Post by victoria hope jean on Jun 21, 2011 14:17:33 GMT -5
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V I C T O R I A ● HOPE ● J E A N
i tear my heart open, i sew myself shut
my weakness is that i cared too much
and my scars remind me that the past is real
i tear my heart open just to feel
SIXTEEN ● STUDENT/JUNIOR ● SUICIDAL
SELENA GOMEZ
text messages:
"you're such a slut, hope. how could you do that?"
"seriously, tori. shut the fuck up. he didn't do that, he wouldn't lie to me like that."
"nice try, tori. no one is going to believe your fat ass, give it up. btw, u were good for your first time, wanna do it again?"
voicemail:
"hope, darling. please come home, we're all worried about you. i don't understand why you did this.. what happened? please, just talk to me."
"ha, you actually thought you could get away with telling your brother? nothing happened, tori. you're making it all up, so shut the fuck up before i do it for you."
"hey tori, listen.. ashley is having a kick ass party i think you would like. it starts at nine, so be ready by then, kay? me and alex will be by later to pick you up."
hope is a sweet girl with a bad past. she is the sweetest girl that you'll meet, always smiling and laughing. she loves helping people, whether it be helping a little boy with his art project to something major, like helping someone with the depression. if she makes someone smile, her job is done in her eyes. she has a weakness for small animals, kids, and people with disabilities. she has personally learned sign language for deaf people, so she would have a way to communicate with them. she's very outgoing and will be the first person to say hi and try to become your friend. she's very loyal to her friends and will always be there for them, no matter what they need. she's very caring and sometimes acts like a mother towards the people that she cares about.
but with that, she also has a temper and an attitude. she isn't someone you want to be an enemy. if she doesn't like you, she's going to let it be known. every time she sees you, or even hears your name, she will say something about it. she's pretty big on revenge, so she'll do anything to make your life hell if she doesn't like you. sometimes, she'll tease the people she doesn't like until they leave. she's very opinionated and will say what she thinks, whether it's good or not. she gets angry very easily and if she's mad, harsh words come out left and right, as well as her fists.
teresa gonzales and parker jean met at a fair in houston, texas when they were in their twenties. it was an instant connection. they went on a couple of dates, before they finally became a couple. they never once did the 'break-up-then-get-back-together' thing. sure, they fought, but they always talked it out. soon, they announced the engagement, and soon the couple turned into 'mr. and mrs. parker jean.' it didn't take long for them to get their family started. connor ray jean was born just nine months later, starting their happy family. a year later, victoria hope jean was introduced to the world.
they taught the two to always follow their dreams and to never give up. when hope turned three, she took an interest in music. she would always watch her mother play piano with connor and soon, she made her place on the bench. her mother taught the two of them how to play piano, and when connor got old enough, he started playing guitar, soon teaching his sister. the family lived on a ranch, so they also had horses, which the children loved to play with.
hopes life wasn't anything to write a book about until she got into her highschool years. she spent her freshman year alone, because her brother began to hang out with the 'wrong crowd.' of course, he tried to get his own sister into the crowd, but she always refused, making her brother turn from her. she spent her time with her ten year old sister, annabell. she would teach her how to play different songs on the piano and go horse back riding with her. she didn't want annabell to be abandoned by both of her siblings. unfortunately, it happened anyway.
eventually, connor talked to her again and slowly brought her into his gang of friends. they got close again, only because the small girl agreed to hang out with his friends. they constantly tried to get her to drink or try a certain kind of drug, but she always refused. it was obvious that it pissed them off. she spent months with them, mothering them when they would get too drunk or have too much of one drug. she would also wind up taking the fall when someone would get into trouble, making her mother wonder what was going on with her. she would try to tell her that it wasn't her, but the others, but connor always came up with an excuse to get teresa to believe him. she just ignored it, wanting to stay close to her brother, but she knew that she was growing tired of it.
one day, her brother left her a voicemail about going to a party, telling her to get ready. she did and they left. when she got there, she let her nose scrunch up at what she seen. girls dressed like sluts, drugs in every corner of the room, and almost every teenager there was drinking. her brother led her outside, so she was happy she wasn't in the house filled with teenagers. soon, they brought out the alcohol and drugs for themselves. it was alright for a while, everyone just goofing off an having fun, until they tried to get her to try things again. she refused and tension in the air started to build. she then excused herself from the group and ran upstairs to the bathroom. she really just needed to clear her head.
