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| | From:  Tool_Fan23 (Original Message) | Sent: 2/28/2008 4:33 AM |
| Warning: This roleplay may contain violence, sweetness, hardcore sex or anything else this user sees fit. If you have a curfew or a certain bedtime, you're on the wrong part of the internet. Good night, kiss your mama, sneak some cookies and DON'T READ THIS. | 
| | Those involved | | Thomas's, Jeff | | Now Playing | | Whatever Jeff's listening to cause he's got me connected. ha ha | | Children/Grandchildren | | Kim (42), Michael (36), Sam (34) Deron (24)/ Tyler & Casey (25), June (21), Jeff (19) Dawn (17) | | OOC | | ha ha Ducky needed help and admited it. :) | | "I don't know why this is so fucking important to you, Rita." Kerry sighed as he looked out the window of the taxi.
"I mean, if that boy wanted to see us, he would have come for the holidays instead of staying here. Ungrateful bastard."
Rita narrowed her eye and slapped a hand into his chest.
"Kerry- this is our baby boy. Maybe some love from his parents is all he needs to come around."
Kerry snorted and looked over at her.
"No- he's your son. He's not mine. I never wanted that....thing. That mutt. He's a result of your affair. You couldn't keep your legs closed and there for we ended up with him."
"Excuse me?! You are the one who wouldn't let Paul have him. You are the one who signed the birth certificate and took all rights away from Paul. Deron grew up thinking you were his dad and you never made him think other wise. Don't even fucking pull that card." Rita glared at him.
"Woman- there's a reason Paul didn't get custody of the boy. I would have killed him if I ever saw him again. Plus, I didn't think the boy would be as big of a fuck up as he was."
Rita remained silent as they drove through LA. She hated the reminder of the violence that went on in the house. Seeing her youngest child beaten on a regular basis. Forcing him into a quiet, shy, and secluded kid. They stopped outside a beautiful brick house and she looked at the driver.
"This is where Deron Thomas lives?"
"It's the address you gave me, Mam." he replied.
She thanked him and Kerry paid him and they got out. They walked up tp the walk way, the door swung open and three people walked out. Rita instantly recognized Zaina and Jeff and felt her heart stop at the sight of the third. A tall, skinny young man, with a mane of long brown hair cascading around his face.
"Deron?" She breathed out. |  | Disclaimer: This layout was made by me, Diabolical, at Diabolical Designs. Although this is a freebie, nothing on this layout is to be altered or removed. It is for the purposes of Roleplaying ONLY and nothing else. See the freebie board for others like it. | | | | | | |
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| | x.TheFacts | | The Advertisment|| Visiting the lost boy
The Noticed|| The Thomas's, Jeff
The Loved/Hated|| Zaina, Jeff/ Every other mother fucker
The Sound|| Demon Cleaner- Kyuss
The Word|| And then Killface to the rescue!
Return|| you!
Stalk Me|| Stalking is against the law! | | x.TheRoleplay | Deron looked up as he heard somebody say his name and froze in place to see his parents. He nearly dropped his keys at the sight. "Um... hi." He said quietly. He swallowed hard. It had to be a dream. First thing that morning they had woken up to Zaina's parents banging on his door, now as they were about to head out to cheer her up, here his stood.
"What..uh...what are you doing here?" He glanced at Zaina, who looked equally as surprised to see them.
"That any way to treat your parents boy?" Kerry barked at him. "Well we missed you sweetie." Rita nearly cried, running up and throwing her arms around him. He didn't hug her back as he kept his eyes locked on Zaina for some sort of support.
"You know now's not a good time to talk, we were just about to leave..." He said, pushing himself out of his mothers hold.
"Thats no way to talk to us. We came all the way from Raleigh just to see you and you blow us off?" He could see his father was getting angry with the situation. He didn't even want to be there, Deron knew that much. "Well shit- I wasn't expecting you to stop by unannounced. I ain't blowin' off our plans so suddenly."
He bit his lip and began to fidget nervously with his keys, wishing they would just go away. | | | | | | | | 
| Name: Deron Thomas
Goes By: Shadow
Age: 24
Hometown: Raleigh, North Carolina
Resides In: Los Angeles, California
Occupation: Drama and Arts Teacher
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| | Those involved | | Thomas's, Jeff | | Now Playing | | Whatever Jeff's listening to cause he's got me connected. ha ha | | Children/Grandchildren | | Kim (42), Michael (36), Sam (34) Deron (24)/ Tyler & Casey (25), June (21), Jeff (19) Dawn (17) | | OOC | | Well I am only helping you so far. Then it's all on you and Bubbles | | "Oh come on now." Rita said with a small smile.
She was trying not to cry, seeing her son after damn near 8 years. Not since the day he had run away. He was very handsome and had grown quite a bit.
"Please can we just talk for a few minutes. Its all we want, I promise." She said, looking back at Kerry, who only grunted.
"He ain't changed much." Deron mumbled under his breath as he looked at Zaina and Jeff.
"It's only a few minutes Deron, we can wait." Jeff shrugged.
