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Post by natesutton on Mar 4, 2010 10:41:45 GMT -6
keep calling it a crash and burn waiting your turn you might have time to speak thereBARELY WAS A LESSON LEARNED , CAUSE IT WILL RETURN NO FLAVOR - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font] tagged for carly sutton with 1252 words. template by kleptomania ftw?! of caution.[/center] since arriving in valkyrie, nate hadn't gotten out much. most of his time had been spent finding a job, and after getting a job as a chaffeur pretty quickly off the bat, he had found himself at a loss. he didn't know what to do with himself when he wasn't working; work had always been such a huge amount of his life even from the time when he was just a wee tyke. he felt as if he'd been working since he was three years old when his family started to be ostracized by the society they had been born into. but that was all far behind nate now. he had moved from keizer when he was a young man, and he'd been living in los angeles for the past year of his life. but when his family needed him, nate was always there, so here he was in valkyrie, california: a place he never could imagined himself living.
not that valkyrie was much different from los angeles with its sweeping skyscrapers, hollywood sign hanging off of a scrubby old hill, or movie star spottings in the local grocery store, but valkyrie was a smaller town with snobs that reminded him so heavily of keizer that it scared him at times. now, the people from keizer only dreamed of having as much money as some of the douchebags nate drove around for a living, but that didn't mean their narrowmindedness was any different. people everywhere looked down their noses the same way as people everywhere else. the one thing nathaniel was thankful for was the simple fact that, as a chaffeur, he blended in. most of the people he drove around didn't care to give him the time of day, they just ordered him to drive and got out when they arrived. that suited him just fine. he liked blending in instead of standing out, and being a chaffeur was front row to being invisible.
so besides driving millionaires around town, nate hadn't gotten out much. driving a limo up and down a coastline town in california really didn't count as 'getting out' anyway, who was he kidding? finally dressed in his usual attire of flannel and jeans - which both put him at ease, because it was what he was used to, and gave him unrest, because he imagined what all of the snobs thought as he ambled down the sidewalk dressed this way - he had decided to take a walk. when he moved to valkyrie, he'd tried to get as close to his family as possible which meant he lived in the section on the beach known amiably by the upper class snots as 'the shaks'. he didn't terribly appreciate the term, but it wasn't his choice, so he let it slide off of him. what did it really matter what all of them thought of him? it wasn't his reputation he was worried about. he'd never done anything noteworthy apart from moving from oregon to california, so he knew he was under the radar. his family, on the other hand, he wasn't so sure about. his mother had been the one to call him and tell him they were basically being run out of keizer, without so many words. his youngest sister carly had gotten herself into some trouble, ended up having a baby that she'd had to give up for adoption, and the family had picked up shop and moved to valkyrie. thankfully, nate had only been a short distance away in los angeles, and he'd been able to pick up and move to meet them. he'd had to leave his girlfriend behind - the girl who had managed success even at her young age, and the woman he'd believed he would ask to marry him some day - and that had torn him apart. but his family came first, everyone knew that.
looking down at his feet, he stuffed his hands into his ragged jean pockets and watched the sidewalk moved past beneath his feet. sand had collected in the cracks in the pavement - something that fascinated him in the smallest way - and his footsteps crunched as he walked. he didn't particularly know where he was going because he was used to just walking until he got tired back in oregon, but valkyrie was not keiser. here, he wasn't surrounded by open fields or forests, he was buffeted by honking cars and bicyclists on the street and flashing neon signs and the occasional hooker on the store side. glancing upward, he read the signs as he passed the shops, attempting to ignore everyone he passed and fleetingly hoping he was invisible so he wouldn't be bothered to speak to anyone. sure, he was closed off, too serious, and perhaps a bit rude, but he didn't care. he just wanted to be as alone with his thoughts as he could be while being surrounded by the sounds of city life.
arriving beneath the swinging sign for a local bar named 'bad seeds', nate smiled to himself. he'd never been a heavy drinker - even after moving out from beneath the watchful eye of his parents - but he didn't mind knocking back a beer every once and a while. what guy didn't? shrugging to himself, he pushed through the entrance and was instantly assaulted by the music and laughter and alcoholic haze of the place. the lighting was dim even compared to the dusk outside, and he stood for a moment by the door waiting for his eyes to adjust. as he looked toward the bar, he embarrassedly realized there were women dancing along the bartop. most guys would just lick their lips and yell 'yeah baby' or something even less profound before racing for the bar to stick a twenty in some girl's shorts while awaiting a beer to fall from heaven. nate was not that type of guy. he actually respected a woman's femininity and didn't appreciate them being treated like sexual animals. not that he disliked sex or was anything close to being opposed to it, but he just didn't feel the need to be a sexist pig as so many men his age were. however, he couldn't stay huddled in the entryway for much longer, he realized to his chagrin as a pair of biker dudes entered behind him, blocking his exit and glaring irritably at him. he imagined they had already had two too many, and they wanted him to empty out their path to the bar and the aforementioned shorts. smiling weakly, nate skittered out of their way and lowered his gaze as he circumvented the bar and the men huddled around it yelling obscene comments to the girls dancing.
arriving at the far end that was relatively uninhabited since most of the patrons fell onto the bartop the second they entered the joint instead of spreading out down its length, nate caught himself with both hands on the bar and leaned onto the wooden top which was mottled with pockmarks and scrawling handwriting vowing that 'fred would love rhonda forever' and 'billy could go fuck himself' as well as other random blurbs he didn't bother reading. "one budweiser, please," nate called to the nearest bartender girl, trying not to get a look at her too closely. he didn't particularly care for a virtual lap dance right now. he just felt like kicking back a beer and perhaps escaping home to watch some football or something if he could.
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Post by Caroline Sutton on Mar 4, 2010 16:37:05 GMT -6
 CARLY ISABELLE SUTTONBAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007[/font][/center] -----"comin' right up." carly said with a bright smile as she took the order of a scraggly-bearded biker man who was sitting at the bar. one bottle of beer and two shots of whiskey. it was a piece of cake. nothing like the useless watered down fancy drinks that girls in valkyrie had a tenancy to consume. but then again those girl were no where in sight of bad seeds. this place wasn't one geared toward the hip and the exotic. it wasn't a place where retro beats and roofies ruled the roost. no, bad seeds was more of the down home grungy kind of bar that felt more like a place to sink away into your own and get drunk as opposed to being a place where the younger masses flocked. but hey, carly sutton didn't mind that in the least bit. the last thing she needed were students from valkyrie academy trying to sneak into this place and seeing where she worked. not like she cared but if she had the rumors would be all over the place. new sutton girl strips for dollar bills at local grunge bar. she could see the scandal star headlines now. back in the day when carly was the premiere popular girl in keizer, oregon, yeah...maybe she would have cared. back in keizer everyone knew your business and you knew theirs. the town thrived on the strings of usually true gossip like a battery. hell without it the townsfolk would probably die of boredom. because in a small town like keizer, there really wasn't much to do. they rivaled a hick town if you really thought about it. it was the kind of place where majority of the population was preoccupied for seven hours a day because they were kids in school. it was the kind of place where the local hangout was either a wal-mart parking lot or some farmer's field. it was the kind of setting you'd find in a friday the thirteenth movie. definitely a good spot to shoot a scene where jason shows up and the kids go screaming into the tall fields of corn. that was keizer for you.
