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Hunter Sommer ([info]texasranger) wrote in [info]blueridgeau,
@ 2012-07-05 10:48:00


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Characters: Everybody.
Setting: Night of July 4th, 2012; Sera & Hunter's apartment.
Content: NSFW! It's a party bitches, you know how we do.
Summary: Fourth of July rager at Hunter and Sera's in the middle of the week.


Honestly, Hunter could really care less that it was a Wednesday, smack in the middle of the week. It was the best holiday ever, and shit like that only ever came once a year. She had been preparing for the fourth for a number of weeks now, getting supplies and trying to figure out a way to make the apartment a little bigger. There had to be some spell for making rooms larger. She couldn't think of celebrating a holiday was essentially about drinking beer and barbeque without.. well, drinking beer and barbequing. She had invested lots of Sera's money into brews and steaks.

Once the apartment was decorated in obnoxious amounts of red, white, and blue, Hunter had set up her grill on the front lawn of their building. Much to the annoyance of her landlord and fellow tenants as more and more kids were showing up. Some people were upstairs pre-drinking already, but she was most curious where Michi and Charlie were. Probably off somewhere distracted by their whiny girlfriends, no doubt. Jenny was hot, and Tatum could be a real peach, but they were pretty annoying and always in the damn way of brotherly bonding time. And nothing was more American or brotherly than a good rager on the fourth of July.


Oh well, she figured as she continued grilling and watched more cars pulling up along the already crowded curb, at least one of them would bring drugs, and maybe Jenny would bring her hot sister. Hunter had always wanted to be in the middle of that, even if they were dumb bitches.


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Tatum/Rath
[info]ojandtostitos
2012-07-09 09:25 pm UTC (link)
She was unphased by his gruff response, folding her arms over her chest and eyeing him critically. "Handies are totally a legitimate sale," Tatum informed him, rolling her eyes and trying not to let it show how much he was bothering her. He did smell like weed, and that was enticing, but she didn't entirely buy the excuse. People were doing drugs all over the house, so there was something more to it than that. "Why you hidin' out here with it though, if you're so innocent? Meeting with the rest of the Young Republicans?" she asked.

She tensed up as he questioned why she was there, narrowing her eyes a bit. "Excuse me?" she sniffed. "I'm older than you. Why are you here? It's a school night," she informed him. His nickname for Sera did make her smirk though, despite her want to stay looking pissed off. It was one thing they did frequently share a laugh over. "Yeah, but she's older than you too, so you can leave her alone too. She's with Hunter."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-07-09 09:37 pm UTC (link)
He sneered at her and rolled his eyes. "Real fuckin' classy," he growled, crossing his arms over his chest. "For yer information I don't like sharin' when it comes to weed. If you pull out a joint at a party like this, a million kids are on yer ass all beggin' for a hit," he lied. He had been trying so hard to smother any hint that something might be off about his sneaking off to smoke. He only prayed no one knew who he was with.

"Well y'all got that damn deadbeat for a dad and yer fuckin' ruffian girlfriend with her damn posse of idiots Tate," he said flailing his arms. "Y'all got a baby to take care of an'... an' damn it why ya gotta make it so hard on me when I'm just tryin' to do good by you?!" He covered his mouth quickly, trying not to let anything else slip. He had been working for years on his gruff, unattached exterior but it had been killing him. The internal struggle was just about all he could deal with; having disappointed Tatum was just another layer.

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Tatum/Rath
[info]ojandtostitos
2012-07-09 09:54 pm UTC (link)
"Classy is my middle name," she informed him. Tatum definitely couldn't argue with his point about smoking a joint at a party. Your green only went so far when you had twenty kids trying to stealing a half a gram here and a quick hit there. "Whatever," she settled for, deciding to let it slide for now.

"Sam's not a deadbeat and Mich isn't a ruffian," she practically shouted, getting riled up all over again. She couldn't argue, however, that her girlfriend's friends were definitely a posse of idiots. "Don't tell me how to take care of my baby," the redhead added, for what felt like the hundredth time since this whole thing had begun. "I'll worry about her, I don't need anybody else for that," she muttered.