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| | x.TheFacts | | The Advertisment|| Visiting the lost boy
The Noticed|| The Thomas's, Jeff
The Loved/Hated|| Zaina, Jeff/ Every other mother fucker
The Sound|| The Grudge- Tool
The Word|| I appreciate it anyways. :). haha and you know Bubbles and I will tear it up.
Return|| Zaina
Stalk Me|| Stalking is against the law! | | x.TheRoleplay | "Um...ok..." Deron said, not wanting to be alone with them. They made him uncomfortable. The reason he ran away from Raleigh. He sighed and turned around, walking back to the house and unlocking it. "No more than 15 minutes,then come get me." He whispered to Zaina as they walked back in. Jeff walked with her to her room and shut the door to let them talk in private.
"Oh your house looks so good. What is it you do for a living?" Rita asked, looking over the walls. "I teach drama and arts at the campus and work in studios when I have the time." He replied shortly. "Oh wonderful!" "I'm just surprised you're not one of them cross-dressers like everybody else seems to be in LA. Got the long hair again, ain't gained a pound... are you gay boy?" Kerry asked, narrowing an eye. "No. I'm not gay." "Obviously." His mom held up a picture of him with Nyx. "She's a cutie. This your girl?"
Deron frowned and took the picture, looking it over before putting it face down on the mantle. "Why the hell are you two really here? I mean, seven years is a bit too long to show up. Why pretend you care now?"
"Fair, but yo.." Rita was cut off as Kerry pushed her out of the way. "What are you saying there, boy? Your stupid ass is the one that ran away. Was home not good enough for you? You had a roof over your head, clothes on your back, everything you ever wanted and you took off and caused your mother misery and wasted a lot of people's time looking for you. What do you have to say for yourself then?"
Deron could see the familiar rage build up in Kerry's eyes, the same rage that was fueled against him enough to strike him. "I have to say I left because I was tired of getting the shit kicked out of me every fucking night. Twelve years of abuse is a bit much, don't you think?" He could feel his own rage building and he clenched a fist at his side. "And the clothes on my back I bought myself. Did you ever wonder why I worked so much at Uncle Will's? To stay the fuck away from you two. You were dead to me the moment you laid your hand on me to harm me."
"You had it coming, boy." "I was fucking 5 years old! You didn't punish me by spankin' me or grounding me. No- you beat the shit out of me. I wasn't even old enough to know what the hell was really happening. You think that's fair parenting?" "You got what you deserved and you know it. You were a rebellious little bastard who needed to be put in his place. You knew not to make me look bad but did it anyways. What then?"
"Make you look bad? You beat me even when I didn't do anything wrong. Michael, Kim, or Sam could have been the ones who did it and yet I was always the one punished for it. You weren't a father- fuck- not even a man. You go beating on a child for your own sick frustrations. I was ashamed to go to school because I knew people knew something was happening to me and yet I had to fucking lie and pretend life was fucking perfect at home. I had mother fucking Mary and Joseph for parents. Fuck you!" Deron shouted. He didn't care to hide his anger anymore, forgetting that Zaina and Jeff could probably hear every word he and his father screamed back and fourth at each other.
"Kerry, Deron, please. We came to be peaceful. There's no need to fight." Rita pleaded. Deron looked over at her, feeling his blood boil. "Why the fuck do you care if we fight? You didn't stop it all those years before. You fuckin' watched him beat me bloody, until I couldn't fucking stand anymore. And then you had the fucking nerve to try and suffocate me. You tried to kill me! As far as I'm concerned, you're as dead to me as he is." He jerked his thumb at Kerry. "You both were horrible fucking parents to me and I hope you rot in hell. Just get the fuck out of my life. I was happier with out you as it was!"
Kerry didn't hesitate to shove Rita out of the way and grab Deron by the collar of his shirt, slamming him up against the wall. "You pathetic little bastard. You never talk that way to us." He pulled him a few inches off the wall and slammed him back again. "I ought to beat the shit out of you right now."
Deron narrowed his eyes and shoved him as hard as he could."Try me you egocentric jackoff. I wanna see if you got anything left since I last took a beating." He snarled, shaking with anger. Kerry straightened out and shoved him back. "Is that what you want, boy? You want to pretend to be a big man and fucking fight me? You think you can win this time, huh?" He slapped Deron, a look of pure hatred on his face. "Your mother should have had an abortion when it came to you. That way nobody'd ever have to deal with a waste of skin like you."
Deron swirled his tongue around his mouth for a moment before driving a fist into Kerry's jaw, knocking him backwards. "C'mon dad,hit me now. I'm begging you to fight me. Show me what a big man is really like." He didn't give him a moment to fight back as he shoved his father over, kicking him in the ribs. "You wanna feel what I felt every fucking day for 12 years? You wanna know what it's like?"