-----had she still been in keizer, carly's employment would have been known the minute she'd said yes. word would have traveled like wildfire and her family would have likely put all stops to it, but in a place like valkyrie, california, carly was free to get a job doing something which was completely illegal for her to do, and still be able to do it. ha! now one would assume the employment of a seventeen year old girl in a bar, serving alcohol to dirty, bearded gentlemen was, oh how do you put it, illegal. but what could the harm possibly be when carly never even looked twice at the alcohol she served. she was no idiot. carly absolutely loved this job from the moment she'd had to give reed a little dance as a spur of the moment audition. she'd loved the idea of it all. hopping on a bar and acting just a little crazy from night to night. it was a good release for her even if no one else might understand. one of the main reasons why carly had gotten into so much trouble in keizer was because in a town where everyone was watching, you did your best to hide every little thing you did. that meant all the backwoods parties were secret, all the alcohol and the dancing was secret, and when you had to start hiding everything that you did, well it simply lead to trouble. eventually when people stopping being able to follow your every move, you got cocky, you felt invincible, and that was when you screwed up. now we all know the story about how royally carly had fucked up, but that really wasn't something she was a fan of talking about.
-----she'd been a little outrageous, more so if you considered what age she was when she started it all, but carly liked to have considered herself a wee bit more responsible, and certainly far more mature than she had been at the tender age of fifteen when she'd fucked up the worst. you didn't see her diving for the tap, sucking down beer like it was going out of style. you didn't see her making an ass out of herself flirting just so one of the patrons would buy her something. no, she would politely turn them down and give them some of the fresh cashews. again, carly was no idiot. she knew that drinking anything besides water or the sodas would get her fired and this place shut down. she couldn't have that now could she. this job was her dream, or at least included a part of that dream. she wasn't just waitress-ing or handing out foam-y ice cold mugs of cheap beer. carly got to dance. dance was the one thing that drove carly. it was her one motivation, her one inspiration, and it was something she was absolutely addicted to like a drug. she didn't attend parties for the alcohol or for the occasion blunt that was passed around. even back in her home town she didn't sit around on mowed down stalks of corn just to get drunk of her ass. no, she loved the excuse to dance. just moving to the rhythm of a song was enough to get her blood pumping. dancing was a passion. though she didn't pursue it like someone would normally approach a dancing career, carly was not knocking the decisions she had made. this was what she wanted to do and anyone who disagreed with that could kiss her finely dance-toned ass.
-----she hadn't been working more than a week or so but already she loved the place. her jobs varied. she could serve beer, she wait tables basically serving loaded french fries to tables, she could dance whenever she felt like it. honestly who wouldn't like that kind of freedom? carly certainly wasn't complaining in the slightest. she bent behind the bar as she heard the front doors swing open, grabbing a few fresh bottles of whiskey to replenish the depleting stock on the shelves just out of the customer's reach. as she stood, carly heard a familiar voice over the din of the bar and froze. "oh holy shit." she said under her breath, wincing at the hell that was about to unfold. she turned to the stock bar and put the whiskey in the empty spaces before she turned to face the person she already knew to be her brother. "any particular brand blue-eyes?" carly said with a sweet smile to hide the grimace of the scene that would most likely take place in three...two...one...
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Post by natesutton on Mar 5, 2010 14:53:57 GMT -6
keep calling it a crash and burn waiting your turn you might have time to speak thereBARELY WAS A LESSON LEARNED ,CAUSE IT WILL RETURN NO FLAVOR - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font] tagged for carly sutton with 799 words. template by kleptomania ftw?! of caution.[/center] the entire environment of bad seeds was a war against his senses. thankfully, smoking wasn't allowed inside of any establishment in california, or he was sure he would have passed out by now from the mixture of scents in the place. one more would have been too much. body odor combined with alcohol and greasy foods to create a malevolent haze of smell that hung in the air almost as visibly as cigarette would have. trying to ignore his repugnance at the sensation, he glanced around the bar as he awaited his beer and examined the people stacked up inside. tables lined the lower section of the place where waitresses danced through them, handing out food and drinks while their customers watched football or basketball or some other sport on the screens hanging off of the walls and dangling from the ceiling. absently, he leaned on the bar and watched one of the football games even though he couldn't tell who was playing and didn't care. football was football, it really didn't matter who was watching.
suddenly, he was jostled by a nearby biker and brought out of his football-induced daze as he nearly fell off of his stool. the man laughed at his friends who were pushing him and completely ignored nate who shrugged it off and moved down another stool so he was more secluded. he doubted the move would save him from another rowdy push from the biker dudes, but at least he would have a longer wait time before the next joust. as a waitress stepped up on the other side of the bar, he distantly noticed her out of the corner of his eye as he had turned his attention back to the tv screen which he now had to crane to see from his new position. the girl asked him what brand he wanted and he thought for a moment before turning to answer her. "actually, bud light's my favorite-" he answered, coming up short as he was hit with the sudden realization that he knew the girl behind the counter. his mouth dropped open in shock and his body went numb as he stared his baby sister in the face.
many different thoughts went through his head as he stared at carly, and none of them were good. some of them revolved around bagging her up and carting her home and a few involved severely cussing her out - something he didn't usually do - but none of them came to fruition. nate wasn't the type of guy to overreact, heck, he wasn't the type of guy to react at all most of the time, and he didn't intend to do so now. however, he also wasn't the type of guy who sat back and let his family crumble to tiny little bits either. he took their protection and wellbeing very seriously, and seeing carly behind the bar at a joint that was not only not good enough for her to visit, it was far too horrendous for her to work in. standing from his stool, he leaned on the bar with both hands planted flat, and his pale blue eyes took on the look of fury that only those closest to him had ever seen. "what the HELL are you doing here?" he asked, his voice tight with emotion. usually he was calm and slow-moving, almost like a lovable tortoise, but when he was angry - the few times that had ever happened - he was a completely different person. he could never be brought to violence, at least never against a female, but he was able to get royally pissed with the best of them.
walking to the end of the bar, he circled the wooden bartop with a speed that even amazed him in some far back part of his mind that wasn't writhing with fury over finding his little sister working in a seedy club. when he stepped up to her, he remembered with satisfaction that he towered over her by a good several inches and he hoped that that was at least mildly intimidating. "have you lost your mind, carly?" he asked as he leaned over her, trying to yell over the din of the place without screaming in her face from anger, "i can't even begin..." shaking his head, he clamped his lips shut and glared down at her. without a second thought, he bent at his waist and grabbed her legs, attempting to pick her up with the full intention of carting her home and having a sit down. she would have to be insane to believe he was going to let this happen. his little sister a glorified exotic dancer in a bar that didn't even legally admit kids her age? yeah, crazy indeed.
