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Mar 16, 2014 12:51AM
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Myles had had a bad nights sleep, everything time he had just finished one dream he got another and nothing seemed to leave him alone. If it wasn't Julian talking or trying to grab him it was dream and more dreams, but what really had him in a bad mood was the rude awakening he got with junk in his face. Never looking at another drug again that was for sure. He glared up at Julian, half thinking he was still high off his face. "Kid go back to bed, you need the sleep to drain the crap out of your system." He sighed and sat up, rubbing his face with disgust and frustration. "Don't make me bind you." He grumbled as he stood up. "Well go on. And no I'm not sleeping next to you, on your own, go." He gesture to the bed.
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Julian looked at him oddy, "dude, why would I won't you sleeping enxt to me?" He askedseeingly completely sober for the most part just tired and horny as hell with no real memory of last night orthis morning. "What are you talking about bind me...you got a spell on metoo? I already can't leave tis prison the last I need is to be binded. Damn, give a guy a break." He says covering si junk trying hard ot appear bad ass again and less innocent. He hted that jut happened te last thing he neded was a agot finding out he as a fagot and having to do fagot things. He feared jusdgement frm others above all else placing in his mind right from wrong and what others saw him as instead of getting direct answers form others themselves. He goes to use the bathromm hoping that rids hsimelf of th boner and he can get past the whole myles and him doinga 69 morning quicky. He walks back in as the lights start toget a bit brighter. Looking over at his phone in his pants in the flor the clock showed nine in the morning he felt lie he had a hang over but he didn't do anytihn last nightbut get the shakes real bad form not being able to do anything. He sets on his bed covering upand layingon his stomach as that didn't help the boner but possibly made it worse. greayt now whatwas he going to do if Myles piked him up this time.
Myles gave the kid a hard stare, checking the colour of his skin and the whites of his eyes and everything in between, but he realised then that the kid was finally sober and most likely in need of nourishment and hydration, but no doubt that would be a fight as well. His mind a little blunt he remembered the kid still thought he was straight, but he was actually gay on all levels. In fact right now he preferred the cute floppy version of him compared to the stubborn irritating version in front of him. Shaking his head he just let the kid do what he wanted. "Never mind and no I don't have a spell... Just go for a shower or something." He told him, his mind already crying out for more sleep. Once the kid was gone he fell back onto the spare mattress and tried to wake himself up, to revve himself up for the day ahead. Once the kid came back in he knew that even if he did get some extra sleep it wouldn't help. He got up. "I'm going for a shower. Be good." He told him, heading off for the bathroom. He needed a hot shower to really wake him up and relax himself as he closed the door behind him and got undressed getting in the shower and letting the hot water run over him.
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Slowly putting the neddle in to the vein he wanted to make sure it was in ther all the way before shooting it down so he sat for a moment waiting for te vein to respond ot the needle.
Myles saw the time on his phone and knew he couldn't waste time in the shower. He got out after rinsing off and dried himself thoroughly before putting his pants back on, grabbing his shirt as he made his way out, keeping the towel on his head to hurry the drying process. He walked out after twenty five minutes and saw the kid with a belt on his arm and a needle being pulled out with what should have been a guilty as he'll look on his face. "Julian." He muttered, with warning tone. "What in gods name do you think your doing? Are you trying to kill yourself, because saving you at this point might have been for nothing." He told him, using telekinesis he yanked the needle out of the boys hand and not his arm thankfully, before crushing it, letting the pieces float into the bin. "Kid you need to get this straight. Drugs are not permitted on school grounds, in fact I'm appalled you'd even think of drugs this early considering the fit you had yesterday. Do you have anymore I should know about?" He asked, not messing.
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Myles was in a terrible mood and this kid wasn't helping his own circumstances. When he went hunting for the trace of the drug like some dog looking for food he wanted to knock some sense into him. He grabbed his wrist and held it above his head. "I don't know how I should get this through your stubborn skull." He muttered dangerously. "No drugs what so ever, from now on you are going cold turkey sober. Got it." He told him, taking the towel off his head, he whipped the kids fingers of the drug, setting the crushed needle and liquid on fire with the click of his hand until it was gone, fisting his hand the fire stopped. Using his telekinesis he turned the kids things upside down whilst keeping him in his grip. Once he found the rest of hi s stash those were set alight mid air. "And need I remind you, that you can't leave even if you want to?" He let the kid go, having been tough but gentle so that he couldn't escape. "Don't bother lying to me kid, I can always tell. Now go have a shower and get dressed you have class to get to."
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Myles was losing the will to not yell at the kid and yell a thousand obscenities. Taking a deep breath he watched the kid start packing. Using telekinesis he yanked the kid back to sit on the bed, holding him there. "You don't get a choice. If I so much as let you out of the school premisses you'll die. Plus you'll be killing your own brothers in no time with the way you are going. And might I be right in saying that the only reason you need drugs is because you are scared to face up to reality? If so that is a sorry start to life." He told him, putting his shirt on as he picked up his jacket and put in his shoes. "Last night you nearly died kid. You might hate to be treated like a kid but if you continue to act like one, no one will trust you or treat you like an adult ever again. Would you like me to kill you along with your family now and save you the trouble or would you rather buck up, get sober, learn how to become great and do some good for the world."