"You make it hard on yourself," she told him, making her way over to sit down on some of the beat up looking patio furniture. "Don't act like you're just some.. nice guy who takes a bad rap when you're always so fucking saintly. You've fucked me over good, more than once. Her, too. Just because I'm knocked up now and you think it's your like.. Christian duty or whatever to make sure I'm doing alright, I assure you, I'm fine. I get by."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-07-09 10:07 pm UTC (link)
He was relieved when she let it drop for once, hoping that he had done enough to remain inconspicuous.

"Well maybe it's you I'm fuckin' worried about," he said dropping his arms to his sides uselessly. "Maybe I know you can take care of your kid but I know ya aint gonna take care of your damn self."

He followed her, a bit like a puppy dog and sat down in front of her, staring at the ground. "I aint nice," he said without looking up. "And lord knows I aint saintly neither," he muttered. He knew he should have just told Seth to drive off.

"I shoulda fuckin' left already. I know ya both hate me, I can't fuckin' blame ya. Hell! I hate me. I just..." his fist clenched into balls at his sides. "Fuck it," he mumbled. "You don't give a fuck, why bother?"

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Tatum/Rath
[info]ojandtostitos
2012-07-09 10:22 pm UTC (link)
She was caught off guard by his sudden admission of care, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows a little as he sat down in front of her. Was he feeling alright? He was right that ever since she had gotten pregnant, or had at least known about it, the baby had been her number one concern. She might have pushed herself too hard sometimes, but it was worth it in the end. "Is this about my work or something? Because I can handle that too," she murmured. Working for Emma and Ruby was dangerous, but great money.

Tatum stared at him as broke down a little, taking her by surprise again. She wasn't sure what to say to him, really, and she found herself staring down at her sneakers instead. "I don't hate you. I should, but I don't for some.. reason that I'm convinced is at least partially biological. I can't hate you, even when you're a piece of shit," she told him, sighing loudly. "You're my little brother, fag."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-07-09 10:35 pm UTC (link)
"It's dangerous out there. Fuckin'... half these scumbags wouldn't mind throwin' you in a fuckin' ditch and takin' ya for all your worth. An' I know what you're gonna say, you're gonna say it's worth it, well it god damn aint worth a thing if you're dead, alright," he couldn't quite look at her. "It's just fuckin' scary..." he trailed off. "An' I know you wouldn't have to if I hadn't fucked up or if dad..." he sighed and shook his head. "We all fucked up," he had been trying so hard to stand on the ground he had been taught to stand on but it felt like it was all slipping away from him. He could feel himself falling, there was no coming back from it either.

"I don't hate you either," he said gently. His whole body twitched when she called him a fag though. "Why y'all gotta do that?" he snapped. He covered his face with his hands and forced himself to take a few deep breaths. "Why we gotta be so fucked up T?"

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Tatum/Rath
[info]ojandtostitos
2012-07-09 11:47 pm UTC (link)
"You think I don't know that?" Tatum muttered back, still unable to really look at him either. She thought about it all the time. Emma herself was quite fond of flashing her gun around, and she'd be lying if she said she hadn't seen a person or two shot. But that was just the business. "Don't talk about him," she snapped about their father, lifting her head finally. "He's the last person I need. I would never-- I'd never let my daughter be anywhere near him."

It was easy to get riled up when it came to Michael Donnelly. "Do you know what he wanted to do? He said we could just-- make it go away, quietly he said. He wanted me to go away, have her, and just.. give her away and come home like nothing happened. Like she never happened. That was his final offer, what kind of shit is that? It's my problem, and I'll fix it. I'd rather do this than have his help."

She trailed off for a moment, nodding her head. "We did, didn't we?" she sighed. "I'm not a very good big sister," she admitted. Before she knew it though, she was getting worked up again, tensing up in her chair as he snapped at her. "I dunno. Maybe our parents spent too much time trying to teach us how to act picture perfect instead of acting like ourselves. Accepting us."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-07-10 12:27 am UTC (link)
"I know ya aint stupid," he nodded, leaning back against the chair. "It's just fucked up is all..." he was completely derailed when Tatum got all riled up over Michael.