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Post by Caroline Sutton on Mar 5, 2010 15:46:24 GMT -6
CARLY ISABELLE SUTTONBAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----yes this was how she always imagined it, half dancing and half waitressing to make a living...alright so maybe not. but as it stood this was a job that had a lot of qualities that she would have picked for a job. good tips, plenty of compliments, more depending on the round, and she got to dance. honestly it could have been a job trotting around in the park but as long as she got to dance, carly wasn't all that picky. sure bad seeds wasn't the most reputable of joints. it was seedy. the name said it all even if it was geared more toward the history and personalities of the two guys who owned the joint, but it made sense when you thought about it. bad seeds was a decent place. it was a little more 'down home' than most of the hip-er trendier clubs around here so there wasn't really a steady influx of carly's kind of people, but she didn't really mind. carly didn't judge people...much. how could she after what she herself had been put through? honestly it would be one of the biggest forms of hypocrisy carly would have ever seen and a hypocrite carly was not. how could she just go around and judge some place or someone she'd never met after having a whole town judge her for her mistakes, eventually turning their backs on not only her, but her family. do you know how damaging that is to a fifteen year old to know that you've caused such a thing to happen to the innocent people that you loved, the only ones who supported you.
-----carly never really forgave herself for the things that happened, and sadly there were a few choice members of her family that she hadn't forgiven for the things that happened afterward. you couldn't say that she hadn't felt badly about any of this. it ate her up inside. though her family could see she was trying to be strong, none of them could actually feel the heart wrenching pain of losing her child. how could they know? none of her family had any reason to feel her pain. her mother and father kept all four of the children they'd had. even when financially they were told that it just wouldn't work, they;d still never given up on their children. neither nate, wes, nor penny had kids. they didn't know the immediate connection you had to the small life growing inside of you. you never knew just how exciting that first kick was, or how bonding giving birth was. carly wasn't experienced. she knew that all of this was possible but what she hadn't expected was the all-around sense of loss that she felt due to the absence of her little girl. god she wanted nothing more than to feel that little life in her arms once again, or to see those blue eyes. and every time she let herself think about it, she found herself in tears. in the shelter of some empty room, carly would just randomly begin to think about her daughter and the one moment she'd had when she'd held her at the hospital. that was the only moment she'd had to cling to. but every time she found herself snapping back into reality, she was a mess of tears. she'd been a wreck, in part she still was, but none of that ever meant that she wanted her family to go through any of this with her.
-----trust me, with the connection that carly had to every member of her immediate family, she didn't want any one connected to her to have gotten hurt the way they had. it was amazing the kind of influence one town, one small, meaningless town, could have on a family. had it been anyone else but the suttons, it probably would have done them in. it probably would have meant divorces, custody battles, and houses five hundred or so miles away from one another. it meant broken, abused families, but not for the suttons. carly and her family had always been close. since she was born she'd known nothing but a "the family works together, survives together, and loves together" kind of mentality. really it was encouraging. she hoped to have that kind of connection to her kids some day, all of her kids. but even the suttons weren't invincible. they still had their arguments, and the effects of carly's mistakes had still lead to a strain on all of their relationships. but they were here. they were together as a family. it may not have been the perfect sun-shiny sparkly rainbow ending to a good day, but it could have been worse? it didn't mean that she didn't feel remorseful every day for what she'd put her family too, even if she didn't apologize around every turn. she was trying to make the best out of a situation like having to move to valkyrie. at least it was a fresh start. at least it meant that she got to try again and not silence an entire auditorium when she walked in. it wasn't for personal gain, picking up her family and moving them here, but damn it she was going to make the best of it if it killed her.
-----now nate, there was a big reason for carly to assume that he wouldn't take this well. first of all he was the oldest. though it wasn't programmed in his genes he tended to take it to meaning he had to be the one to protect them all as if it were his job. second of all, he'd gotten no warning. carly had only just gotten this job and it wasn't exactly something she'd fessed up about to the family. he had to be as surprised to see her here as she was to see him sitting on the other end of that bar. third, well this wasn't the finest establishment in all of valkyrie. she assumed that if she were to have any line of work similar to that of what she was doing now, nate would rather it be in a hotel bar or something. somewhere where it's quiet and she'd not dancing on bars. but places like that were dull. they just didn't suit carly in the slightest. carly figured that her voice would have tipped him off, but apparently it was too loud for him to distinguish her voice amongst all the others. it took nate looking up and coming eye to eye with her for him to realize he was talking to his underage sister who was about to serve him a beer. awkward. her brow furrowed slightly as his mouth fell open and he simply stopped moving. carly would have waved a hand in front of his face had she thought it might not be hazardous to her health. she watched him stand and plant his hands on the bar and merely crossed her arms over her chest, taking up a defensive position if she'd ever seen one. "i work here damn it." she said loud enough to be heard sternly over the music. it was funny just how different nate got when he was mad, seeing as how it rarely ever happened. that didn't mean that it through carly off her game. she knew this was bound to happen when any member of her family walked in to find her working. she'd already had these arguments in her head over and over again. though what she hadn't expected was for nate to come rushing around the bar and trying to manhandle her. "oh hell no!" she screamed as she double-fisted her hands and pounded them into his back once, hard, making sure his grip was on her no more. of course by that time the music had stopped, eyes were now on them, and bouncers were moving toward them. carly waved them off mouthing "my brother" to them over the tops of bearded heads. she turned to face her brother as he rose painfully from a crouched position. whoever said carly couldn't handle herself was dead wrong.
-----she took his hand and yanked him upright, waving brett over from her spot to take over the bar. "forgive me i have to teach my brother manners. this shouldn't take long." she said as they passed one another, dragging her brother to the kitchen and out the back door. "where do you get off!" carly screamed the minute the door closed on the curious faces in the kitchen. "you could get me fired for that little stunt you pulled!"
