| Breaking Their Hold; Ipswich Family // Stratton Family | |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Apr 18 2009, 09:05 PM Post #11 |
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Slater had growled quietly in his throat when he saw his father and was extremely greatful for the fact that he looked so much like his mother. His mother that Cole killed once she tried to gain child support from him. Since then Slater was thrown into a wave of adoptive family after adoptive family and couldn't stand Cole for it. Though when Morgan switched her hold to his arm he slowly moved his hand to try and find hers, in search of some sort of comfort. Since meeting her, she had filled the void in his life, and had showed him the most love he had ever known. "I am not your son," Slater barked and locked his blue eyes on the man across the room from him. "You were nothing more than a God damn sperm doner and then a fucking murderer." Toryn had willingly handed his son to Tanya and then placed a small kiss atop his head. "He just ate, so please don't feed him anymore, Tanya." Toryn told her with a quiet chuckle and then watched as she walked away. Once his son was out of view Toryn had moved to step in between Travis and Celeste. "I don't think you heard her when she said that she didn't want to be around you anymore, you stupid, British fuck." Toryn told Travis is a stern tone. "So if you don't mind backing the fuck off," He finished and watched as the smaller vampire smirked up at him. "What did you say to me, monkey?" Travis asked Toryn and then chuckled once more to herself. "You ain't her fucking body guard and you ain't her fucking man, so back the fuck up off my woman." Travis told Toryn in the same stern tone he had been spoken to in. Travis wasn't about to hit Toryn, he knew that if he could get Celeste alone he could pressure her into coming with him, that, or he could just steal her. It'd be easy doing that and somehow Celeste always managed to seperate herself from everyone else. "I'm just talking to the damn broad and you getting all worked up and ready to explode obviously shows that you must be worried that Celeste here would leave you for the man with the bigger dick." Although Tanya had left the room, James remained to supervise everything that went on inside the room. He knew that she'd be back soon anyways, it was almost time for Toryn Jr.'s nap and Tanya would obviously rush back, not wanting to be cornered by Cole. James had already broken something of that sort up in the kitchen before. Listening to both conversations had grown to be a challenege and so for now, he just made sure no one threw punches. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Apr 18 2009, 09:19 PM Post #12 |
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"Stop it," Celeste said in a meek tone, talking to both of the men who were ready to start World War III for her. She didn't want Toryn hurt, even though he would win the fight, it didn't mean he would come out of it without a scratch. "Just fucking stop." This time, Celeste's voice mustered more volume to it and she pulled Toryn back towards her. He needed to be here to keep her from running and hiding in a corner somewhere, crying herself into oblivion. "I'm in love with Toryn, not you Travis. I was with you because I was an idiotic teenager who thought she needed you but I don't anymore." When Celeste heard Toryn Jr crying for his mother, Celeste glanced towards Toryn and then to the bedroom. In the next instant, she darted past everyone to the bedroom where Tanya had taken her son. "Slater, there's no need to be so nasty," Cole said, in the calmest tone of voice he could muster as he turned his attention to his son and folded his arms across his chest. "That was so long ago and I've changed since then. Can't we put that all behind us?" Of course Cole hadn't changed but what did it matter? It was then that Cole realized his son was a vampire, though he had noticed it before. "And how the hell did you become a vampire?" Cole questioned before his eyes darted towards Morgan with a small glare. "Mr. Stratton, it was for his own good and with all due respect, he is a grown man who can make his own decisions. Nothing was forced upon him and I take good care of him," Morgan explained with a small smile as her hands gave Slater's a tight squeeze, holding one of his large hands between two of her own to give him comfort. Of course, Morgan knew she didn't owe Slater's father any sort of explanation but she still felt as if she needed to explain for some odd reason. Tanya handed Toryn off to Celeste when she came into the room. When he complained to his mother that he was scared, Tanya smiled softly and placed a hand on Celeste's shoulder. "I'll go get his little black bear that he loves. He left it upstairs in my room, I believe," Tanya murmured quietly before giving her daughter a tender peck on the cheek. She then made her way up the back staircase, to her room to grab Toryn Jr's favorite stuffed animal. The toy that could always calm him down. |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Apr 18 2009, 09:37 PM Post #13 |