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Myles shook his head in pitty for the boy. He didn't even know what kind of wonders in life he was missing all because he was a scared little kid with no imagination. "Trust me kid you don't know how good you've got it. Life can always throw surprises at you. In fact you can't handle anything. You have the mind set of a kid and throw tantrums like one too. You think you can control yourself long enough not to kill your own brothers and yourself in the process?" He shook his head again as he made up the spare bed. "You think this is some shitty normal life? You have something amazing at your finger tips and you can't even see it. I'm surprised you lasted this long. You don't need drugs to have something great to look forward to and being gay is nothing to be ashamed about kid. And this is no magic trick. I could crush you and the school if I felt like it, does that seem like a magic trick for some little girls tea party to you?" He asked, the telekinesis tightening. "If you think Mathew is so right, I'll just finish what he was about to start. If you want you could buck up and fight, fight for freedom, fight for control, fight for your goal and possibly fight for someone else. But crying like a sap isn't going to get you anywhere." The telekinesis tightening further. "Death still sounding good to you? I'm here to help and support not kill and crush. But seeing as you are to weak and dumb to see that..."
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Julian found himself in total darkness comepeltely alone. It was seconds later thatlooking around he saw himself getting screwed by different guys. His Hellw as facing beinggay t first it was anyway. then he saw a dead Orlaith on the floor and Myles one of him dead te other fucking him hard. Julian was scared what was he seeing. Then he saw all three of his brothers two sets one set dead the other set all with knives closing in on him and then everything froze as a dark amna ppeared frm the shadows, "Welcome to your Hell, Jlian." ...Julian steps back, ""Who are you?"
"I am the gatekeeper of theunderwold...welcome to your own personal Hell...filled currently with the things he fear the most baotu yourself death and homosexuality my friend. Few beginners can ever make it to my realmso easily...da trick is getting back out." His laugh echoes form ala round and Julian turns quickly around back itnot h room and he jumps awake.
He wa sbreathing heavily ad his body was still locked in Myles power. "What...what happened?" He says under the constriction.
Myles was just finishing making the bed when he noticed Julian was chanting like a kid in a trance. Once he realised what he was chanting he racing to grip the kid by the shoulders, not releasing the telekinesis. "Julian stop!" He barked, eyes wide in worry. If a warlock descended into hell and couldn't return they were dead anyway. The kid was a beginner and it as the worst thing he could have done. When the kid went floppy in his hold, he began shaking him. "Julian get your ass back here dammit!" He growled. It was only a couple of minutes but it was long enough to give him a heart attack. "Imbecile!" He snapped. "This is why you need teaching, this is why you can't leave. You could have died. If you had stayed any longer in hell without knowing how to get back out your body would have turned to dust. You are luck this time round, but hell isn't so nice as to let you go a second time." His eyes dead serious. "You know what your fears are kid, all you have to do is fight them. I'm sure you saw your brothers deaths. That is you if you leave and reach them. If they find out what you are you might die because one is a hunter. If you leave and Mathew catches you first, you die. What is it you are running so hard from kid that you can't fight it and face your fears?" He asked, running a hand through his hair.
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Myles takes a seat beside the kid, running his hands over his face in frustration and tiredness. This was one hell of a fight. He was still denying himself to himself. He was drowning in his own stubbornness and it was a shame to have to watch. "Julian there is nothing to be scared of. Sure life has its ups and downs, it is scary but if you don't face it, you'll be dead before you get to experience life itself." He told him, allowing the telekinesis to loosen slightly so it wasn't so suffocating. "Being gay is not a crime either, it is a natural part of life. You can't choose who you fancy, just that you do. It's like you can't stop blinking, or you can't stop breathing. You can't deny your biological urges. Look I'm trying to save your life kid. If your that eager to walk into the arms of death, then I can't stop you. I've tried explaining, I've tried being patient. But if you don't listen or try, then I don't know what else to do." He told him, letting the telekinesis go.
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Myles calmly watches the kid, waiting, listening. "First of all. Good, you are making progress. Talking is the first step to a better way of living, to excitement, to fun and happiness. And second, don't jump to conclusions about how I do and do not feel. I may act a certain way but I'm not going to wear my emotions on my sleeve." He told him with a smile. "Third, don't jump to the worst conclusion unless you are certain that is what is going to happen. As I always tell my sister A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty." He ruffles the boys hair affectionately, with something of a warm and relaxed look on his is face. "And Forth, I apologies for calling you kid. It's an automatic name I seem to have given you, I think it's most likely because you've been acting like one the whole time. But don't go connecting kid with me hating you or thinking you are less than you are. In fact I think you are pretty bright, strong, stubborn as hell but I can see you doing great things. Trust me I treat everyone the same be they a garbage man or the president of the country." He rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "And by the way I never said I did or didn't fancy you, so don't think I've already done something when you haven't asked me ok. Besides we have only just met. I'm tired as anything and grumpy because you kept me up last night after your little fit, so I'm sorry if I'm taking it out on you, never was much of a morning person." He gives an apologetics look. "Are you feeling better?"