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Post by natesutton on Mar 8, 2010 10:44:09 GMT -6
keep calling it a crash and burn waiting your turn you might have time to speak thereBARELY WAS A LESSON LEARNED ,CAUSE IT WILL RETURN NO FLAVOR - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font] tagged for carly sutton with 963 words. template by kleptomania ftw?! of caution.[/center] as nate rattled off all of the things he planned to say to his little sister, he tried his best to keep his temper under control. he wasn't used to being angry, it just wasn't his style. he had always been the coolheaded, basset hound-type of them all, but when he was angry - however seldom that was - it was definitely a sight to see. he was pretty sure that no one outside of his family, not even his ex, had seen him truly angry. sure, he got aggravated just like anyone else, and he had a competitive spirit that would rear its ugly head once and a while if he was losing a football game or something, but anger was not natural to him. it was an ugly thing he liked to avoid, but when he felt that his family was in danger, it jumped right up to the forefront of his soul. of course, he was far more over-protective than was necessary, but he never considered that. he'd been raised to feel like the heir to his family, heir to taking care of a group of people who had been treated far worse than they ever deserved. sometimes his inner self felt like schindler without the list.
trying to grab a hold of carly and successfully pull her onto his back was far more difficult than he had remembered. they had wrestled when carly was a kid, and she'd been a lot easier to overpower than she was now. he had forgotten, in the year he'd been away from his family, how fiery his youngest sister could be when she set her mind to it. she was characteristically more of a spitfire than nate was, and his calm personality set him up for failure in the whole 'carry your sister out of the seedy club' scenario. carly whacked him on the back promptly as soon as he got his arms wrapped around her, and he cussed and retreated. his back ached from the hit directly to his spine, and he put his hand on his side as he glared at her. "what the hell..." he started but was cut off as she grabbed his free hand and yanked him around. regrettably, he was the type of guy not to fight back against much, so he let her pull him around the corner of the bar and through the kitchen. he heard her comment about teaching him a lesson, and he growled and yanked his hand from her grasp once the kitchen's back door snapped shut behind them. "it may surprised you that can walk on my own," he snapped as he turned to face her.
she was yelling at him before he had the chance to speak. his characteristic calmness was beginning to settle back over him although his irritation at finding her in the place like this still fumed beneath the surface. as he watched carly yell at him, he simply crossed his arms over his chest and waited patiently for her to be silent. you could get me fired for that little stunt you pulled! she screeched, and he snorted slightly. leaning toward her, he spoke evenly as his bright blue eyes watched her in the flickering wall light that was hanging precariously onto the back of the bar. "it wouldn't be that big of a loss, carls."
standing back up straight, he uncrossed his arms, planted his hands on his hips, and took a calming, cleansing breath before looking back at his little sister again. from where he stood a good four inches taller than her, he was instantly reminded of her as a little girl and how she would throw her big, sweet eyes on him and get him to do practically anything for her. he'd always been a sucker for his youngest sister, and he was sure she knew that and took advantage of it like all younger siblings did to their older brothers and sisters. that fact hadn't changed now. he still loved carly dearly as he always had, and even after hearing about what had happened to her in keizer which had been most of the reason the family had relocated, he had been one of the few members of their family that didn't feel ill will toward her for her actions. of course, deep down he wished she'd never gotten herself into a situation that he imagined had hurt her badly, but that was her choice and not his. he always tried to help his parents keep an open mind about things like this, but sometimes they were a bit too hardheaded. everyone had the right to his or her own choices, and the consequences were solely their to reap. he knew that he couldn't decide anything for anyone else, but that didn't mean he agreed with their decisions.
"i get off being your big brother," he finally continued, looking at her with sincere concern for her. "i don't want to see you in some place like that," he waved his hand at the back of the bar, "surrounded by vagrants and people who don't deserve to be around you. hell, carly, most of those men in there are probably in their forties, besides the fact that you're not even old enough to drink. there's no way it's legal for you to work in some place like... that." his eyes widened as he threw his hand toward the back of the building as if gesturing broadly would more efficiently get his point across. sighing audibly and glancing at the ground, he stepped closer to his little sister and gently grabbed her shoulders as he looked down into her gaze. "i want the best for you, and this just doesn't look like it."
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Post by Caroline Sutton on Mar 8, 2010 17:11:35 GMT -6
CARLY ISABELLE SUTTONBAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----it was probably a good thing that carly didn't know to just how big of an extent she'd hurt her family. if she had, it's likely that she never would forgive herself. carly had a hard time doing that anyways what with the daily reminders and the empty vacuum of space she seemed to feel inside of her. it was funny what one child could do to you. at first you are in complete disbelief that you could even be pregnant in the first place, more so when you are fifteen years old. then you try and hide it, slowly beginning to wear more and more baggy clothes. then you get the concerned and weirded out looks. the gossip begins, most people completely unaware what the reason could be in the first place. everyone had assumed carly was just self-conscious about gaining a little weight. no one had any clue as to what was really going on with her. about the time that she quit the squad for health reasons, the answer was pretty much out there for the world to see. after that there really wasn't much use in trying to hide it any more, and carly didn't really. she went back to wearing what she usually did, only with some slight changes to the fabric, size, and whatnot. but once everyone knew, her life had really changed for the worst. the gossip only got worse. it was no longer about how much water weight they'd thought she'd gained but more so about who the father could be. people even had the audacity to say that she'd gotten knocked up out of town just so she could lay claim to one of the keizer boys. really? carly hadn't ever laid claim to a guy in her life, why in the hell would she need a baby for something she didn't even do in the first place.
-----but being politically correct wasn't high on the list of things to talk about in the keizer gossip rings. honestly the entire town was worse than an episode of gossip girl. at least gossip girl centered around a school, a high school as a matter of fact where something like this might occur on a daily basis. but keizer was a town, a whole town. they didn't have a huge population but it was certainly more than one high school. the most horrible part of it was that a majority of the people hating her and spreading that gossip should have been old enough to know better. hell one third of keizer's population was kids in school. that meant that about two thirds of keizer's adult population was busy spreading rumors around. fathers would hear it from their wives and tell the guys they worked with, wives would harass their sons, wondering if "that little home wrecking slut" had gotten her claws into them. it was like nothing carly had ever seen before and quite frankly, nothing she would like to see again. that small town mentality was a killer. stick a bunch of people in a town with nothing to do and one child's mistake sends the place into a flurry of chatter. it was unbelievable what they did to her but what she couldn't believe was what they did to her family. penny got a lot of the hell simply for being carly's sister. if one sutton girl was a slut the other one had to be too right? wes was off during fishing season so he hadn't gotten much flack from it, nate was in los angeles and hadn't been collateral, but her parents had gotten the worst of it. carly's mother had lost almost all her business as a seamstress, tailoring clothes for the townsfolk and her father had actually gotten into a fight on a job site because of what one of the guys had said about carly. it had all spiraled out of control so fast it made carly's head spin. all they could stand to do after that was leave.
-----she hated it all, she really did, but she was away from it now.she was starting a new life and she was happy about it. she wanted a fresh start and a chance to get away from the looks and the staring that had haunted her since she'd left. there was so much about her past that carly just wanted to forget, but she was so glad to be here now. even if she hadn't gotten pregnant, keizer wasn't a place she wanted to grow up in. she would rather shoot herself than turn into one of those gossiping old hags that had made her life so damn miserable. good riddance, she'd say. the farther away from that life she could get, the better.
