Post by Kiersten on Apr 15, 2023 21:18:00 GMT -6
I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waitin' in the dark
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I thought that you'd be here by now
Name: Ethan Craig Blakemore
Birthday: June 3
Age: 15
Grade: Freshman
Grade: Freshman
Orientation: Straight
Status: Single
Playby: Neels Visser No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
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I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
“Now, in regard to you Ethan, there is two choices,” Martin, laid the papers he’d been reading the Will Ethan’s father wrote up, and looked at him over his glasses. Ethan held his breath and waited to hear the bad news. That he was stuck with his stepmom for the rest of his life, the very thought sent his stomach rolling. “You can either attend boarding school or stay with Marianne.”
Martin sighed and shook his head. “She gave up rights to you a long time ago. I’m sorry.” And Ethan believed he was with how sadness had filled his old eyes hiding behind his glasses. He felt at that moment, his stepmother placed her hand on his knee, a feeling he knew all too well now, something he wished he didn’t. “That’s fine, Ethan can stay with me.” Marianne smiled, her ran running up and down his leg as if trying to soothe him, but it only made his blood run cold and his skin clammy with fear.
“No… I’ll. I’ll go to boarding school.” He stared straight ahead into Martin’s face, begging him to read his face, see the horrors in his eyes. His stepmothers hand went from soothing, to gripping his knee, hard. The thought of staying another moment with this woman, had him hoping to follow his dad in death instead. Martin eyes Ethan for a few minutes before nodding his head. “Alright, it’s decided. Now, there’s a few things Ethan and I need to discuss further, so Marianne if you don’t mind stepping out.” He smiled brightly to Ethan’s stepmom as he turned the page of the will, not even givin Marianne another glance.
Is anybody here I know It felt like a stab in the heart, even though his heart was basically nothing but mush now. “What about… My mom?” He swallowed the nervous lump in his throat, already knowing the answer. His mom had basically abandoned him for a new life, a new family, a new set of kids.
Martin sighed and shook his head. “She gave up rights to you a long time ago. I’m sorry.” And Ethan believed he was with how sadness had filled his old eyes hiding behind his glasses. He felt at that moment, his stepmother placed her hand on his knee, a feeling he knew all too well now, something he wished he didn’t. “That’s fine, Ethan can stay with me.” Marianne smiled, her ran running up and down his leg as if trying to soothe him, but it only made his blood run cold and his skin clammy with fear.
“No… I’ll. I’ll go to boarding school.” He stared straight ahead into Martin’s face, begging him to read his face, see the horrors in his eyes. His stepmothers hand went from soothing, to gripping his knee, hard. The thought of staying another moment with this woman, had him hoping to follow his dad in death instead. Martin eyes Ethan for a few minutes before nodding his head. “Alright, it’s decided. Now, there’s a few things Ethan and I need to discuss further, so Marianne if you don’t mind stepping out.” He smiled brightly to Ethan’s stepmom as he turned the page of the will, not even givin Marianne another glance.
“Oh. Um. Alright.” The tone of her voice was harsh, and Ethan knew he couldn’t go back home with her. She stood up without arguing and slipped out the door. Once she was gone, Ethan felt like he could breathe freely again, but he could still feel her hand running up and down his leg. It was something he had felt before, and it always made his skin crawl. He wanted to say something, but was too worried that someone would think he was crazy, why wouldn't he want a sexy older woman wanting to sleep with him? No one would think to ask him if he actually liked her at all.
“Now Ethan, lets go over the rest of the will.” Martin cleared his throat and went on with the will, Ethan not really listening anymore as he watched out the window that looked over the parkinglot. He was sure she was out there waiting for him to finish up, drive him home like a doutiful stepmother, but he knew what would really happen if he sat in her car.
And everything's a mess
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Oh, why is everything so confusing?
Maybe I'm just out of my mind
◆Spontaneous◆ [Lazy] ◆Optimistic◆ [Naive] ◆Genuine◆ [Rowdy] | ◄Personality Traits |
Likes ► | Parties, skittles, baseball, gory horror movies, old punk rock, hot wheels, Drinking, video games |
Studying, homework, mushrooms, puking, boats, deep ocean, sharks | ◄Dislikes |
Trying to figure out this life
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Won't you take me by the hand?
Take me somewhere new
The Acquaintances:
- Kristopher Thomes - Roommates
The Enemies:
- None, he's too lovable and sweet for enemies
The Crush:
- None
- Daniel Blakemore (Father - Deceased)
- Marianne Tuttle (Mother - Remarried)
- Trinity Blakemore (Stepmom)
I don't know who you are
But I, I'm with you
I'm with you
