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Post by izzy giselle beniveu on Aug 16, 2009 16:37:14 GMT -5
ONE DAY YOUR
GONNA SHINE ! The music was EXTREMELY loud in the night club that Izzy came to every Saturday. She sat by the bar sipping on a kind of mix drink, some guy ordered it for her and she drank it. But luckily he left with another girl, she never brought much money to bars because people always bought her drinks. It was so easy to get in too, she wasn't exactly twenty-one but this bar let in hot nineteen years olds apparently. She didn't see any of her friends, she sighed she was such a loner. Izzy wished for Donnie to just magically show up, she read the post about her and Donnie on blabber.net. It was horrible having your name for everyone in Forks/La Push read out infront of them. It sucked. Izzy forgot, everyone said Donnie was bad news for her. She shook her head and all the thoughts quickly disappeared hopefully they wouldn't drift towards her again.
Izzy watched as a brown haired boy walked up to her, he was drunk. "H-hello miss." He gulped, "can I buy you a drink?" He asked her slurring all his words together. "Sure cutie, order me anything you think is good." Izzy smiled and flashed her teeth at him. The boy just smiled playfully and ordered her a really really alcoholic drink, it had everything in it. He was hoping to get her drunk too, and she probably would be at the end of the evening. Izzy missed Bentley, he wasn't around to save her today. So she'd have to make due with this guy helping her out, "I'm Izzy." She whispered into the boys ear. "I'm Henry." The boy whispered back. Izzy chugged the mixed drink quickly her head was dizzy already, she didn't usually get drunk but today seemed like a okay day. She wanted to escape everything, Bentley's image swirled around in her brain along with Donnie's.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" She yelled and Henry just looked at her, "Oops, sorry. Just that I have a huuuuuuge, headache." She smiled a bit goofy. Izzy looked at him, he somehow led her to the dance floor, it was all passing Izzy by so fast. So this is what it's like being drunk, it's actually okay. Izzy hadn't had enough time to think before she was swept into Henry's very strong arms, his hands were wandering her body. She looked at him and realized he wanted to touch her in the wrong places, "No! Get off me! Now!" Izzy yelled she was too weak beneath his strong arms. "Common sweety, just let Henry take over." Henry said resting his hand on her butt. "No! Get off me!" Izzy said weakly, her headache wasn't helping her. She pushed against his chest trying to get away from him. Nobody heard her cries to get away from him, nobody listened.
Izzy thrashed against him, his hands were wandering down into her very jean short shorts. Then somehow he had gotten to her back, running his hands everywhere. Izzy just gave up, she had bought this shirt brand new to try and cheer herself up. It was grey and had a print on it of Madeline a old cartoon from France. She also wore Chanel earrings, a zebra scarf, glasses, and in her back pocket was a pack of cigarette's in case she needed them. Izzy wasn't a big smoker, she only did this kind of stuff when she was depressed. Her high heels weren't good for kicking against Henry, and her glasses were slipping off her nose.
notes; will donnie save the day? :3
tags; nym, night club, donnie
outfit; click!
status; done!