-----in truth it felt kind of good to hit nate. how dare he go about grabbing her like that. jesus had he not been raised around her she would have assumed he'd learned no manners at all. maybe the shock to his system would calm him down, though judging from the death glare she was getting carly seriously doubted it. "congratulations." carly said offhandedly to nate's comment about knowing how to walk. she couldn't help herself as she yelled at him. damn it this was the best job she was likely to get around here and she may very well have lost it because of him. "it would to me!" she screamed. god it would be a complete loss to her. the anger fell from her face and turned to sheer worry. she did not want to lose this job. "some place like that," she said with a chuckle, shaking her head as the anger came right back. "if you'd stop judging me for one second and had you not over reacted the way you did in there you'd see you're completely making it out to be something it's not!" her gaze fell to the ground, her fingers running through her hair as nate approached. though she only wanted to hit him again, carly restrained herself and instead rested her hands on the crook of his arms as he gripped her shoulders. "nate you have no idea what you've even done and you're talking about wanting the best for me." she muttered softly as she looked up at him, damn close to tears.
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Post by natesutton on Mar 9, 2010 15:57:17 GMT -6
keep calling it a crash and burn waiting your turn you might have time to speak thereBARELY WAS A LESSON LEARNED ,CAUSE IT WILL RETURN NO FLAVOR - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font] tagged for carly sutton with 804 words. template by kleptomania ftw?! of caution.[/center] there were times over the past few months since he'd left los angeles when he'd wished he could get the chance to go back and take back the note he'd left for his ex-girlfriend. it was a choice he'd made in a split second, and he'd regretted it since. if he'd only had the chance to explain himself, he knew he could tell her everything that had happened, but at the time he'd only been able to admit that he was leaving, didn't want to hold her back anymore, and would never see her again. as he looked at his sister in the dim light of the alley behind the bar, he knew the look on her face was the same one he had whenever he thought about that note. it was the face of someone who had done something they believed was right, and just needed the chance to explain their reasons. sometimes people did things because they needed to be done, not necessarily because anyone else approved or would have agreed with the method at the time of the action.
it would to me! carly countered on him, causing him to step back mentally. he could see in his little sister's eyes that the statement was sincere, and his heart collapsed at the look on her face. as always, he was overly-sympathetic to carly's emotions than those of any of his other family members. she was significantly younger than him which made the gap between them, in many ways, feel that much wider to him. he still remembered the day she was born. all of the family had loved her instantly upon arrival, perhaps even more so because she was the one bright light in their downtrodden lives at the time. nate had instantly taken a connection with her, filling his big brother role even more so than he had with penny and wes simply because he was five years older than carly and that made his duty to her feel different to him. now, as he looked at her crestfallen face, he felt himself crumble on the inside. he instantly realized he'd screwed up the big brother post, and he felt like a jerk.
he tried to think of something to say in return, but he was at a loss. instead, he watched her as she muttered something about his comments about the bar and then looked up at him. she called him out, claiming he was making the entire situation into something that it wasn't, and he opened his mouth briefly but thought better of speaking and shut his lips with a deep breath out through his nose. as he held his sister's shoulders, she slid her hands down into the crooks of his elbows, and his brow furrowed as he watched her. her expression had changed from the anger he'd seen before and now true sorrow was on her features. he could read clearly how badly he'd upset her, and he closed his eyes briefly, trying to rid himself of the image he knew he had caused. if only he could take back the last ten minutes and go about things differently. even if he could, he realized he probably would have reacted in the same fashion. he didn't always think things through completely when it came to protecting his family, and he often flew off the handle like a rottweiler.
nate, you have no idea what you've even done and you're talking about wanting the best for me, carly commented, turning her big brown eyes up at him. after years of seeing the same face when she got upset, he knew she was close to crying, and he felt even more like an ass. releasing her shoulders, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his chest, hugging her to him in a comforting embrace. he didn't say anything for a moment as he tried not to cry himself. seeing any one of his siblings close to tears upset him, and even though he felt like a weakling for almost crying, he felt even worse for giving carly cause to tear up. he squeezed her tightly once before releasing her and holding her by her shoulders so he could look into her eyes once again. "explain it to me, carls," he answered. looking down at his feet as he gently released her, he cleared his throat and looked expectantly into his little sister's face. "you're right. i shouldn't have been an ass, and i should have let you explain yourself before i went all bulldog on you," he commented, a nervous laugh escaping his throat before he looked back down at her again. "can i get another chance?" nate smiled and wiped at his right eye even though no tears had actually made their way out.
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Post by Caroline Sutton on Mar 9, 2010 17:29:22 GMT -6
CARLY ISABELLE SUTTONBAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----under most usual circumstances, carly would have royally hated looking to weak in the presence of someone, anyone, else. this sad, nearly pathetic act that always seemed to happen around her brother was just a sign of weakness, but than again nate had that kind of power over her, the kind of power she never wanted anyone else to have over her. hell, had nate not been her brother, carly would have kicked herself for acting like this in front of him. she nearly felt that way now even with nate being her brother and being right in more ways than one. carly knew that this place, bad seeds, wasn't the most stand up of places to be working. she knew that there were probably other clubs that would take her in a few years had she wanted to stay in that niche, but carly enjoyed it here at bad seeds. in a place like this carly felt no real expectations. she worked for two very understanding, very hot guys who didn't care about her age as long as she didn't flaunt it. what more could a girl ask for? one under eighteen that is. it wasn't like she was that naive. carly didn't hear a few sweet words and walk off with some scraggy guy. she was smarter than that. at work she was herself but with boundaries. she'd smile at a compliment but that didn't mean you were getting free shots. and carly was the first to swat away any hand that landed on an ass it wasn't supposed to touch be it her own or someone else's. she was a respectable girl and liked being treated that way. with the quality of clubs nowadays, who knew what could happen to her. carly could only imagine some of the things that happened at places like bare. bad seeds had a bad rap, that much was true, but carly was pretty sure she'd rather be here than any other hip joint in valkyrie.
-----now if she could only get her brother to understand that. carly knew that this was a lot for him to deal with. after all he'd had a life in los angeles that he'd just picked up and walked away from. god she wished he hadn't done that. nate had walked away from a lot of great people and great opportunities just to support his little sister's mistakes and who knew how much it really cost him. carly couldn't forgive herself, even if nate could. deep down he couldn't possibly be as good about this as he was pretending to be. nothing had to be harder than leaving a good life behind to struggle through a bad one with your family. carly only knew the bad. she couldn't imagine being pulled away from a good life. hell she probably wouldn't have been pulled away at all. though she hadn't been put in that situation, carly knew she would support her family, but nate gave up incredible amounts of his life just for her. to carly something like that was unforgivable, even from herself. it did seem as though he was starting to hear her though, carly noticed as his temper began to even out and his voice reached a more nate-ly tone. she'd sent him over the edge for this first time probably ever. carly couldn't remember a time she'd seen him so mad and her assumption that it didn't happen often was probably very true. finally as she seemed to look at him, carly could see his expression visibly soften. her tears had a way of doing that, but that wasn't why she was on the verge of tears. carly hated not getting along with any member of her family and she knew that she was the sole blame for why any of them was in this position in the first place. they could deny it and forgive her till they were blue in the face, but carly still knew that all of this was her fault.
