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Post by Blaine~ on Dec 19, 2010 17:58:46 GMT -8
Nodding, Blaine shrugged, watching the movie silently before looking at Ali. "Mommy" had a very... dangerous job. Settling into the couch, the Dalton Academy kid rolled his shoulders slightly, chewing on his lower lip. Very uncomfortable now...
Having the thought of one of his good friends running around with sleezy men... Using drugs and alcohol to probably block it all out. Maybe his perspective of Ali might've been contorted, as he always tried to see the best in people... But, atleast Blaine was there to make her feel like a normal teenager, even if she did want to spoil him like he was a child.
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Post by Ali Cortez on Dec 19, 2010 18:12:47 GMT -8
Ali settled into watching the movie with him, but groaned when she heard the bell ring. She excused herself to get the door, and internally sighed to see one of her frequent customers standing on the step. She quickly turned to check on Blaine, then quietly pulled her client in and sent him straight to the bedroom. With an internal sigh, she went over to Blaine and quietly told him that she'd be right back and that he could help himself to anything he wanted. Then she disappeared--but she did return after only fifteen minutes, including ensuring that her client drove away safely. She sat back down next to her friend, but kept a certain distance from him... He knew what she'd just been doing... would he want to touch her after that... or be anywhere near her, for that matter? Probably not. She slipped farther away from him and kept to herself self-consciously, not really paying attention to the movie.
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Post by Blaine~ on Dec 19, 2010 18:16:54 GMT -8
As soon as the doorbell rang, Blaine's head turned quickly, watching Ali wlak to the door. He had seen the man sneak into the bedroom. Shifting about on the couch, the teenager held his glass of Coke close to his face, trying to pre-occupy himself with the movie, with anything than the thought of Ali and the man in her bedroom.
When she returned, he watched her keep her distance, his skin crawling with the thought that she had been under a man just minutes ago. Looking at the screen, he couched uncomfortably, then rubbed his nose, then eyes... scratched the back of his neck. Why did she have to go and do that right THEN?
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Post by Ali Cortez on Dec 19, 2010 18:21:24 GMT -8
Of course it made him uncomfortable. Even just the knowledge of her "second job" made a lot of people uncomfortable. Ali sighed and got up. "I'm gonna take a shower," she said quietly... and so she did. She was in there for quite a while, just scrubbing herself until she was red, then standing in the water, crying. Finally, she managed to make herself turn the water off, made herself put on her pajamas. Forced herself to go to the kitchen, grab another beer, and return to her place beside Blaine, though she still put up that invisible wall. "...Sorry," she finally murmured, almost inaudible.
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Post by Blaine~ on Dec 19, 2010 18:33:57 GMT -8
Blaine watched her leave in silence, his eyes pricking and itching with tears that he dared not to fall. Closing his eyes, the boy held his head in his hands, shaking it slightly as he waited for Ali to return. He felt just as dirty as she did, and he wanted to shower, too! Finishing his drink, he reached out for the beer and quickly drinked it before Ali returned to the couch.
By the time she sat down, he was already feeling a small buzz coming on. "Ali, why right now, while I'm at your house?" He asked bluntly, though moved over to hug her, his eyes watery again. Right now, he didn't care about the movie... he just wanted to talk this would with Mommy Ali.
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Post by Ali Cortez on Dec 19, 2010 18:44:52 GMT -8
Ali twitched slightly and looked at his empty beer bottle. "I-I need the money," she replied simply. "And he won't leave unless I..." She trailed off and shrugged. The hug surprised her, but she returned it, though hesitantly. "I'm sorry... I really am. I should have waited until after you left... If you never want to come over again, I understand... I'm never off the clock, so... we'd probably be interrupted... I'm sorry. You want to leave, don't you? Go ahead. I won't be offended..." But she'd be deeply upset... but he didn't need to know that.
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Post by Blaine~ on Dec 19, 2010 18:56:06 GMT -8
Shaking his head, Blaine hugged her tightly, petting her hair. "I'm not gonna leave, Ali. If I have to, I'll stay here and let you have time off. I'll keep the men away." His near-drunken banter was loud and slurred, though it was heartfelt and what he really felt. "If you're my 'mommy', then I have to take care of you. You're my friend, I'm gonna help with your problems."
He loosened his grip slightly, only enough so he could pull away and look at her with his blurry, watery eyes. "You're my friend. I'm gonna come over whenever you need me, and whenever I can so I can protect you." Blaine gave a weak smile, a single tear streaking down his cheek. "I love you, Mommy Ali."