"Deron please stop!" Rita begged, grabbing his arm. He shoved her off of him, making her sit on the couch. "This don't concern you- unless you're gonna try and suffocate me again." He glared at them both before Kerry sprang on him, knocking him down to his level, grabbing a fist full of his hair. Deron turned him on his back, punching him in the stomach as he got to his feet, pulling Kerry up to. He gripped a hand around his throat and slammed him into the wall, pinning him there. "You ever touch me again and I swear to your fucking god I will kill you." he snarled in his ear. | | | | | | | |
| Name: Deron Thomas
Goes By: Shadow
Age: 24
Hometown: Raleigh, North Carolina
Resides In: Los Angeles, California
Occupation: Drama and Arts Teacher
With: | | | | x.TheCopyright | | This Awsome Shit Right Here That You Love Was Made By The Talented DizziKisses619 For Jeff's Use ONLY!. Where Can You Find Such Talent? Click The FN [x] And You Shall See! | | | | | | |
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OCC__dude, why didn't you remind me of this :P | | x_THEliterature | Zaina sat in silence as her mind raced. She didn't expect to see Rita and Kerry. She looks at Jeff and just looks back down as she played with the pillow case. She tighten her grip on her pillow and sighed. She was wondering what was going on downstairs as she could baguely hear the voices. She was worried about what can and probably will happen. If her and her dad got into it, it will likely happen that Deron and Kerry would too. Years of anger bottled up. Only difference was that Deron never raised a hand at his father. Zaina, on the other hand, got tired of her dads stricking hands and started to fight back when she was thirteen. She was convinced it was the Sommers in her.
Zaina came out of her thoughts as the voices started to get louder and short with anger behind them. She looks at Jeff as she hears Rita's scream. They both quickly move oout of her room and head downstairs as quickly as possible. "Deron" Zaina quickly ran to Deron and placed her hand on his arm that was stretched out. "Killing him isn't worth it if he is already dead to you" She didn't bother to try and pull him away but stared at him and didn't bother to look at Kerry. | | x_THEcopyright |  | xx__ This Awsome Shit Right Here That You Love Was Made By The Talented DizziKisses619 For MY Use ONLY!. The User And Creator Is No Way Affliated With The Person You See In The Banner. The AWSOME Banner You See Is Made By The Very Talented Twisted Kitty At BKD. | | | | | | | | |
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| | x.TheFacts | | The Advertisment|| Visiting the lost boy
The Noticed|| The Thomas's, Jeff
The Loved/Hated|| Zaina, Jeff/ Every other mother fucker
The Sound|| Never Too Late- Three Days Grace
The Word|| Dude you asked if you were supposed to reply and I said "Nah, not if you dont wanna"
Return|| Zaina
Stalk Me|| Stalking is against the law! | | x.TheRoleplay | He felt Zaina's hand on his forearm but didn't budge his hold. He stared hard at the man he knew as his 'dad' for most of his life, wanting now to break his neck, choke the air out of him like Kerry had tried so hard to do to him as a kid. "Deron." Zaina repeated his name firmly. This kind of anger he had toward him had never come out before. But he wasn't the same withdrawn child that was used to beatings and ran from them. Spyder had changed that in him the day he came into their world and now that he wasn't afraid- he was more open to do it. "He isn't worth killing." she said again. He could feel her eyes on him, waiting for him to let go. Did he have it in him to kill this man?
He sighed and loosened his stance and grabbed his shirt collar and threw him across the room to his mother's feet. "Get. The. Fuck. Out." He growled through gritted teeth. He wasn't playing around and was tempted to pull his buck knife out. Zaina's hand rested on his shoulder and he jumped, realizing he was slipping back into Shadow.He took Zaina's hand for support, shaking violently out of anger. He swallowed hard and looked at his parents. Was he really contemplating murder? | | | | | | | |
| Name: Deron Thomas
Goes By: Shadow
Age: 24
Hometown: Raleigh, North Carolina
Resides In: Los Angeles, California
Occupation: Drama and Arts Teacher
With: | | | | x.TheCopyright | | This Awsome Shit Right Here That You Love Was Made By The Talented DizziKisses619 For Jeff's Use ONLY!. Where Can You Find Such Talent? Click The FN [x] And You Shall See! | | | | | | |
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OCC__i remember askin' but i didn't see an answer o.O | | x_THEliterature | | Zaina grips Deron's hand tighter as she looks at Kerry and Rita. None of them expect their day to end up like this. She was a bit surprised to have heard him say he was going to kill Kerry but instead of telling him it was wrong and he shouldn't do it she decided to let him have the thought and tell him its not worth it. She had thought of her father dead but she never have thought of herself doing it. "I think you guys should leave...now" Zaina replies calmly. She was trying to control her adrenaline and keep from snapping. They both have dealt with this when they were younger and have put it behind them. There was no reason for their parents to come anyways. They are old enough to live on their own. So why was Kerry and Rita there. "You have no reason to be here" | | x_THEcopyright | | xx__ This Awsome Shit Right Here That You Love Was Made By The Talented DizziKisses619 For MY Use ONLY!. The User And Creator Is No Way Affliated With The Person You See In The Banner. The AWSOME Banner You See Is Made By The Very Talented Twisted Kitty At BKD. | | | | | | | | |
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