Thread: New Understanding (attn: Kirsi) 8/21/2009

Reply by DeAnna Ross

"Doubtful. You got behind the wheel for the first time for a reason... maybe you should see a therapist. I hear they got those ones who can help you regress to like childhood and figure out what event in your past made you start doing things you don't like about yourself. Not that driving is that... but I mean, the need to have others approval and the fear of not being yourself."

She moves about the dance floor with him as if she hadn't been present for his torture less than a month ago, as if she hadn't told him how much she hated him... as if nothing had ever come between them. Of course, what teenager hadn't ever screamed that she hated someone that she really did love? What teenager hadn't even wanted to hurt or kill those who hurt them before? The rage of youth combined with kindred vitae made for a potent cocktail ... add into that pregnancy hormones and you had the recipe for a truly lethal temper.

"Tell me about your father... and your mother. What were they like?"

Reply by Jeremy Castro

Sabre moves with her with an unexpected grace, holding her comfortably with his arms around her. He leans into her, breathing needlessly on her neck as he whispers, "My dad was an accountant. He was great with numbers but too much of a perfectionist for his own good. He worked too many hours and spent way too little time at home. My mother, was your typical housewife for the time. She took care of me and the house and never complained, but I could always sense she felt like she was underappreciated by my father."

Reply by DeAnna Ross

"Like you were you mean... under appreciated by your father." Kirsi lays her head on Sabre's shoulder. "He had high expectations for you didn't he? I think I know the type." She silently sighs. "I have family like that."

Reply by Jeremy Castro

Sabre shrugs a little, "I guess you could say he did. I know he hated how I spent all my time and interest in cars and not enough on the sports he wanted me to play or the colleges he wanted me to go to. I guess you could say that is why I'm always out to get someone else approval, because I never had his." He pauses for a moment coming to realize something before speaking again, "Imagine that, it took me over 50 years to realize I have some daddy issues."

He shakes his head a bit and thinks a moment, "I guess I can let it all go now because my dad has been dead for 5 years now. Same with my mother, she died shortly after him. I really don't have anything left to prove to anyone anymore. Except for maybe myself."

Reply by DeAnna Ross

"Easy to say that... harder to do." Kirsi stops. "You know," She smiles at him. "... it doesn't have to be that way though. I could bring them to speak to you... or rather I could have it done. You could take a few nights, think of all you'd like to say to them ... both good and bad... and I could help you to lay your burden down. Not many people get the chance you've got Niel. Death is a one way door for almost everyone but, not for you... not so long as you're with me." She lays her head back down on Sabre's shoulder.

"I'd like it if you let me help you. The stronger you are emotionally the better you can protect me and the children. At least give it some thought, okay?"

Reply by Jeremy Castro

Sabre kisses the top of her head, instinctively as she offers to help him. The thought of talking to his parents was intriguing but, he couldn't bear the thought of his mother finding out what he had become, if she didn't already know. He whispers to her, "I'll think about it. I'm just not sure I would want them to know what I've become. At least not my mother. It was bad enough for her when I went missing."

He takes a moment to think, "After all I've taken from you and all the hurt I've brought you, why do you want to help me still?"

Reply by DeAnna Ross

"Ghosts don't know everything... they, like you and me, only know what they see and are told. In many cases ghosts are too weak to cross the line between life and death and see or affect the world around us. I mean, if it was common then every human would believe in them and as it is... only those who are considered to be nuts, like me, do." She smiles meekly.

"No doubt your mom has either moved on to what lays behind the place of ghosts by now or maybe she's living a new sort of life as a ghost. However, just like funerals really aren't for the dead ... so is talking to the people you've lost. It's about you and being able to move forward. And sometimes, our inability to move forward keeps them here... so, who knows, you could be doing her a huge favor by saying goodbye." She looks up to Sabre as he asks why she's offering to help.

Lowering her voice she says, "Because ... even if it hurts to admit it..." She hesitates. "you helped me. I'd rather not talk about Papi right now. I get upset and then I get terrible heart burn." She wrinkles her nose in disgust. "Though... you know what sounds sooooo good right now? I would love some pizza with banana peppers. You ever have it like that before you died?"

Reply by Jeremy Castro

sabre looks down into her eyes, for a moment he pondered kissing her, but decided it was best that he didn't. He smiled at her as she asked about pizza, but addressed her other statement first, "I will have to think about the offer you're making. I just think I might be able to move on, on my own. At least I'm going to try to move on, on my own for now...... As for pizza, never with banana peppers but I have had it with Jalapenos before. Did you want me to let you go, so you can get a pizza? Or, I could call in an order for you."

Reply by DeAnna Ross

"Not to be rude but maybe it's for the best we part ways right now... before we screw something up." She laughs. "I definately prefer the nights we part ways on a high note, ya know?" She will touch Sabre's arm, meet his eyes, "Thanks for the dance Neil. I hope that you and your sire work things out where you can be friends... and if you change your mind on that conversation with your parents, let me know. I'll need to do some work to learn about them enough to have someone call them for us but I'll be glad to be there and see that all goes as it should." For a moment it appears she might want to kiss Sabre but she quickly turns away.

"Gustavo, call home, let them know we're enroute." With that, she disappears out of Club Indigo.