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Post by alchemicmelody on Jul 23, 2012 22:48:03 GMT -5
Toris smiled faintly at this. Lukas was saying nice things, but Toris didn't know if he was strong enough to stand up for himself yet. He was rather a pushover, choosing to just submit to Him, to take the abuse and hate. In a twisted way, he was getting attention from someone, so he just let it happen. The only reason he wasn't being a pushover with the doctors is that he didn't want to disobey Him.
"M-maybe," he stammered shyly in agreement. Toris wondered what sorts of things he could learn here. A tiny idea of being safe and being happy briefly flashed through his mind, but was gone within a moment.
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Post by Lukas Bondevik on Jul 24, 2012 10:01:48 GMT -5
Lukas saw a faint smile on Toris' face. Was he doing good?
"The answer isn't maybe, it's yes. Don't you want attention that's benefitial and good? Don't you want respect?"
Lukas felt a wave of some foreign emotion over his body. He couldn't tell what it was. He actually wanted to help someone? What is he himself getting out of this? Some stupid gratification? This thought didn't seem to stop him, however.
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Post by alchemicmelody on Jul 24, 2012 10:25:35 GMT -5
Toris was quiet for a moment, thinking. The faint smile turned into a worried frown, Toris troubled by something.
"But...I was getting attention..." he mumbled, hands starting to fiddle with his sleeves again. "A-at home..." Granted, it wasn't really good attention, but it was attention. Poor Toris had become so accustomed to the abuse at the hands of Him, that he didn't know anything else. To the Lithuanian, any attention was good, even if it got him hurt.
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Post by Lukas Bondevik on Jul 24, 2012 12:01:20 GMT -5
"But it's not good attention. What's the point of attention if it makes you self-destructive?" Lukas questioned. He couldn't tell if Toris was being stubborn or not. Then again, he himself is being stubborn by telling Toris how to act...
"Don't you want to feel good about yourself and live your own life?"
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Post by alchemicmelody on Jul 24, 2012 12:17:07 GMT -5
"I...I was fine..." Toris mumbled, getting a bit of a panicked look on his face. His hands moved to clench in his hair - it was still falling out - eyes widening. "I was fine, really, I'm fine...I'm fine, I'm fine...." He was getting attention at home, and even though it had been attention from Him it was ok. At least he'd never been left alone by Him, until He had grown tired and put him here. Toris let out a choked sob, curling in on himself, on the verge of having a panic attack.
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Post by Lukas Bondevik on Jul 24, 2012 13:19:29 GMT -5
Lukas started freaking out on the inside. Anybody who says they're fine like that clearly isn't. He knelt down so he was eye level with Toris, then grabbed Toris' hands.
"L-listen, I think you have the wrong idea. You don't want to be here because you feel abandoned by the only person who ever seemed to give you the time of day, ja? Did you ever think that he sent you here to actually give you help? Maybe he was the one who makes you feel inclined not to eat, but he sent you here to recieve the help you deserve. He's trying to right a wrong, in my opinion. Use this as a lesson to grow a backbone, okay?"
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Post by alchemicmelody on Jul 24, 2012 15:29:50 GMT -5
"He got tired of me...I-I wasn't sent here t-to get better..." Toris whispered, trembling. It helped a little that Lukas was holding his hands, the gesture was a bit calming. "Wh-why would He send me here? He wanted me to stay thin...I w-won't if I stay here....a-and He'll get mad...I-I'll be punished...." But the thought nagged at him, if He really did want him to get better for some reason. Or maybe He just wanted him to get treated for the panic disorder and PTSD.
Toris wouldn't be pretty and perfect if he gained weight... ....right?
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Post by Lukas Bondevik on Jul 24, 2012 16:40:53 GMT -5
"The only person who can control your life is you. If you let him continue to abuse you, you'll die... It may seem gruesome, but it's true. You deserve to live a long, happy life. If you feel he's the only person you can get attention from, then you're wrong. I'm giving you attention, ja?"
Lukas couldn't believe it, this whole thing started off with two strangers too nervous to talk, and now this is happening?
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Post by alchemicmelody on Jul 24, 2012 16:55:25 GMT -5
"B-but...He is all I have...i-if I don't have Him, th-then I don't have anywhere to go...a-after I leave here..." Toris mumbled. He was rather torn about the whole situation. Did he want to get better? What would it be like once he was allowed to leave this facility? Would He take him back once he was all better, or would He toss him out like a used toy? Idly Toris wondered what life would be like if he was forced to be on the streets. With being closed up for so long, it wasn't like he would be able to find a job easily - he had no good skills that would be useful to an employer.
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Post by Lukas Bondevik on Jul 24, 2012 16:58:56 GMT -5
Lukas wanted to suggest that Toris stay at his house, but he didn't want to creep him out. The last thing he wanted was to screw this up.
"Then you can be my friend, ja?" Lukas said, looking away. He was embarassed that he'd have to ask such a thing.
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Post by alchemicmelody on Jul 24, 2012 19:39:03 GMT -5
Toris' eyes flicked upward and glanced at Lukas, partially hidden behind thin brunet bangs. "R-really?" he stammered, hands quivering in the others grasp. Another friend? "Th-that would be nice...." he murmured, another shy and little smile briefly appearing on his face. "I-I don't really have many friends...." He didn't have any, actually. Well, he hadn't had any before coming here to the facility. He liked that he was making friends here, it made the place a tiny bit more bearable.
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Post by Lukas Bondevik on Jul 24, 2012 21:19:29 GMT -5
Lukas was in the exact opposite situation. He had many friends that he most of the time couldn't stand. At least Toris seemed agreeable...
"Yeah, and if you need a place to stay... I can make you a deal." Luas said, hoping this would spark interest.
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Post by alchemicmelody on Jul 25, 2012 7:51:13 GMT -5
The thin teen gave the other a quizzical look. "Wh-what sort of deal?" he asked softly. A place to stay? Did Lukas mean after he was free from this facility? Toris waited for an explanation, wondering if it would be something he would be able to do. After all, there was still the thought of Him still being out there, still having power over him - and Toris didn't know if he was strong enough to leave Him.
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Post by Lukas Bondevik on Jul 25, 2012 11:50:36 GMT -5
"T-This is only a suggestion... But If you see through your treatment here and get better... I'll give you a place to stay. I'll make sure you're safe... Deal?" Lukas couldn't believe he was saying this.
Is this what it's like to care about someone?
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Post by alchemicmelody on Jul 25, 2012 14:42:45 GMT -5
Dim green eyes widened at the offer. For a moment Toris couldn't speak, too surprised that someone was offering him something like this. A place to stay? Not only that, but a place to stay that was safe? It sounded almost too good to be true...
"Wh-why are you offering me th-this?" the Lithuanian asked finally. "Y-you hardly know me...so why?"
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