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Post by donnie on Aug 16, 2009 17:12:40 GMT -5
[/color] walked into the Port Angeles Nightclub with his new Best Friend, Nym Michaels. They had been laughing about something that had happened while they were in New York. "Remember that guy in the dress?" Donnie laughed. Nym laughed with him, her bright laughter filling up the club. "Donnie that was you !" She laughed, gripping her stomach. Donnie shoved her like a brother would a sister. "Shut-" He turned dead silence, Izzy was literally getting fucked in the middle of the dance floor, thrashing around helplessly. "Izzy?" He said quietly, then his anger turned on him. "IZZY !" He shouted, running toward her, trying not to use the vampire speed, but his anger was taking over him. The people in there were so drunk they probably wouldn't remember his running speed. Donnie was to her in less than two seconds this time, he couldn't let her get hurt, she didn't look like she knew this guy at all. She looked helpless. While Izzy didn't notice he was there, he could smell the alcohol coming off of her. No wonder, she's drunk... son of a bitch better not of used a fucking rape drug on her Donnie thought to himself. "Son of a bitch, get off of her !" Donnie shouted at the brown haired guy, pulling him off of her, and throwing him to the ground, not caring if he hurt him or not, he was hurting Izzy. "Izzy, Izzy," Donnie said, picking her up. "NYM !" Donnie shouted. He waited for her to come over to him. Donnie was still carrying her while he walked around the club, looking for a manager, or employee. "Sir, sir !" Donnie yelled, seeing someone. "Yes..." he said, looking down at Izzy. "See that man over there," Donnie turned to face him. "Yeah...." He said, still staring at Izzy. "He tried to rape her," Donnie said, trying to calm himself down. "How old is she?" He looked curiously at her. "She's 23," Donnie lied smoothly. "We'll take care of the rest," He said, brushing past Donnie to go to the helpless Henry on the ground. Donnie looked at Izzy again. The scent of alcohol was starting to fade from her, she looked dazed. "Izzy?" He whispered at her. "Izzy," He said again. She wasn't talking, but she looked peaceful, like he helped her. ooc|| he saved the day. (: tags|| izzy, nym, nightclub status|| completed[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Nym Micheals on Aug 16, 2009 17:41:54 GMT -5
  I'd swore I'd never fall again[/color] BUT BABY, THIS DOESN'T FEEL LIKE FALLING.[/color][/size] -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------[/center] Nym had been right about to tell Donnie about how the naked cowboy came onto her when he took off running onto the dance floor, leaving her a little dumbstruck. But she heard him yelling after Izzy, and panic struck as she followed him, watching as he ripped some guy off of a tiny little blonde who was reeking of alcohol. ‘So this must be her..’ she thought, but her thoughts were shattered when Henry dared to get up, spiking an immense amount of anger in the little hybrid.
“Dogs stay on the floor.” she hissed, slamming her stiletto into his chest, causing him to whimper like an animal. But before she could do anything else, security showed up, grabbing her by the arm and pulling him away to unknown locations. “Lucky prick.” she growled before she smoothed out her navy blue top, not even caring at this point if her striped skirt was wrinkled or one of her white lacy heels was broken. Men like Henry made her sick, and she just couldn’t stand people who thought it was okay to take advantage of others.
After following Donnie’s scent, she found him with Izzy in his arms, and she looked around, glaring at anyone who was watching them. One thing that Nym didn’t like about herself was that she tended to get overly angry at everything--something she got from her father. Making sure to calm herself down, she looked around, but her eyes went back to the small blonde in Donnie’s arms. “Izzy darling, are you alright?” she asked, her voice soft as she looked over the girls’ features, noticing how beautiful she was.status|| done!
outfit|| here
tags|| donnie, izzy, nightclub
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Post by izzy giselle beniveu on Aug 16, 2009 22:25:48 GMT -5
ONE DAY YOUR
GONNA SHINE ! Izzy was thrashing her way trying to get off Henry, she was pinned to his body. She didn't like this at all, she was way to drunk to help herself. The loud music didn't help her at all, she heard a voice yelling her name ... Izzy smelt that perfume. It made her blood pump, her heart race, and she knew she was safe with the two people that were running towards her. She fell to the ground, then felt like getting picked up. Izzy heard her name being called, somebody was rushing her somewhere and she didn't know who it was. Hopefully it wasn't Raven, Donnie's sister who had the same perfume as he did. She closed her eyes and rubbed her head, then finally opened her eyes.
Izzy saw a beautiful face that was so familiar, it was Donnie. Her hero, she was getting raped and nobody knew it. Her new outfit was going into the trash later tonight, she didn't want the bad memories anymore. She felt a tear roll down her cheek, she didn't know why it did ... Izzy was just too sad to explain herself. She was a mess. Then she looked over to her left to the caring voice that she had just heard, the girl was stunning. Like a angel face but she wasn't as refined as Donnie, nonetheless she was prettier than Izzy would ever be. Her eyes were the colour of the sea, and her hair was perfectly tossed. The brilliant natural blonde streaks highlighted her hair nicely, and her outfit tied it all together.
