you're a crazy bitch[May]

[sasha marii heart]

As she stuck a cigarette in her mouth, May looked at Belle with a quirked eyebrow before going back to her purse in search of a lighter. Her bag rather.. She didn't like to refer to as a purse because it wasn't really a purse. She had made this bag out of a pair of her fathers old jean shorts. Her mother had been furious, but May loved it. It reminded her of her dad everyday and she would always use this bag. Even when it rips, May just sews it up.

"I fucking hate how they call them 'problems'" She mumbled through her cigarette as she tried to fight the wind to light it. Taking it out of her mouth and holding it in the typical, two finger manner crossed her legs and looked at Belle.

"Why are they problems? It isn't like I chose this shit. I'm not acting out for the pure enjoyment of the shit people give me. it's serious, you know?" May shrugged again and stuck the cigarette back in her mouth lighting it successfully.

[aimee]

Belle made a face when May started to smoke, she didn't like cigarettes(it ruined your image and she was all about maintaining herself). She silently put her books into her bag, it was a normal bag. Nothing special, okay well it was expensive but that was it. She didn't particularly care for it or anything like that.Her mom bought it for her when she came back home. Sometimes she thought her parents didn't care she was back and were just going through the motions.

She cringed when she heard her curse, but she wasn't going to correct her. She was in no need of a fight, "I know what you mean. I hate it." She shook her head slightly and looked up at the sky. She couldn't help what had happened to her, she didn't mean to get kidnapped that day. She didn't want to be a prostitute. That was the least of her worries back then and no it was what happened.

"I totally agree," she said to May with a nod. "No one choses to do the things they did. Okay well some like people could of not done drugs or alcohol but some of us..well we didn't have any choice." She looked down remembering her choices, could she of chosen not to be a prostitute? Could she of not been what she is now? No, it was forced and okay so she began to like it, but that was her body's reaction. She couldn't control that either. Could she?

[sasha marii heart]

"Yeah, for sure" She agreed, shoving some more hair from her face and taking another hit from her cigarette. "LIke, I didn't chose the personality bullshit, but I guess the meth is my fault. but seriously? What the fuck else was I suppose to do? It's the only way I had to deal ya know? My mom is a fucking joke, and her fantastic boyfriend was too busy trying to have sex with me or hitting my mom. No one even knew that I had a problem until I went mental on some guy at school" She shrugged, bending her leg to be more comfortable on the table top.

What had happened at school wasn't clear to Sasha because really she didn't even have a clue what had happened. apparently another personality had taken over and Sasha just blacked out. The kid ended up in the hospital though, and it was confusing because the kid was a good size. and by good size, he was big. Really big. Maybe even huge and the fact that Sasha's small 90 something pound body had taken him out was crazy to even think about.

"But I guess thats what they do when something can't really be explained or understood. They hide and tuck it away so the world doesn't know. So I guess were kinda like an area 51 for teenagers" She laughed a little bit before shaking her head.

[aimee]

Belle nodded in agreement, "I know. It's not like I could of controlled being kidnapped? I mean I was a freshman. What was a cheerleader never taught self defense supposed to do? Scream?" She did scream, no one came and it was upsetting because now here she was addicted to sex. Whoop. Best thing ever.

"Okay if it was a normal situation and i was addicted to sex then i guess I'll understand. but I mean I couldn't control the situation and I'm trying to get better." She shrugged and smiled, "I guess the world doesn't want us anymore."

Laughing at Sasha's words she smiled, "Yup Exactly. And it's not like i'm doing anything that'll hurt me. I'm not drinking or on drugs. I wish they'd leave me alone."

[sasha marii heart]

May raised her eyebrows at the girl as she talked. Belle had been kidnapped? Well that really sucks. May didn't like her home sense her dad had died, but she had to hope that it was better then being kidnapped. But still, Belle was here and alive. Yeah, she might be a little fucked up now, but the fact that she still breathes is somewhat hard to believe. A lot of people that are kidnapped don't live to very long.

"Well your still alive, so I mean your lucky" She said it, and even though it might have been rude the way she had just said it didn't matter to May. She said what she thought, and was straight forward. Some people didn't like that about her, but that was a quality that her dad had taught her and she would live up to her true self as much as she could.

Belle mentioned that she was addicted to sex just then, and May literally dropped the cigarette from her mouth.

"Fuck!" she yelled as the end of it came into contact with the hand that she had been resting on her knee. "Son of a bitch!" May shook her hand for a moment, then looked up at Belle with a look that showed how pissed she was. Now her doctor was going to think she was burning herself. fantastic.

"How in the hell can a person be addicted to sex? that is seriously the stupidest shit I have ever heard.." May shook her head as she stuck the burnt part of her hand into her mouth.

[aimee]

Belle didn’t like to think about her past, it upset her. It was the stupidest past in the universe and when people bring it up she just wants to kill herself. Not literally of course. She isn’t like that, hell she loved herself too much.

“Yeah I guess that’s true but I don’t know.” She shrugged and looked at the ground in the need to escape this dreaded conversation. She didn’t like talking about her past, or her present. God she didn’t even know about her future. She rubbed her arm in need of an escape until she heard Sasha scream.

This was the thing she had always felt would happen. Judgement, something she never wanted. She didn’t mean to get addicted. Fuck it she was trying to get better.

She flinched under May’s gaze and her eyes flitted towards the ground. Why did this have to happen? To her of all people? She was always nice was it God’s wish to kill her or something. Fuck.

“Well it’s true,” she said softly. “I don’t want to but I do all at the same time. It’s confusing.”

[sasha marii heart]

"Belle, it's called self control." Her hand hurt, and she shook it out again,trying to shake away the pain from the burn of the cigarette. She didn't have a very high pain tolerance and that was saying something seeing as two of her alters had a thing for getting hit in the face. May couldn't tell anyone how many times she had had black eyes or bruised ribs. She got a broken nose once, and more then a few times May had to wear a cast on some part of her body. She didn't really understand why was always getting hit, seeing as normally she didn't do anything. Just a part of her life by now, she was getting use to it.

"Your not the only here that has a hard time with their problem babe" She sighed, and with a slight shrugg May stuck her burn back into her mouth with a slight laugh. "Hmm... I injured myself for once" That fasinated her for some reason. It was a completely new thought to her and she laughed again before looking back at Belle.

"I mean it's hard yeah, but you have to find the strength within' your self. No one can help you, you have to help yourself. And even with all the medication they shove down my throat, I find myself doing all of the hard work. you can't on people to fix you, you have to fix yourself and rather it's a real problem or not I guess isn't the point"

May looked at her again with a slight shrugg

[aimee]

I'm so addicted to
All the things you do

Now this was making Belle angry, her past and problem were the few things that actually pissed her off. And she was really hated talking about and she stood up angirly. "Okay I know that. I'm working on my self control."

She really didn't want to be here anymore, she seemed so dirty again. Her self-esteem was bad and she didn't like feeling dirty, her mother had called her a whore before they sent her here. So now, anytime she thinks about anything to do with her being a whore(even if the word is never used) she gets angry at more herself then anyone else.

She sighed lightly, "I know that. I know I'm not just going to be fixed in five seconds. I'm trying and its hard but whatever." She sat back down when May shrugged, feeling less angry at May but more angry on herself for being a stupid idiot.

when you're going down on me
in between the sheets

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