just to have known him and had a friend that meant so much. even after all of this time, sarai's friendship with tony ranked up there with a relationship with her father, even surpassing it at times much like these. she'd had someone to run to as a child when her parents were fighting. back in a big old house where she was alone with nothing but the screams and the bitter words to haunt her, sarai could think of tony or sneak out her bedroom window to see him and she would be comforted. he had been her rock, the one person in her life that had kept her sane when the people responsible for her had been to preoccupied to do so themselves. she didn't know of any effect she'd had on him, only that she'd used him and needed him so. apart from her friendship with tony, there had been so many other times when sarai was luckier than she let herself realize. she'd gotten to see the world, long before most people got the chance to. she'd seen the most beautiful on sunny, blue watered beaches. she'd felt exotic sands between her toes. she'd gotten to try new, and often strange, foods. sure she had been under her mother's strict thumb. sure she'd been subjected to one hateful word after another which had eventually broken any and all forms of sarai's own self esteem. lucille montgomery had done more than just broken her daughter's self esteem. she'd come damn close to breaking her spirit. a girl could only take so much abuse as a teenager before she started believing everything she was told she was. by the time sarai had turned eighteen and had told her mother she was done, sarai believed that she was indeed a useless, pathetic, waste of space that would never amount to anything. after all it had been true in her mother's eyes for years, whos to say she wasn't really right?
-----but she'd gotten out. better than that she'd gotten away and had been brought back to valkyrie where she knew she was safe under her father's roof. true he still held a grudge against her for choosing her mother over himself, but at least she was away from her mother and the embodiment of everything she hated. sarai was able to attend school, finishing up high school and jumping right into valkyrie university. she was lucky enough to be given the gift of an early internship which had her light years ahead of med students in her classes who were still vying for that shot, that one break that would jump start their careers. no matter what gifts sarai was given, she never felt like she rightfully deserved it. she didn't feel as though she had any right to be in valkyrie hospital, treating patients and saving lives. sarai was nothing more than a broken record with the many things she felt she had no right to. but she was lucky. she'd had breaks in her life when people like the brave teenager, and half sister, who sat before her were sitting back hoping and praying that such a break could come to them.
-----she listened as may spoke up every once in a while, shyly, like she felt as though she had no right to speak. just that quickly, this new found stranger reminded sarai so much of herself, of the person she'd morphed into half because she'd chose to. in made her angry that such a beautiful girl had been pushed and molded into this, forcibly. it made her want to reach out to her even more and not even out of pity. sarai could relate to may, she could feel for her, and she wanted nothing more than to help her through everything she needed her for. she was after all, family. sarai brushed her hands through ainsley's hair, smiling down and the small child as she sighed and snuggled into her shoulder, obviously about to fall asleep in her arms. sarai looked up to see may staring at her. for a moment she'd feared that she'd asked too much of her, staying with her. maybe she had pushed the subject too soon? "you wouldn't be a bother. not in the slightest." she listened to her speak, shaking her head as may came to a stop. "you would never be seen as only a reminder of what my, erm, our father's done." she wanted to reach out to her half sister, take her hand, and tell her it would be alright, but something told her that that might be too much for the young girl to handle in one day. "i can understand your hesitation completely. i would hesitate to. but you would not be a bother in the slightest. still, if you need to think about it, my door is always open to you. whenever you need it. you are after all family, no matter how new you may be. besides, i'm working a lot and i could use someone that i can trust to babysit ainsley. i think you could be perfect for the role, but only if you want it." sarai didn't want to make it sound like she wanted may around just to put her to work. she simply wondered if making her feel like she would be less of a burden would help in her decision making. boy, she was really beginning to suck at this.
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