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Post by aaron on Dec 13, 2009 14:23:04 GMT -5
 i wanna heal, i wanna feel what i thought[/i][/size][/font][/color] WAS NEVER REAL, I WANNA LET GO OF THE PAIN- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
TAG: KEELY DUNN . LOCATION: ATHLETIC FIELD
OUTFIT: HERE . WORD COUNT: NINE FIVE THREE
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/b][/center] Aaron honestly didn’t even know why he had come back. The war in Iraq was still going on and slowly moving into Afghanistan and instead of reenlisting like so many of his friends had he got out of the Marines. He couldn’t stay in, not after the tragic death of not only his brother but of his best friend as well. The day was one that Aaron would never forget and it had only happened two months ago. Instead of trying to finish his college degree, instead of trying to get an education he should be over in Iraq looking for the bastards that had shot down his brother’s helicopter that he had been flying and that his best friend had been in. That had to be the worst memory that Aaron could decide to think of right now. He had watched them die and he had been powerless to do anything to help them. They said that war affected everyone in a different way and for Aaron it had been bad. He blamed himself for their death, saying that he should have been in the helicopter with them, that he should have been one to die right along with them. It was morbid, yes but Aaron would rather that over watching the two people he was closest to die. The former Marine couldn’t handle staying over in Iraq after that and he had been sent back stateside to finish off the rest of his enlistment and had happily left the military once November rolled around and he was able to get out. Part of him wished that he hadn’t though because at least he’d still be over there doing what he promised his family he would do: protect his country just like his brothers, his parents, his grandparents and every other relative before him had. Aaron couldn’t though, not right now. He needed time to think and time to sort through everything that had happened before he even thought of reenlisting.
Instead of hanging around in Puerto Rico trying to figure out what to do next with his life Aaron had decided to apply for Yale, he was smart enough and had gotten in no problem. Now the young man was set up to start in the winter semester and that was something he was looking forward to right now. He didn’t want to stay at home until then though so he had taken the first available flight to Yale and moved into his dorm. That would be the place he would spend his Christmas this year, he didn’t want to be with his family because he knew it wouldn’t be the same. Right now Aaron just needed some down time to have time to think and figure out everything for himself. Of course his family had been upset with his decision at first but with most of them deployed or unable to make it home for the holiday to begin with they finally let it go. Aaron’s eldest brother, Jacob and his wife, Rebecca, along with their six year old son, Ruben lived right in New Haven so he wouldn’t be completely alone. They had extended an invitation for him to join them for Christmas dinner but Aaron had yet to give them a yes or a no, he said he’d let them know soon though, he just needed to settle in first. Moving into the dorms had been simple because he was used to moving things around seeing how his family moved a lot growing up so it was no big deal for him to pack up his things and move into a dorm on Yale’s campus.
It hadn’t taken too long for the young man to finish unpacking either and then he had decided to lay down for a nap. The poor boy was still a tad jetlagged so a nap did him good but it lasted a lot longer than he had originally intended. When he finally woke up and glanced over at the clock he saw that it was nearly ten at night and he groaned a bit before rolling out of bed and going to take a shower. Aaron felt like he was going stir crazy just staying in the dorm so perhaps a walk would do him good. After showering and getting dressed he did just that and soon found himself walking toward the athletics field. Upon arriving there he moved over to the bleachers and after climbing up five or so steps he plopped himself down on the cold metal seat. Leaning forward his elbows rested on his knees, his hands folded under his chin and his body slouched forward as he focused his gaze on the night sky and decided to let his mind wander. He thought back to his childhood and all the good memories he had with David and Joseph and he thought to everything the two had went through together. His thoughts remained happy for a little while before turning to when they were deployed to Iraq. David had already been there for awhile seeing how he was an Officer and had volunteered to go to Iraq but Joseph and Aaron had only been in the military for a little over two years. Things were scary as hell over there but they had each other to depend on as well as the other men and women in their battalion. Slowly his thoughts became darker though as the day of their death flashed in his mind and the only reason he was jerked out of them was because he caught someone walking up the bleachers toward him. Aaron said nothing though, instead ignored them, hoping that they’d go away and not bother him.
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Post by keely on Dec 14, 2009 17:35:48 GMT -5
it's easy to feel like you
DON'T NEED HELP, BUT IT'S HARDER TO WALK ON YOUR OWN
THE perfect idea came to Keely at midnight whilst sitting in her dorm, bored out of her skull. Late night ideas were common for Keely, especially those which included waking up Aiden and having a snowball fight in the middle of the night. The little blonde had no doubt that she would not be waking Aiden up however. Whenever she called him, he always seemed to be awake and bursting with energy, ready to do whatever crazy thing that Keely had come up with that time. However, the idea for that night would hardly be considered crazy. A snowball fight was a common idea, it may have been the time that would be considered crazy. It was early morning and it was freezing outside. However, that didn’t faze the blonde. She had plenty of warm clothing, including tons of hoodies and jackets and that she had been given by her brothers once they had become too small for them. Keely had been the same height since she was thirteen, so she had been receiving sweatshirts and such from her brothers for a long time. If one looked at her wardrobe, they would be shocked to see just how much men’s clothing she actually had. It was just sweatshirts though, sometimes older sweatpants. She was much too small to be receiving anything else. Besides, she didn’t care what she wore. She was not looking to impress people with an overly feminine wardrobe. Sure, she did own a few dresses and several skirts, but she wore shorts and jeans most of the time. It was rare to see the girl in anything but sneakers and heels were out of the question. Even as she neared twenty, she was still too much of a tomboy to consider heels and dressing up for no particular reason. That wasn’t Keely. She preferred comfort over style.