-----she buried her head in his chest as he hugged her tight, her arms winding around his torso and pulling herself tightly to him. god she loved her brother and her returned that love. a love she didn't deserve. she stepped back slightly as nate's grip loosened, the weight of his hands falling to her shoulders once again. she looked up at him, mentally hating how short she was, and sighed. "i'd rather be working here than any other place in valkyrie. though i shouldn't have to explain it to you, i will anyways." he shouldn't have been an ass, but carly couldn't help but love him for it now that her anger had subsided. she dragged over two milk crates and plopped herself down on one, her hands resting in her lap as she waited for her brother to sit. once he was seated she continued. "i know it's hard to believe, but this crowd is a decent one." a small smile grew on her lips as she spoke. "they're older and slightly more mature. they're happy drunks. and i like it here. i'd prefer bad seeds to some hip bar where you get these stupid immature jerks who feel they can grope you all they want because they're paying you good money for drinks and throwing tips in your face." she ran a hand through her hair, another small smile crossing her lips. "my bosses are both underage. one's emancipated and living on his own. they understand where i'm coming from and they know why i'm doing this. they've given me a chance to do something i love, dancing. it's why i'm here nate. not to get my hands on alcohol, not to balance trays of greasy fries to squealing kids, but to dance. if you hadn't been so quick to judge you would have seen that the strongest thing i'm drinking is coke. the place is better than you give it credit for. you're just judging it by what it looks like on the outside, just like those bastards back in keizer." yeah she had him by the short and curlies there but she didn't care. it pissed her off that nate was so quick to judge. reminding him of that just made her feel a little better.
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Post by natesutton on Mar 11, 2010 15:14:58 GMT -6
keep calling it a crash and burn waiting your turn you might have time to speak thereBARELY WAS A LESSON LEARNED ,CAUSE IT WILL RETURN NO FLAVOR - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font] tagged for carly sutton with 1065 words. template by kleptomania ftw?! of caution.[/center] sometimes nate had a way of jumping to conclusions. it wasn't one of his more common habits, and thankfully, it didn't happen terribly often, but it happened enough to get him into hot water. mostly it was him assuming the worst which was one of his more prominent habits. he was much more pessimistic than the other two triplets, a characteristic which also got him labeled as 'the serious one'. even carly was more positive than him for the most part although the two of them were more alike at their core than either of them was like wes or penny. nate felt that special connection with the other two triplets that children who grew in the same womb feel toward one another, but he felt a different sort of connection with carly. he was the oldest and she was the youngest which gave them a special bond seperate from their bonds with their other two siblings. so when carly got upset, nate understood her emotions easily. when she broke down in front of him, he could almost feel her emotions as if they were his own.
when she hugged him tightly, he rested his chin on the top of her head and couldn't help smiling. he'd truly missed his sister while he lived in los angeles. he'd missed his entire family; he didn't know how wes could stand being so far away for most of the year. after living in los angeles for a year, nate didn't know how he'd been able to stand just talking to them on the phone and emailing pictures back and forth. well, he did know part of the reason. his ex. he knew now that he had been in love with her from the moment he saved her life from a falling car in her father's garage back in keizer. she had been one of those popular girls in high school, and he'd always been a loner: the guy who was good looking but so quiet that all the girls were afraid to talk to him. he was certain he'd tarnished his girlfriend's reputation by dating her simply because his family's name was so muddied in that town, but she hadn't seemed to care. she was one of the few people outside of his family who had ever cared for him. and he had left her like she didn't matter to him in the least. that was so untrue, but he knew he could never explain it to her now if he ever saw her again. part of him hoped that he wouldn't have to confront her - even though he owed her at least an explanation - so he wouldn't have to see her anger or pain. he was as protected by his family as he protected them now, for they were all he really had left. he'd seen friends who were too young die and he'd lost the one woman everyone had assumed he would make his wife some day.
but he still had his family, and he always would. he released carly and watched her pull two milkcrates down, offering for him to seat himself next to her. he settled as comfortably as possible on the empty carton and watched his sister as she explained herself to him. it was true that she shouldn't have to explain herself for she was almost a legal adult, and she was clearly capable of making her own decisions without his help, but he was relieved she was willing to humor him. he couldn't help worrying for her. it was his nature. nate chuckled as she described her love for dancing. he'd always known it was true, and he'd been truly impressed by her antics as a cheerleader while she'd been on the squad. he hadn't gotten much opportunity to see her do such things since he'd moved off to los angeles while she was still in the swing of those things, but he believed her when she said it was something she enjoyed. he could see the light in her eyes as she talked about it, and he knew how wrong he had been to jump to conclusions.
you're just judging it by what it looks like on the outside, just like those bastards back in keizer. nate almost visibly winced at the statement because he knew how true it was. he had lived through that place, and he'd seen what the smallminded people of that town could do to people. every ounce of his being wanted nothing more than to never remember the place that would always be a thorn in his family's proverbial side. looking down at his booted feet, he took a deep breath and released it shakily as he turned to look at his sister. he smiled a sad smile and nodded slightly. "you're right," he replied simply, twining his fingers together as he looked back down at his hands. "i never should have jumped to conclusions. you're almost legally an adult, and you're a smart kid. sorry i'm an ass." he chuckled slightly and looked over at her with his ice blue eyes, hoping she knew how sincere he was. never considering himself a closeminded person, nate hated it when other people thought that of him. especially his family. "as long as it makes you happy, it makes me happy." he punched her playfully on her shoulder and smiled his contagious grin. "but i won't be tipping you." he winked and chuckled slightly before glancing toward the back door of the bar.
pointing at the door and the bar which was hidden on the other side, he glanced at carly expectantly. "i hope you don't lose your job because of me. it sounds like you enjoy it far too much for that to happen. need me to beat some sense into someone?" he smiled at his joke. they both knew nate wasn't the type of guy to go around throwing punches to get across his meaning. he might consider a stern talking-to, but he was far too passive to ever hit someone. that is, unless he just couldn't control himself and the situation was bad enough, but very seldom did that happen. nate was always the stand-up guy who tried to talk through difficulties before acting rashly. he was the family's big, protective teddy bear: all cuddles and silence in place of violence.