"I know," he said rubbing his face with his hands. Michael Donnelly was a terrible father for what he had done to Tatum, but what did that make him? He just sat back and let it happen, didn't raise a damn finger, even when he knew it was wrong. "You're already a better mother than he ever was a father, now just ease up so that little girl don't get all that crazy strees on her," he said gently.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm sorry that I haven't been a better brother and I'm sorry that I've been a rotten little shit and I'm sorry that I'm hard to be around. I'm sorry I didn't stop him and I'm sorry that I tried to do what I thought was right... no... what they told me was right. It never felt right," he shook his head.

He took a deep breath. "I been tryin', I really have been but... I'm still so angry," he felt his fists clenching tight again. He couldn't explain to her why he was angry, he wasn't ready for any of that yet but at least he trying to get back to it. "I don't know what to do anymore, I don't know how to be."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]ojandtostitos
2012-07-10 12:59 am UTC (link)
"I'm tryin' not to put too much on her," Tatum admitted weakly, placing a hand protectively over her stomach for a moment. "But it's hard sometimes.. we got a lot of shit goin' on, my boo and me."

She almost couldn't believe what she was hearing, her brother straight up admitting to her that he was wrong, that their father was wrong. Apologizing for the way he treated her. He had been pretty awful in the past, but he seemed genuinely true about this. He had to be on something. "You mean that?" she asked him seriously.

"The only way to be, and I mean this with every bit of seriousness, is to be you.. trust me, you're not gonna be happy until you are. You might not be what dad wants you to be, but you'll be who you want you to be. If that makes sense," Tatum told him, smiling weakly. "I mean, we were raised to think gay people were like.. I don't know, these disgusting aliens. That's how it used to feel to me. But call it what you want, no matter what I got pounded into my brain, I've never been so happy as since I found that girl. There's no denying that, and it's not a choice, it's a fact."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-07-16 01:08 am UTC (link)
He put his hand over hers briefly while it was on her belly and smiled. "She been kickin? They say it's a good sign they kickin' 'round this time," he said.

He leaned back and nodded. "Every word of it," he said quietly, almost somberly. He didn't know if it was the weed but talking to Tatum, opening up to her; it was almost natural. "You... you think I liked talkin' to you the way I did? Actin' the way I did and watchin' you suffer? Damn near killed me," he muttered.

Rath's chest felt tight. Everything she said rang so true to him but he couldn't... just couldn't admit it. Being Rath Donnelly, someone who was in love with another man, was not someone he wanted to be; it was someone he was scared to be. "Aint ya scared?" he asked, staring at his shoes. He desperately wanted to ask more but he was too scared to tread that line.

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Tatum/Rath
[info]ojandtostitos
2012-07-16 06:49 pm UTC (link)
"Always kickin' once she gets a mind to start," Tatum smiled, biting her lip a little. She had been keeping up to date on all of her milestones, fretting over whether or not they were meeting them. Everything had been pretty much up to speed so far, and she was pleased with it. "Lettin' me know she's just hanging out," she laughed.

She was a little surprised at his words, suddenly feeling bad for being so harsh with him. Whether it was because he was wasted or not, he was being alright enough tonight. He had tried hard to be alright the last few months, but she hadn't really been giving him much of a chance. "You mean that? You sure seemed like you liked it," she murmured back.

Tatum hesitated for just a moment, before shaking her head. "With her? There's no way. She'd kick ass of anybody who even looked at me funny.. and if she couldn't handle 'em, we got Sam. I ain't scared about lovin' who I love, not anymore. I'm more scared about this little boo," she touched her belly again, "And admitting I was gay a lot sooner woulda solved that, right? I mean, I'm real happy now. But if I hadn't been trying so hard to be somebody I wasn't, I never woulda slept with Sam in the first place."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-07-16 07:13 pm UTC (link)
"That's good," he said quietly. Rath had been doing his research about pregnancy for a while and always trying to check in with anyone who knew Tatum to see how it was coming along. He hated that he just couldn't check in with her himself.

