- Messages
- 443
- OOC First Name
- Cole
- Sexual Orientation
- Aion♡♡
- Age
- 6/2028
Cyan Territe had been fretting the whole day, all the way to her house in Alabama. The masonry house was so cold without her mother's touch, all of her frilly things all but packed away. When Aion and she had first arrived at the plot of land she'd warned him that it was different, that her father had been busy packing things up and trying to decide how to arrange the house into what he wanted. The hufflepuff knew it was a coping mechanism - after all hadn't he loved her mother. Even all of those things seemed so long ago, now holed up in her father's office, trying to get a word in edgewise.
The conversation between she and her father had started off quietly, but it devolved as her father though around words like mudblood. The argument dissolved into Spanish, like her father and mother used to do. "I am a mudblood, dad I am a mixed blood!" She shouted, tears of frustration welling in her eyes, however Cyan knew better than to cry. Not in front of her father. Her father continued to shout about her inability to keep a secret, and about her ruining his name. "It's my name too! Dad I love him!" She begged for him to understand. "I'm in love with him can't you understand. I love him like you loved Mom!"
"I never loved your mother." The man screamed back. Then there was silence.
The screaming continued quickly, back and fourth between Cyan and her father until she couldn't take it anymore, until he couldn't take it anymore. She began grabbing things that belonged to her and suddenly opened the door. Even in front of Aion the two yelled in their native tongues. Her father gladly grabbed a box of things that were hers and her mothers and threw them out the front door. It was obvious at this point the argument was at it's apex, and that she was not coming back as box after box, scream after scream. "I hope you're happy!" Cyan yelled in frustration, following him into his office and knocking over desk items. "Being alone in your cold house! You're blood means nothing you're worse than a mudblood!"
The conversation between she and her father had started off quietly, but it devolved as her father though around words like mudblood. The argument dissolved into Spanish, like her father and mother used to do. "I am a mudblood, dad I am a mixed blood!" She shouted, tears of frustration welling in her eyes, however Cyan knew better than to cry. Not in front of her father. Her father continued to shout about her inability to keep a secret, and about her ruining his name. "It's my name too! Dad I love him!" She begged for him to understand. "I'm in love with him can't you understand. I love him like you loved Mom!"
"I never loved your mother." The man screamed back. Then there was silence.
The screaming continued quickly, back and fourth between Cyan and her father until she couldn't take it anymore, until he couldn't take it anymore. She began grabbing things that belonged to her and suddenly opened the door. Even in front of Aion the two yelled in their native tongues. Her father gladly grabbed a box of things that were hers and her mothers and threw them out the front door. It was obvious at this point the argument was at it's apex, and that she was not coming back as box after box, scream after scream. "I hope you're happy!" Cyan yelled in frustration, following him into his office and knocking over desk items. "Being alone in your cold house! You're blood means nothing you're worse than a mudblood!"