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Myles nods in understanding. Owning up to one person was a big step but having others know about you was a bit too big for one day. "Don't worry it will be our little secret. I won't say a word to anyone unless you want me to ok?" Rubbing the back of his cricked neck. "Well as for quitting cold turkey I can always help you with that. It will be time consuming but trust me it will be worth it. Smoking... That is a different matter. They might have been smoking but that was purely because they are quitting and they have detention. But if it will help ease you any I can get you some nicotine gum and I can get you a herbal tea that will help with the shakes. If I must I can get a sleeping draft so that when you are having a hard time you can just sleep through it." He told him. "That is the best I can do. Sorry. But I will help, you are not alone ok, so don't be scared." He dug into his pocket and offered him some regular bubble gum for now. "Here. It's mint, but it's all I have until I can get you some nicotine gum. The gum is safer than smoking, if not it will have to be a patch. In the meantime, breakfast should be ready in the dining hall if you want to eat, it's now been five days and all you've had is water. You'll pass out if you have no food at all."
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after not eating for so long he has almost lost an appetite all at once. He would rather drink water all day. He digs in his pocket and hands Myles a lollipop, "Here, Orla gave it to me the other night and well...honestly I never eat anything sweet...I am a big health freak, sorry."
Myles nodded in understanding, having thought that food would be the first hurdle to accomplishing his goal. He smiled and took the gum back and putting it in his pocket. "Good, your getting there. And if you need anything don't be afraid to ask." He looked at his watch and knew he was going to be late. He held up a hand after a moments thought. "Here." He gave him an amulet. "This is in case you get into some kind of trouble. Think my name and I'll immediately teleport to you." He told him, taking the lollipop with a small laugh of irony. "Right, ok. Have fun with class ok. If you need help getting around ask Orlaith." He told him, looking with his watch. "Take care, I'll be back in eight hours to check up on you both." Heading for the door he gave him a last smile before leaving.
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Velia came up to the door of the boy who's been the topic on everyones mind lately. She raised her fist and knocked gently. "Julian, it's Velia." She said in her bland voice as usual. "Can I come in?" She asked, unsure if he still hated her or not from erasing his brothers mind.
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Velia opened the door and walked in, closing it behind her. She walked closer until her feet were in his line of vision. "Good evening." She greeted softly. "How do you feel?" She asked, wanting to know about hi first and how he was doing after everything that went down. "Do you feel ill or hurt anywhere?" She asked him too, wanting to know if he got hurt in the scuffle.
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"Stefan left of his own accord, to help you I might add. I was the last person to speak to him I believe. He's a brave young man. Both of you are." She said and placed a hand on his head. "I know life seems nothing but bleek but it will brighten soon, I promise. You can't just roll over and take it you hear?" She asked him, an almost mothering tone taking a hold.
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"That may be true, but it also may not." She said to him and looked at him. "Words have power, so be careful on the things you say. If you say something it's more likely to come true." She explained. "Try something positive. And I'm sure He'll be back before you know it."
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"You'll find that most of us do know what lie out there. But most just want to ignore it. But there are few, and believe me Cordelia is one of them, that chose to see it. That chose to face that horror to come out on the other side stronger, she stands between those who fear the outside and death." Velia walked to the door and placed her hand on the knob. "Julian trust me. I know who you're feeling right now. You're scared out of your mind, you feel so different from the very people who are supposed to be so simpler to you. And dispute this great power you hold...you feel quilt...don;t you." she guessed softly.
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Velia lifted her hand up and worked on the door, her days in the system allowing her to know how to pick many different kinds of locks. She eventually got it open and slowly opened the door, moving around so she was in front of him again. "You know me and you aren't really that different you know. We both had a rough start and people don't understand us and try to figure us out." She said gently to him. "But I should be proof that you can get through it."
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"Your stuck in one point in time that might not even happen. Relax and breath. You're going to get through it,there are many people working to help you and put a stop to this." She said to him stroking his hair. "I'm one of them. Stefan is too and so is Cordelia."
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"You'll find me to be very capable in defending your case." She said crossing her arms. "And the council..." She said and surprising her lips quirked up as if fighting a laugh. "The council is nothing but a group of gossiping old ladies head by the old geezer him self. They're only in for their own well being." She said and looked him in the eye. "And behavior like that is what gets you down at the bottom of the heap during a purge." She said softly as if she knew something he didn't, but that was no shock, she always seemed to be a step ahead. "And I believed I was a lost cause once but I've been proven wrong plenty of times."
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As he mentioned the connection between her and Mathew her hand s drifted to her pocket where she kept the vial of potion she made for that very connection to be severed. If only she had the courage to drink it, it would all be over. The pain in her chest, the way he was always son her mind, everything. She looked at him, "You must not have as much power in divinity as I thought." She said and patted is head as she walked out. "Get some sleep."She whispered to him.
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