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Post by Caroline Sutton on Mar 12, 2010 17:53:29 GMT -6
CARLY ISABELLE SUTTONBAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----carly tended to shoulder a lot of the responsibility for things. things that might very well be better shouldered if she had someone to shoulder it with. she felt that in this moment with nate. it wasn't very often that carly let people in, but the only people with a free pass were her family. still, there were still plenty of things that even her family didn't know about her. they weren't so much as events in her life. her family tended to know about that, especially if it had happened in keizer. she was so used to jsut telling them everything. it was often redundant to tell a single soul any of what had happened, because the gossip strings you inevitably overheard was bound to get the gist of it, but carly liked having someone to talk to. she went to penny for a lot of her problems, mostly because she was just easier to talk to. in most cases carly could relate to penny more and she could really understand her sister's advice. penny was the youngest female in their rather large family and it meant a lot to have someone reasonably close to her age to talk to about anything. and she did pretty much go to penny for nine out of ten issues be it clothes, a party, or something to do with the cheering squad. wes was her comedian, and boy was he good at it. the best part was he knew how to turn off the mic and actually listen from time to time and he was one of the most patient people you could meet when he really settled down to listen to you. though it was often hard to take him seriously, carly often found herself finding the meaning behind the jokes and the random quotes. he could give her advice while making her smile at the same time. nate was her rock. he was often a little bit too serious in a way that might not make you want to open up to him, but when you did, you had a genuine advocate on your side. carly liked that. she liked that she could trust nate more than anything else.
-----with nate on her side, carly felt as though maybe what she was doing really was the right thing for her. she already knew way deep down that this was the kind of job she wanted, even if it was only for a little while, but having nate on her side made it feel like she wasn't being stupid or rash. it made her feel as if she was being an adult for the first time since she'd given up her child. her...child. carly had to find some kind of excuse to give herself a minute before she wound up in heaving sobs. she didn't need that kind of thing to happen at work. she stood, her face never betraying how closely to the edge she tottered, as she kicked the milk crate backwards, pushing it back into it's relative place back against the wall. with a smile she walked up to nate, running her fingers through his hair before kissing him on the forehead. "you may be an ass, but you're being a very reasonable ass so thank you." she said with a chuckle as she kissed his forehead again. taking his hand she pulled him upright, kicking his milk crate in the same manner she had her own. "oh and sorry for the whole, smacking you in the back thing. but i'm warning you, grab me like that again, or any other woman in this town for that matter, and you'll be missing something you hold dear." she said, turning to give him a very stern look. where in the hell had he gotten off grabbing her like that in the first place? in what way had he thought that was okay? "so what say we get you that beer you wanted. only you're buying because i can't. see? i'm being responsible already." she laughed outwardly at nate's offer to beat some sense into someone. yeah as if that could actually happen? "i think i can handle it but thank you, for the laugh." she teased as she headed toward the door.
-----carly smirked as she opened the back door and walked through it, letting go of nate's hand as she wound through the ovens and fryers on her way back to the front of the bar. the noise level grew as they approached, the music too. finally the bar came into view. carly took a turn behind the bar waving nate around the front of it. with a shrug of her shoulders she relieved brett, mouthing a "thank you" as she settled back into her place. "now what kind of beer was that that you wanted?" carly said over the din of the room. how was she supposed to remember? moments later she had been, well, had attempted to have been thrown over her brother's shoulder. that took a little precedence to what kind of beer he'd ordered. she caught sight of the bouncer and gave him a reassuring nod and the big, burly man turned back to his partner in crime and struck up some old conversation. "oh and by the way," carly said with a smirk as she grabbed the bottle of beer and opened it up, sliding it to her brother, "by the end of the night, you'll be tipping me."
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Post by natesutton on Mar 17, 2010 14:48:06 GMT -6
keep calling it a crash and burn waiting your turn you might have time to speak thereBARELY WAS A LESSON LEARNED ,CAUSE IT WILL RETURN NO FLAVOR - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font] tagged for narly! with 946 words. template by kleptomania ftw?! of caution.[/center] as carly thanked him for being reasonable, he smiled up at her from where he still sat on the milkcrate. there were times when he felt like the younger brother and carly was his older sister. she had a wisdom to her age that didn't fit with other kids close to her age. perhaps that was from becoming an unwitting mother at such a young time in her life, he didn't know, but he liked it about his youngest sister. despite what others may think about her - namely the 'others' back in keizer - carly was not a foolish child. she had grown into a prematurely wise young woman, and nate respected her for that growth. although he wished she could have gone through something easier in life to become the way she now was, he was glad she had come out alright on the far end of her trials. she kissed him twice, lightly, on his forehead, and he smiled up at her as she pulled him from the crate and then kicked it to join its fellow against the back wall of the bar.
he followed her back through the back door and smiled as she threatened him about trying to carry her out of the bar. rolling his eyes and chuckling with amusement at her fiery nature, nate reached forward and tickled her as she walked in front of him. "don't worry. i highly doubt i'll even see any other women besides you and penny and mom in this town. it's not like i ever go out and do anything." he laughed, but he knew it was true, and he didn't particularly care. he had never been big on going out to hang out; he was perfectly fine with just being at home alone. this night out was actually a rare event for him, and just as he had been doubting himself when he had first arrived, he doubted himself now and wondered why he was even taking such a step. it wasn't like him. wes was closer to being the partier out of the two brothers, and nate was usually seen sitting alone at home with his wal*mart bought beer watching football or baseball depending which was in season at the time. thinking about it, he realized why there had been rumors about him being gay floating around keizer. it was no wonder really. who wouldn't predict something absurd like that about a homebody? even if that was true, he still didn't see how it was fair. just because he liked his alone, quiet time didn't mean he wasn't interested in women. the two didn't really connect in his mind.
coming out of his daydreams, he slid himself onto a stool at the bar and watched carly smoothly slide back into her routine. although it was difficult for him to have ever imagined this life for her before now, he knew as he watched her at ease behind the bar that she was right. this fit her personality perfectly, and he smiled at the thought. he was truly glad she was happy. the girl had already been through too much in her life as far as he was concerned, and he liked seeing a smile on her face again. he strained to hear her over the din of the bar now that they were fully emersed in it again, but he heard her ask what type of beer he wanted, and he answered, "bud light." seeing her pretty coworker glance toward them, he smiled sheepishly and nodded slightly before looking back down at his hands as he awaited the beer. he was so awkward with women. there was no other word for it. the only female he'd ever been with romantically was his ex, and that was sour history by now. he really didn't have experience outside of her. sure, los angeles had offered plenty of the female species for any man to enjoy, but nate had always been a loyal person, and that applied to family as well as romance. even now he felt a twinge of guilt for thinking carly's fellow bartender was attractive even though he wasn't actually dating anyone anymore. a part of him knew that if he hadn't picked up shop and moved to valkyrie, then he would still be madly in love living with his ex-girlfriend in los angeles and nothing would have changed in the least. perhaps that part of him was still holding on to that memory.
carly's return granted him a reprieve from his thoughts, and he smiled at her as she placed the beer in front of him. she promised him that he would be tipping her before the night was over, and he answered by raising an eyebrow the moment before he took a long drink from the bottle. releasing a sigh of pleasure, he set the bottle back down on the bartop and leaned in to give his little sister a playful look. "well, if i do, then it will be for getting me a drink and not for dancing in my lap. i'll pass on that part of the experience, thank you." he chuckled slightly and took another drink, swiping his bottle off of the bartop just in time so it didn't get kicked away by a dancing girl who was trying desperately to get him to make eye contact with her. when the attempt failed, the girl danced away and nate leaned, relieved, onto the bar, sighing exasperatedly. "i don't know how you deal with all of the noise." he smiled and scrunched his nose slightly, knowing he sounded like an old man but not caring.
