Alistaire Anton Shaw (
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The Artist (Out Of Her Natural Environment)
Alistaire pulled up to the house. He still couldn't believe that Grandfather had run Alisa out of the city. He'd deal with that in due time, but right now, he had to get her to stop running. This location was a joke. A dirt road driveway? He was probably going to have to throw away these shoes. A large parcel was in the trunk of the Tesla Roadster he'd bought for the drive. He glanced back over his shoulder at it, before ringing the bell.
It was a lovely house, even if the location was a joke. He'd have to make sure to help her with the reselling.
It was a lovely house, even if the location was a joke. He'd have to make sure to help her with the reselling.
Re: Later That Night...
"The infamous Ryan Grimm. Pleasure to meet you. Alistaire Shaw."
A 'friend'. Is that what he is?
Re: Later That Night...
Is that what Alistaire was?
Ryan raised an eyebrow, but brought his hand forth anyway, after having shifted the bag of food and the Blu-Ray to his other hand.
"The notorious Alistaire Shaw. I'd say it's a pleasure, but my parents taught me early on not to lie. The pleasure, I'm afraid, will have to be all yours." His eyes ticked towards Alisa, the question in them clear. What's going on? "I hope I'm not interrupting something important."
Re: Later That Night...
"I got no clue how he found me! I didn' give him my new address! He den pretty much demanded I paint his portrait. I was cool wit' dat, only he didn' tell me it was a semi-nude potrait! Dis whole time, he's been makin' me t'ink about goin' back, questionin' everyt'ing, an' I don' know what de fuck I am doin', Ryan... I'm like on auto pilot or idiot mode! Once de school finds out about dis I'm done!"
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It hurt to actually say that. Once she had a clear head (and Alistaire had his clothes ON), she realized he was manipulating that small, insecure part of her. Playing her like a violin, offering her an easy way out instead of all the hard work she had been trying to do.
"Ryan? You haven' touched me in a long time. You don' invite me to go meet your friends, or meet your family. Are you ashamed o' me?" She had to ask. "Did I do sumt'ing wrong to you? I jus' ... I love you. An' I don' know if I am doin' sumt'ing wrong or somet'ing to drive you away from me."
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She pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to think.
"It's like Alistaire knows when I'm at my weakest an' shows right up to take advantage o' it. An' I've nearly fallen for it TWICE. It's two times too many, Ryan! I am wit' you, an' I don' ... no, I can' go back to de life I had wit' Alistaire. I'm not better den de Xavier School like he says! I'm better den him!" Her eyes narrowed. "Dat said... how do you feel like helpin' me get a RAT outta my house? Maybe my life for good? I am not gonna go back to de city wit' him. I'm NOT gonna risk gettin' played like a violin ever again. An' if I REALLY have to, I'll get a restrainin' order on him to keep him away! I mean really... it's creepy how he finds me, sometimes."
She gave a visible shiver. It was getting cold outside, and this was playing on her nerves.
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"I need some time alone? I've had plenty o' time alone, Ryan! Every-time I am alone, if I move, if I go somewhere... dere is Alistaire Shaw, uninvited, tellin' me how I deserve better den what I am doin' ! I don' go to him! I don' wanna go to him!" She pointed towards the house.
"Everyt'ing gets twisted an' turned upside down around him, an' I don' know what to t'ink or do! I can' tell left from right, up from down! He knows how to t'row me off balance an' bring chaos into my life. Take away every good t'ing jus' so I will go back to him! Breakin' t'ings off wit' me is like a huge WIN to a sociopath like him!"
She looked scared, she really looked scared that the only good thing left in her life was going to just up and leave. That little sparkle that made her smile and happy.
"Please, don' do dis..."
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He pressed his lips together in a thin line before opening his mouth to exhale. "Sometimes, no matter how far we run, maybe we're just meant to do the thing we don't want to do, to be with the people we don't want to be with. That sounds messed up, I know, but if Alistaire's gravity is that strong for you that you keep on getting drawn back in...look. It doesn't matter, clearly, whether I'm in your life or not. I could have been anyone else, and the same thing would have happened with Alistaire. Like it or not, he's going to be a part of your life until he's not - and that's clearly going to be up to him, not you, because so far, he's still here. This hurts, I know this hurts, and I'm sorry. But this is a battle that you need to fight, and so far, it feels as though you're just continuously giving in to the other side until you can find someone else to try and hide behind. I can't be that guy, Alisa. I'd love to be, but my life's complicated enough already, and I know I'm not going to end up the hero of this particular story. If you loved me the way that you said you did, then Alistaire wouldn't even have been here right now, despite whatever's been going on between the two of us."
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"I'm sorry I was such a burden." Her voice was flat, emotionless. "You should see Mrs. Ramsey about your nightmares. I'd go wit' you... but de chances o' me bein' allowed on de grounds again are slim. Please be careful goin' back to de city. Traffic is terrible dis time o' night."
Her eyes were watery, but she refused to let tears fall from them. Instead her shoulders slumped and she started to head back inside of her house. She could not bare to tell Ryan good-bye. Mostly because it could be forever. She did not want that, mostly because she could not face it.
Instead of shutting the door behind her, Alisa left it open and just headed up the spiral staircase and to the room across from the master bedroom. She did not acknowledge Alistaire when she walked inside. Instead, she shut the door behind her and locked it.
So this is what heartbreak felt like?
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He drew another deep breath, pushed himself away from the wall, and closed the front door of the apartment.
Alistaire was inside. He could pick up the pieces.
At least, he could if he could manage doing so without breaking Alisa further.
Shaking his head - this had become a surprisingly rough night - Ryan left the premises, dumping the seafood stew and taking to the sky.