"I told ya once, I'll tell ya a million times before we die," he said looking at her plainly. "I hate myself. I hate the way I act like this huge asshole. Like... I should just fuckin' be happy but no, I can't," he shook his head. "I'll be a miserable old bastard til the day I die."

"Yeah well if Sam wasn't such a damn idiot he wouldn'ta got ya knocked up in the first place," he said simply. "Michiko is pretty bad ass though," he mumbled. "Don't you go tellin' her I said nothin' like that though."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]ojandtostitos
2012-08-06 09:00 pm UTC (link)
"It ain't your fault you're that way," Tatum murmured, folding her arms over her chest and slouching a little. "You're jus' a bit too much like daddy.. the most miserable old bastard that I know," the redheaded girl sighed. "I know you're trying to be.. different than that. It's hard to break that way of thinking. I know."

She cracked a smile at his comment about Michi, shaking her head. "My lips are sealed on the subject.. but you're damn right. She's my badass bitch," Tatum laughed weakly. "And if I'm not mistaken, I'm pretty sure.. y'know, it takes two to tango or whatever. It's not all Sam's fault."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-08-06 10:00 pm UTC (link)
"It's like... I can see everything I hate about him in me," he said quietly, turning his face skyward to look at the stars. "I don't know how to crush those little pieces of me, I don't know how to let go."

"Hey, I'm still yer little brother, I got every right to hate the idiot who knocked you up. It's like... my duty," he smiled ever so slightly.

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[info]ojandtostitos
2012-08-07 07:49 pm UTC (link)
"It gets like that," Tatum sighed, looking up at the sky as well. It had been the full moon just the night before, and it was waning a little now, but just looking up there left her with a somewhat unsettled feeling. Like the conversation about their father alone wasn't enough to unsettle her. "You have to crush them, or otherwise.. well, you'll be taken over by hate, won't you? Just like him. So if you're going to try to break away from him, now would be the time."

She cracked a little smile of her own, stepping forward just a bit to give his arm a little shove with her closed fist. "Whatever, douchebag. He's not an idiot, and that's exactly right, you're my little brother. I'm supposed to be looking out for you, if anything."

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Tatum/Rath
[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-08-12 11:09 pm UTC (link)
"I hate that bastard," he grumbled darkly, crossing his arms over his chest tight. "I aint never goin' back there," he growled. "Not after everything..." he shook his head. He didn't want to think about Maine and about his dad. He didn't want to think about the fucked up things that had gone on in that house since the day they were born.

Rath hated that the person in the mirror was so unrecognizable, that he was practically a stranger in his own right. Michael Donnelly had forced that boy back into his shell and wouldn't let him back out.

He cracked a little grin and nudged her back. "I aint needing no one to look after me. You the one who's always gettin' into trouble T." That was a bit of a lie. Rath was infamous for fighting and Sera had a little reputation of her own but Tatum seemed to have all of the bad things happen to her.

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Tatum/Rath
[info]ojandtostitos
2012-08-13 01:51 pm UTC (link)
"Then don't go back," Tatum told him simply, chewing her lip a little even as she said it. "Easy as that, what do you have to lose? He doesn't do anything for you except.. put you down and make you feel bad about yourself. That's not how parents are supposed to act with their kids," she added quickly, letting out a shaky exhale and fixing him with a serious expression. She didn't act like the big sister much, most people assumed she was the younger one, but now seemed like a proper time.

"Trouble finds me, that's not really my fault, it's just.. unfortunate circumstance," she defended herself quickly, pouting a little and rubbing her stomach. "Happy accidents."

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[info]rabbitrabbit
2012-08-18 04:36 pm UTC (link)
"Easy thing to say," he said pushing his hat down low and looking at her from under the brim. "We were raised to respect our elders and earn their respect. Seems like no matter what I do though, I'm lying to someone," he looked away, feeling a bump start to develop in his throat. "No matter how much it sucks though... I still want his approval."

"Happy accidents all the damn time momma cub," he said raising an eyebrow. "I don't know if everything can be considered happy though. I suppose as long as the end result is happy though..." he shrugged. "At least that makes one of us right?"

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