Izzy tried to sit up, she discovered she was in Donnie's arms still. She was still drunk, "Whyareyouhere?!" Izzy yelled, she slurred the words and she probably reeked of alcohol. She looked over at the girl, "Oui oui! Ca va bien!" She giggled and hiccuped she covered her mouth. "Excuse em moi!" Izzy didn't know why she was speaking French. Her mind was spinning, she looked up at Donnie, "I think I like you." Izzy giggled and tried to wrestle her way out of his arms. He was quite pissed at her, even Izzy was pissed at herself. "I'msorryyyyyyy!" She whispered, "I've I've ... just been sad." She pouted and another tear rolled down her cheek.
notes; awee, i love nym xD she makes me lawl. izzy is a mess.
tags; nym, night club, donnie
outfit; click!
status; done!
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Post by donnie on Aug 17, 2009 19:31:54 GMT -5
 * - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - *[/color] stared down at Izzy's body while she tried to get out of his grip, saying things in French that he could barely understand, and saying things he could understand, but things that she wouldn't say unless she was drunk. "Izzy, why'd you have to drink so much, you smell horrible," Donnie told her, not trying to be funny. "Do you know what would've happened to you if I hadn't been here, you could've been really hurt," He said, his own voice cracking. "Do you want me to put you down, or is the alcohol still in your system to where you can't stand?" Donnie asked her, remembering all the times when he and his human friends (back in his human days) got so drunk they would be falling down on each other, grabbing onto each other for strength. The familiar scent of saltwater rolled down Izzy's cheek. "Don't cry," He said, wiping the tear from her face. "It's not really your fault, he took advantage of you, and I wouldn't be that surprised if he bought you a drink in the first place," He raised an eyebrow. As Donnie sighed he turned his face towards Nym. "Thanks for the help," He said, a bit of sarcasm ringing in his voice. "Could you go order her a water, with the lemon preferably?" He asked Nym. "I'm thinking she needs something to help get the alcohol out of her system. And the lemon I think will help her get back to her senses," He smiled. "And tell them to try and go fast, I don't really want her to pass out," Donnie said simply, not trying to rush her or sound rude. Izzy's eyes were still open, the same familiar light brown he'd loved since he saw her. Donnie noticed something that made him smile, the dude that was so close to raping Izzy was being dragged out of the club by three cops. He wasn't struggling, at all. He even looked a bit limp... he glanced over at Nym. "How hard did you kick him?!" He almost shouted at her, but he held back his words because he deserved it for taking advantage of Izzy. Donnie thought it seemed like he was the only person who had noticed the security guards, because everyone else was completely oblivious to what had just happened. ooc|| i'm brain dead. D; but i didn't want to make you mad by not replying. but i tried to give you something... tags|| izzy, nym, night club status|| done~ credit|| raven & whas up, i'm bruno ?! @ caution for the image[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Nym Micheals on Aug 20, 2009 23:26:43 GMT -5
I'd swore I'd never fall again [/color] BUT BABY, THIS DOESN'T FEEL LIKE FALLING.[/color][/size] -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------[/center] Even Nym had to admit everything was happening really fast, and before she knew it, Donnie was consoling the upset little human while he barked out orders for Nym. With a nod, she walked up to the nearest counter and got the bartender's attention before ordering a large water with plenty of lemons. He totally blew her off, and after a few more attempts to get his attention, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
“Damnit.” she growled before jumping up on the counter and sliding over, landing gracefully on the balls of her feet. “HEY, YOU CAN'T BE BACK HERE!” the bartender screeched, causing her to narrow her eyes at him before she quickly got what she needed and hopped over, just avoiding his hands as he tried to grab her.
“Here.” she pushed the water towards Donnie, her eyes still on Izzy, concern on her features. “Is she alright?” she asked softly, moving the hair out of Izzy's face gently before smiling down at her, eventhough it was obvious it was not a happy smile.
status|| done!
outfit|| here
tags|| donnie, izzy, nightclub
notes|| sorry it's so bad D: |
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