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Post by Ali Cortez on Dec 19, 2010 19:21:54 GMT -8
Ali wasn't really sure how to respond, so she just stayed silent for a while, taking it in. Blaine was taller than her--much taller, and had more mass aside from that, yet he was buzzed from one beer, and she'd had three with no effects. Damn, she had to build these gay boys' alcohol tolerance up. She started getting uncomfortable, though. "I-I... They're my problems, I can take care of them on my own... Y-you don't have to do that--" And then he said those words. Those three words. Now Ali was really uncomfortable. She reminded herself that he was just short of drunk, that he didn't mean it. "E-er... m-maybe... watch the movie," she stammered, turning his attention to the TV. Anything to get him and his mind off of her. "I'll be right back," she said after a moment, and she freed herself and went to her room, closing the door behind her. Fiyero eagerly whined for attention, then looked disappointed when all he got was a slight brush of her fingers. She sat down on the bed, shaking, crying. Why did she have such an issue with those three words?
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Post by Blaine~ on Dec 19, 2010 19:26:06 GMT -8
Blaine watched her carefully, a scowl on his face. He was her friend, and he cared for her. Watching her leave, the teen took a moment before standing and going to her door. Knocking, he leaned against the wood, frowning. "Ali, let me in. I want to talk to you, cause I wasn't done." The gay boy knocked again, frowning as he pressed his forehead against the cool surface. "Let me talk with you, Ali... please?"
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Post by Ali Cortez on Dec 19, 2010 19:29:10 GMT -8
Ali looked up and quickly wiped away her tears. "U-um... sure! Come in!" She quickly locked Fiyero in her bathroom before Blaine came in, then sat back down on her bed and waited, wiping away the tears that just wouldn't stop.
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Post by Blaine~ on Dec 19, 2010 19:35:34 GMT -8
Blaine entered, looking up at Ali. Despite how grossed out he was by the bed, he sat down next to her. "Ali, you're my friend, okay? Your problems are my problems," he sounded a little mad, almost frustrated. "I want to help you, I do..." He murmured, rubbing his own eyes before wiping her tears away. "But you have to help me help you... and you have to let me help you." Frowning, he put his hands in his lap before looking at the wall. "I'm gonna try and help you, like it or not."
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Post by Ali Cortez on Dec 19, 2010 19:53:39 GMT -8
Ali sighed and nodded in acceptance. She winced at his touch, but didn't move away... just kept crying. "Blaine, I appreciate this... really, I do, I just... I know I have some serious problems... but you're not going to help them, and if you tried there's a chance you might just make it all worse. I need someone I want to stop for... someone worth that effort. You're one of my best friends, and I love you... you're like a brother to me... but you're not that person."
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Post by Blaine~ on Dec 19, 2010 20:04:11 GMT -8
"But you're my friend, and I'm gonna try to help with your problems. They're my problems, too! Reguardless if you want me there, I'm always here." Blaine murmured, still looking away from her. "I won't sleep until I find this one person, then. I'll do anything to keep you out of harm's way, Ali..." Standing up now, he began to pace. Dragging his feet slightly, he began to stumble slightly, his head beginning to hurt. After a moment, he looked at the closed bathroom door. "Why do you lock up your dog?"
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Post by Ali Cortez on Dec 19, 2010 20:08:00 GMT -8
"...I think you should sleep," she said after a moment of watching him. "We can talk about this later. Not that there's anything to talk about, but anyway. Lay down, please. Don't worry, the sheets are clean... I don't use this room for... that." She looked at the bathroom door when he did and shrugged. "He jumps and stuff. And he'll bite you if he sees you touch me. So I put him away when I have company. If he sees you sleep with me, though, he won't bother you. And I mean 'sleep with' in a completely nonsexual way."
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Post by Blaine~ on Dec 19, 2010 20:14:20 GMT -8
Blaine frowned, though sat down on the bed, brushing away a few more tears. "Ali, I want you to be okay... I don't want you to hurt..." Shrugging out of his Dalton Academy jacket, he pushed off his shoes and laid down on the bed. "I've been bit by a dog before. It's fine." Yawning, the 'drunk' teen closed his eyes with a scowl, looking up at his friend. "Just tell me why you got into all this... You didn't have to, ya know. You coulda worked at Breadstix, or at the ice cream please." His mind growing continuously fuzzy, Blaine closed his eyes. "G'night, Mommy Ali..."
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