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Post by Caroline Sutton on Mar 19, 2010 18:59:44 GMT -6
CARLY ISABELLE SUTTONBAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----though it was a pretty horrible thought, carly was used to the worst kinds of things happening to her. after all had it not been her family who'd been torn to hell right before she was born? was it not her family who became destitute and was forced to give up all of their hopes in order to become something lowly? was it not her family who had been forced to make a new name for themselves simply because they'd lost it all? well that was what she'd been forced to take part in as just a child. not to mention the hellish life she'd had as a teenager. lord only knew what was in store for carly's future, but it was no surprise that she really wasn't holding out for any high expectations. valkyrie may be a new place, a fresh start, and a place where she could get away from everything that haunted her, but it was still carly we were talking about here. she was still a walking, talking, human shaped ball of unlucky as it seemed to be. she'd already gotten her family mixed up in it, on more than one occasion. was it not before her birth that the family had been shocked to hell? was it not because of her that they'd been transplanted into this new location like a tree to a new, sunny spot in the yard. sure, everything looked like sunshine and rainbows now, but then comes the rain and no protection from the other trees that used to surround you. keizer was no heaven. it was pretty much a hell on earth in fact. but at least in keizer carly knew what to expect. she knew the lay of the land, she knew the people, and she knew the attitudes. at least in keizer there had been no place but up. valkyrie was a fresh start, yes, but conversely it was also the opportunity for yet another all time low.
-----knowing that made it so much easier to sleep at night no? ha. all carly seemed to worry about aside from growing and unwanted feelings for sebastian was "what if i get my family in trouble again?" "what if i fail?" or "what if it's all good for nothing?" it scared the crap out of her to think that they'd gotten away only to give carly a second, or third depending on how you look at it, chance to hurt the people she loved. she did love her family. there was no doubt about that fact. the suttons were the only people in carly's life that she seemed able to count on. they were the only true friends she had even if they were family and that was their job. not every family was lucky enough to get along like the suttons did. not every family could only get stronger when one of it's member's falters. not every family could keep from tearing itself apart under the stress. carly was thankful for that, for all of it actually. she was so thankful to have such understanding people in her life who were willing to stand by her and love her no matter how many times she royally screwed up. people like that were found once in a lifetime, and carly had five all at once, all helping her grown up and helping her with her mistakes. that was more than anyone could ask for. there was no doubt how grateful she really was. though at times she didn't show it, her impact on her family, and the consequences they'd faced for her were never far from her mind. just like the people of keizer, just like the bad memories, and just like the momentary memories of her daughter. even if all of it was fleeting, it was never really pushed completely out of her thoughts, though sometimes she wished she could.
-----carly pushed the beer toward her brother and smiled. one family member on her side was good enough for now. who knew just how...well the rest of the family would take it. carly imagined plenty of disagreements, many more arguments, and hopefully a dose of tolerance. after all, bad seeds was not all that appealing to the worried, overprotective mind. she knew that. carly also knew that it would take a tremendous amount of her preciously stored patience to make sure this happened. to make sure that she could not lose her head before someone finally got it the way nate did. good thing she'd been practicing patience for a little over a year and a half. "oh it's only for the beers. no one can pay me enough money to dance on your lap. i mean you're cute and all but that's way too much incest for my tastes, which is none whatsoever." carly chuckled, hearing an order and grabbing it quickly, kind of popping back and forth to jump back into her steady rhythm. but she was back by nate's side in no time, ready to chat some more. honestly, it was nice to have someone she trusted enough to carry a conversation with in the bar. carly was used to hearing a lot of sob stories, especially early on in the day when the regulars came in early to drown their sorrows. but she never did too much of the talking aside from the random bits of wisdom she could offer, most from experience. "what'd you say?" carly said with a chuckle, playing on his comment about the noise. "oh right, that. you tend to drown a lot of it out. it's all mindless chatter anyways." carly nudged her head in the direction of two bikers who were talking about what parts on a bike should be chrome and what parts shouldn't. "see? mindless." she cocked an eyebrow at him, shooting him a sly smirk. "what are you anyways? some old man? you sound like that cranky bastard mr. hiller who used to always yell at kids for walking on his sidewalk."
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Post by natesutton on Apr 8, 2010 14:14:17 GMT -6
keep calling it a crash and burn waiting your turn you might have time to speak thereBARELY WAS A LESSON LEARNED ,CAUSE IT WILL RETURN NO FLAVOR - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font] tagged for narly! with 560 words. template by kleptomania ftw?! of caution.[/center] as he settled himself at the bar and watched his youngest sister flitting up and down the bar, nate sighed to himself. although he was glad he and carly had come to an understanding and he now knew why she was doing what she was doing, he found himself suddenly wanting to be at home with that football game he had promised himself with. sure, he was a homebody - very unlike his little sibling - but he didn't care. it had always been his personality to stay closed up and quiet while his siblings did all of the outgoing things like meeting new people and travelling the world. hell, wes worked in alaska for most of the year, and the farthest away from 'home' nate had ever been was los angeles. now, that was only an hour or so from his new home. some world traveller he had turned into. but it didn't bother him. at times, he wondered why he wasn't more like his younger siblings, but that never truly got beneath his skin. of course, he could just be in denial, but he denied the thought.
accepting the beer carly offered to him, he took a long swig from it until the entire neck was empty. his eyes bugged slightly as he realized just how much he had gulped, and he smiled sheepishly to himself. as carly responded to his joke about the lap dance, he chuckled, the sound lost to the din of the bar as carly disappeared momentarily to serve another customer before returning to him. he downed another two inches from the beer bottle before she made it back. at this rate, with his head already beginning to feel a bit swimmy, he'd get himself too drunk to take himself home. shaking his head with a smile, he ran his hand down the sweating bottle and paused in his drinking as carly returned. her comment about his resemblance to the old crone who had lived down the street from them back in keizer made him laugh out loud. she was right. he stayed inside too much. "i am old, carls. i'm in my twenties, you know." he raised his eyebrows as he took another deep drink from his beer bottle, knowing his sister would pick up on his joke - or pathetic attempt at one. plopping the bottle back down on the bar with a crack which was actually loud enough for him to hear, he leaned over onto his forearms and glanced around the room before looking back at carly. "i guess i just don't get out much. not that that surprises you, i'm sure."
the only person who'd gotten him out of the house successfully had been his ex, and now that she was no longer around, he didn't have any desire to explore the world beyond his front door. even though valkyrie wasn't los angeles by any stretch of the imagination, it was still too busy for him. he was content to go from his apartment in the shaks to the limosine shop where he worked and back, every day, five days a week. on weekends, he was at a loss for something to do, and he often ended up watching football or basketball as he planned on doing this evening after leaving the bar. lame, yes, but he was comfortable.
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