clever got me this far, then tricky got me in

[khaoticbliss]

name: Sabra Elise
alias: six
age: april fool (24)
family: parents still married and living in Vermont (aw, how sweet)
five siblings - 3 boys, 2 girls.
friends: a fluffy orange six-toed cat named Merlin.
occupation: starving artist.

[khaoticbliss]

circa '00.

-"Six..."

-"Dammit, Jarrett, I don't want to talk to you either. I don't know what Mom hopes to accomplish trying to enlist you guys against me but I'm not a fucking child, okay?"

-"Six, we're just worried about you."

-"Well don't be. I can take care of myself."

-"I know. It's not you that concerns me."

-".....what the hell is that supposed to mean?"

silence.

-"Jarrett, answer me. What is this really about?"

-"It's about Mom, okay? She's freaking out about the whole thing -- you running off like that---"

-"I did not run off."

-"Whatever. Do you want to hear this or not?"

-"Alright, alright. Sorry. Talk."

-"....she's freaking out about the whole thing. Says she's having nightmares. She's sure you're going to get raped or kidnapped or killed or something. She's stressed herself out so bad that she's not sleeping-- hardly eating. You know how bad that is for her in her condition..."

-"...I know my mother's a melodramatic hypochondriac. That's what I know. I know she's an overprotective control freak and she can't stand the fact that she can't run my life anymore--"

-"Don't be a bitch, six."

-"...what, for telling the truth? For wanting to live my own goddamn life? For wanting to be more and than just backwoods Vermont?"

-"Six---"

-"Shut up a minute, Jare. It's my turn. I don't care, okay? Mom'll get over it. She's raised five before me, she's a little old for empty nest syndrome. There is nothing for me back there, okay? Nothing. I'm not gonna be like everybody else. I'm not gonna marry Griffin just 'cause he's the first boy I ever kissed. I'm not gonna be a secretary for Dad. I want to go somewhere, be somebody. What's wrong with that? You guys aren't mad at me for leaving. You're just jealous that I got out and you didn't."

-"Yeah, six, you got out. You went to school. How well did that go?"

-"...so?"

-"So now you're just fucking around! What are you doing with your life?"

-"Jarret, reality check, okay? I'm stable here. I have somewhere to live. I don't have much money, it's true, but I'm managing. And what with everything going on... the fact of the matter is that I can't afford to go home. You guys can't afford to send me home, and Mom and Dad damn sure can't afford to support me anymore. I'm alright, okay? Let it go."

more silence.

-"Still there, Jarrett?"

-"Yeah."

-"C'mon, Jare. Don't be mad at me for wanting to be independent."

-"...Do you love him?"

-"who?"

-"C'mon, Six. Do you?"

-"Honestly? I don't know. But it doesn't matter. He'll do for now."

-"...Be careful, okay?"

-"I'm never not careful, Jare. I wouldn't have made it this far if I wasn't."

-"If you need anything...."

-"I know, Jare. I know. I love you, okay? I have to go."

[khaoticbliss]

I wanna smash the faces
of those beautiful boys
those christian boys...
so you can make me come
that doesn't make you jesus.
-Tori Amos, precious things