AFTER calling Aiden, they had agreed to meet on one of the fields. That may have seemed weird had anyone overheard that conversation, but Keely didn’t think it was so weird. She often came out in the middle of the night with Aiden for nothing more than a snowball fight. She quickly dressed, making sure she was nice and toasty warm, before leaving her dorm. Most people left at this time to go down some drinks and do something stupid that they’ll regret, but that wasn’t Keely. Nearing twenty, the girl still hadn’t drank, still hadn’t had sex and hadn’t done anything that was considered the ‘typical college experience’. She had her values and she was determined to keep them, no matter her location or her influences. She was a good girl and didn’t care who knew it. After dressing warmly, she dashed from her room, ready for a good snowball fight and perhaps making a late night visit to the cafe to get some hot chocolate. Nothing beat hot chocolate after a snowball fight. Keely strolled casually to the field, like it was nothing, which it kind of was to her. She liked what she was feeling. She felt so laidback, happy and calm. The time it took her to walk from her dorm to the field passed quickly. She was caught up in happy thoughts that it made doing anything quick and painless. She looked around for Aiden, sure that he’d beat her there. He always did. She saw a figure on the bleachers and she climbed, hoping it was her friend. “Aids!” she called, continuing with her approach. She froze as she realised it wasn’t Aiden. Of course, she wasn’t put off for long. “Sorry,” she chirped. “Thought you were my friend. It’s not often I see people out this late when we’re preparing to destroy each other with snowballs.”
[/b][/color][/font] aaron martinez / kelley STATUS nah, not done yet. WORD COUNT six hundred and twenty-two. OUTFIT check it outLYRIC CREDIT gift of a friend, demi lovato TEMPLATE CREDIT NIE SAYS RAWR ?! @ caution 2.0 NOTES outfit will come later.[/ul][/blockquote][/size][/font] |
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Post by aaron on Dec 15, 2009 20:10:35 GMT -5
i wanna heal, i wanna feel what i thought [/i][/size][/font][/color] WAS NEVER REAL, I WANNA LET GO OF THE PAIN- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
TAG: KEELY DUNN . LOCATION: ATHLETIC FIELD
OUTFIT: HERE . WORD COUNT: SIX SIXTY SIX
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/b][/center] Regret was something that this young man wasn’t too fond of but Aaron was starting to regret something that had happened earlier in the week. His run in with a girl that had a lot of optimism and was trying to show him that things were better than how he looked at it. He knew that he shouldn’t have tried to destroy what she thought just like he shouldn’t have tried to piss her off so he was at fault there and the young man knew it. Aaron wasn’t one of those guys who were too proud to admit when they were wrong but since he hadn’t spoken to her since that evening it was kind of hard to apologize. Instead he was left here trying to figure out what he would do when he saw her next, how he would apologize to her or even what he should say to her. Even if he figured that all out he knew how most women worked and knew that she probably wouldn’t even want to talk to him yet alone listen to his apology. “Good going, Martinez. Way to start fresh.” He thought to himself and shook his head slightly. This was ridiculous. He didn’t even know why he felt bad, he shouldn’t, should he? She had spoken her opinion and she hers but now he was sitting here thinking about that night and he felt bad about it. Aaron wished that he could have just kept his mouth shut, or well seeing how it was all online his thoughts to himself and talked about something else. Hopefully the young girl would eventually speak to him again, that was all he wanted. All he needed was five minutes to explain himself even if that was the last thing that the former Marine wanted to do but he knew it had to be done. His parents had always taught him to respect other people and their opinions but he hadn’t and now look at how things were fanning out. It would appear that in this case his parents had been right.
The cold air that was blowing outside barely affected the large college man as he sat there, staring at the field and the sky. His thoughts continued on in the same pattern they had been and he eventually slid his eyes closed and tried to focus on something else. His thoughts instead went to his childhood and one specific summer where his family had all been together and had went on a road trip. That was a good memory and one that he much rather have running through his mind than the depressing ones that seemed to like staying there. It wasn’t until he heard a voice call something out did pull his mind away from those thoughts and opened his eyes to see someone bounding up the bleachers toward him. He didn’t recognize the person at first but after he let his eyes wander over her he noticed who it was. “Keely, hey.
[/color]” He stated clearly as he moved his hands to either side of his body and he pushed himself up off the cold metal seat. “ I can see how that would be true.[/color]” He paused for a moment and moved his hands so that they were inside the pocket of his hooded sweatshirt. “ It’s a good place to come and think though, especially at this time.[/color]” Aaron managed to give her somewhat of a smile, at least it was as close to one that he could muster. “ Listen, I’m sorry about the other night. I was an asshole and I shouldn’t have said the things that I said.[/color]” It was a sincere apology and Aaron hoped that she would see that even if she didn’t know him that well. He knew it wasn’t the best apology that he could muster but it was the only thing that came to mind and he didn’t know how else to apologize other than with those simple words. [/justify][/blockquote][/size][/font] |
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