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"Well now, if you'll excuse me, I left my scotch in the other room." Travis told the remainder of the people in the room once Celeste had left and then moved into the dining room. Once he was in there he moved through the doorway on the opposite wall and began to follow Celeste's scent. Once he finally had and then moved into the bedroom, he shut the door behind him and locked it. "Oh, Celeste, you are in for it now." Travis told her as he moved across the room with a smirk on his face. Once he made it to her, he took the child from her arms, tossed him onto the bed, and then gripped her face with his hand roughly. "No, Morgan, you owe him nothing. Not an explaination, not respect, not even a glance his way. He is scum and will always be scum. He probably has sixty children in this world and has never cared for one of them." Slater spat and kept his eyes narrowed at Cole. "You may think your powerful because you bring a man around who assumes he can control my sister, and you may think your powerful because you're a vampire, but you're nothing. You will never be anything, and if you fucking come around here again I will pull you to pieces myself." Slater threatened, though he meant exactly what he said, he promised that to Cole. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Apr 18 2009, 09:46 PM Post #14 |
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When Celeste felt Travis' hand on her face, she backed up until her back pressed against a wall and she stared at him with wide eyes. The last thing she wanted was for her son to see anything Travis was going to do. "Travis," Celeste grunted through his tight and painful hold. "Just, just let Toryn Jr. go and...and I'll do anything you want just don't let him see anything, don't hurt him. Please." Celeste wasn't sure if Travis would listen or not. He was a very stubborn man and if he wanted to kill her right here in front of Toryn, he would do it just because he could. "Just...let's leave the room or let him leave it." Celeste kept her voice calm, for her son's sake more than anything else. She wasn't going to allow Travis to hurt Toryn, no matter what it took. "I'll do anything." "I am owed some fucking respect," Cole spat as he took a step towards Slater, obviously pissed off now. "I am biologically your father, just as I am Celeste's. Even if you two hate me, you are tied to me until the day your bodies become one with the earth. Make no mistake, Slater Stratton, you are part of what I am. Making yourself an immortal only made you more like me in the end. Murderer is what you are as well." Morgan growled deep underneath her breath when Cole called Slater a murderer. He was nothing of the like. Vampires killed only because they had to feed to survive. If not for that, she knew most of her family wouldn't kill innocent humans. After all, each of her siblings as well as herself had loved humans in a romantic way as well as formed friendships with them. |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Apr 18 2009, 10:01 PM Post #15 |
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"You know what I want, Celeste." Travis told her with another smirk and a small chuckle. "And here, I'll show you how that bastard's son won't watch a thing." Travis told Celeste and then picked up the child by his shirt and twisted the knob to the closet door. After placing the kid down in there he closed the door and moved back over to her. "You are mine, you always will be mine. No more of I love that monkey shit. You never used to be so damn defiant. We'll have to change that." Travis told her and then pushed her back down onto the bed. "I am not a fucking murderer!" Slater screamed so that it could be heard through out the entire house. "I have never murdered anyone! I never take an innocent's life!" Slater barked at Cole and then broke away from Morgan to rush over to him. "You will never be my father." Slater told him in a harsh tone and stared down at him. "A fater is a man who loves his children and you are never going to be that. You view your children as your pawns and because of that I am not yours. I will never see you after this, and when I have children of my own, they will not be your children. You are nothing to me." Slater continued and then turned away from Cole, putting his back to him as he folded his arms across his chest. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Apr 18 2009, 10:10 PM Post #16 |
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As Celeste's back hit the mattress of the bed, she had a thousand memories come rushing back to her mind. Memories of nights she had chosen to long forget because of how Travis had tormented her so. Celeste wasn't that afraid, if Toryn was just in the other room, he would come running if she screamed. She just wanted to wait for the right moment to scream so that Toryn would kill Travis for touching his woman. "Travis, please. I'm begging you don't do this," Celeste whispered, pleading with him. She didn't want to scare Toryn Jr, so she didn't say anything above a whisper yet. She wouldn't make a sound until she screamed for Toryn. When Travis climbed on top of her and began to touch her in a way that made her stomach churn. "Travis, stop," Celeste muttered in a defiant tone as she closed her eyes when his hand ripped open the front of her jeans. "Boy, learn some mother fucking respect!" Cole shouted before he grabbed his son's shoulder roughly and jerked him around so that they were now face to face again. It was then that Cole reared his hand back and punched Slater square in the face, right where his nose was placed on his face. No child of his was going to talk like that and get away with it, Cole wasn't having shit like that from anyone but especially his children. "I gave life to you! The least you could do is be grateful for that!" |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Apr 18 2009, 10:28 PM Post #17 |
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Travis didn't listen to Celeste as he continued to move on top of her and then pulled back to whisper in her ear. "Scream or try to run and I will kill the kid. The monkey can't get up here faster then I can get to that closet." Travis threatened her and then chuckled as he went about removing her top. He'd teach her how to respect him and of course, let himself receive pleasure in more than one way. Once Cole's fist made contact with his nose he heard it snap and then felt the blood being to come from his nostrils. With a growl deep down in his throat he charged at Cole and tackled him down. His large fists came at Cole's face nonstop and never made any intention of lightening up. "I'm fucking greatful that my mother gave birth to me. I'm fucking greatful she raised me as best she could. I'm fucking greatful I have a mother now. And I'm fucking greatful I have someone that loves me. I will never be fucking greaful that you were the sperm doner that created me, but I will never fucking let that hold me back!" Slater screamed at Cole as the hail of his fists continued to smash Cole's face. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Apr 18 2009, 10:38 PM Post #18 |
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Celeste knew what Travis said was true. The closet was a few steps over and as her son cried from the dark closet, she felt her heart breaking into pieces. Toryn was downstairs with the group but surely it wouldn't be long before he would realize that Travis wasn't returning. "Then just fucking hurry up so I can go back downstairs and tell Toryn you fucking raped me again," Celeste muttered before she spat a mouthful of spit right into his face. This was, by no means running or screaming but it would surely only make things worse for her. Regardless, Celeste wasn't going to just lay here and let him fuck her. Cole felt his nose shatter and then his jaw pop out of place with Slater's continuous blows. Quickly, Cole shoved his son off of him and rose to his feet. After kicking his son in the side as hard as he possibly could, Cole placed a hand on his jaw and snapped it back in place, spitting blood out onto the carpet as he watched his son's sire run to his side to take care of him. Cole had nothing else to say, he just wanted to tear into Slater again but stopped himself from continuing to do so. |
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| Slater Stratton | Apr 20 2009, 07:47 PM Post #19 |
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Travis only laughed at her comment. She was not in the right mind because he knew she wanted it. She always wanted it. She just knew she couldn't handle it and that's why she took off. Why she denied him. Travis always knew he was too much for this human to handle, but turning her would even the sides slightly. "It's not rape when you want it, Celeste." Travis crooned as he slowly began to undo her jeans and then slide them from her body. Though, when she spat in his face, he growled loudly and ripped the clothing from her body. Slater had jumped back to his feet after he moved his hands to his side for a brief second. He was in pain but he refused to let that stop him, he wanted to see Cole's pieces burn, especially the piece that created him. With a growl Slater felt a set of strong arms and he glanced up to see James' compassionate face staring down at him. "No, my son," James said quietly before he released Slater's broad shoulders and then smiled slightly when he nodded. James had been more of a father to half the people in this family than their own fathers had been and he was proud to say so. James was definately a people person. When he saw Slater turn around and go sit on the steps he finally turned to face Cole. "I'd like it if you and your friend left my house now. You've caused enough turmoil for the time being and it'd be nice to savor in what's left of the day." |
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| Celeste Stratton | Apr 20 2009, 08:08 PM Post #20 |
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"I never want this from you, Travis," Celeste grunted through clenched teeth as she began to struggle beneath Travis' hold, her hands pressed firmly to his chest to push him from off of the top of her. Now that she realized she couldn't scream for fear of her son's life, she went with her second plan of fighting Travis, something she hadn't done since the first time he had raped her. It had ended even worse for her that day and she feared the same now but was not going to let him get away with this so easily this time. Morgan watched James as he calmed Slater and it brought a small smile to her lips. She was much happier when Slater was happy, he was her life. Morgan wanted so badly to get a hold on Cole but withheld herself when her father approached the man. Morgan then took a few steps back and sat next to her Slater, the whole time she never took her eyes from Cole. "Your house?" Cole asked as he slid his hands into the front pockets of his black slacks. "Excuse me?" Cole began to chuckle and shook his head. "If I do remember correctly, I bought this house for my dear Tanya two years ago when she and Celeste first moved to America. And who the hell are you to tell me where to go or when to leave?" As Tanya entered the living room frantic and searching for James, Cole growled deep in his throat. "You've already staked your claim on something else I own, James." |
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