she stayed in there for a couple of minutes, before opening the door to leave. she didn't even get a foot out of the door when she was pushed back inside. she immediately noticed who it was, and she tried to talk him down from whatever it was he was about to do. it didn't work however. as soon as he started to advance on her, she made a run for the door, but he stopped her. they fought for a good amount of time, with her resulting in a black eye, along with many bruises and scratches along her body. when he got her down to the floor, he had his way with her. she was raped that night, by her best friends brother.
the worst part? it was on her birthday. she checked her phone after it happened, it was 1:30 AM on May 28.
for weeks, she tried to tell connor, but his best friend, alex, always told him something different that got him to believe alex over herself. the worst part was connor would always bring his friends over to their house, resulting in a screaming match between alex and hope, even connor sometimes. soon, everyone started calling her crude names. slut, whore, fatass, you name it. she was called everything by her old group of 'friends' and alex would always make remarks about the way that she looked, and bringing up the night they were together. this tore her into pieces. alex would always catch her alone and threaten her, if she didn't knock it off. he would always tell her nothing happen and she needed to keep quiet, or he would do it for her. the threats would get worse and worse, scaring the young girl.
she lost all contact from her brother soon after that, not wanting to put up with his words. of course, it never worked. he would always find a way to corner her and they would fight. soon, she stopped eating, the words on her looks getting to her. depression hit her like a brick and she never left her room. cuts would end up all over her body and soon, you could see her bones from the lack of food in her body. her mother started to take an interest in what was going on with her daughter, but she would never get an answer. hope was slowly withering away.
hope grew tired of always running into connor and his friends at her house, so one day she took money from her mothers purse and packed her things. when it was night fall, she ran out of her house and ran two cities over, staying in a small hotel. she stayed there for a couple of days, ignoring the calls from her mother and father, before she decided to do what she meant to do the night that she left. one morning, she took almost all of her fathers pain pills that she took and cut deep, long cuts on both of her arms. she fell in her own puddle of blood soon after that. a maid found her maybe ten minutes later, going to clean the room. a couple of days later, she woke up in a hospital that was close to the hotel that she was staying in, her mother crying at her side. her whole family was there, even connor, but he didn't seem happy about it. she found out they pumped her stomach and sewn up the gashes on her arm. she lost alot of blood as well. that was the day her mother found out that she was anorexic, as well.
as soon as she was completely healed physically, her mother told her that she needed help. for weeks, the two women fought about whether or not hope needed to see a therapist or not. teresa won and the depressed teenager went to see a therapist in houston. the therapist, however, couldn't get anything out of her and told her mother that she needed to stay somewhere. so teresa searched for the best place to send her daughter, that's when she ran across hawthorne. she packed hopes things and sent her off, hoping that her happy daughter would come back.
"you're such a slut, hope. how could you do that?"
"seriously, tori. shut the fuck up. he didn't do that, he wouldn't lie to me like that."
"nice try, tori. no one is going to believe your fat ass, give it up. btw, u were good for your first time, wanna do it again?"
voicemail:
"hope, darling. please come home, we're all worried about you. i don't understand why you did this.. what happened? please, just talk to me."
"ha, you actually thought you could get away with telling your brother? nothing happened, tori. you're making it all up, so shut the fuck up before i do it for you."
"hey tori, listen.. ashley is having a kick ass party i think you would like. it starts at nine, so be ready by then, kay? me and alex will be by later to pick you up."
hope is a sweet girl with a bad past. she is the sweetest girl that you'll meet, always smiling and laughing. she loves helping people, whether it be helping a little boy with his art project to something major, like helping someone with the depression. if she makes someone smile, her job is done in her eyes. she has a weakness for small animals, kids, and people with disabilities. she has personally learned sign language for deaf people, so she would have a way to communicate with them. she's very outgoing and will be the first person to say hi and try to become your friend. she's very loyal to her friends and will always be there for them, no matter what they need. she's very caring and sometimes acts like a mother towards the people that she cares about.
but with that, she also has a temper and an attitude. she isn't someone you want to be an enemy. if she doesn't like you, she's going to let it be known. every time she sees you, or even hears your name, she will say something about it. she's pretty big on revenge, so she'll do anything to make your life hell if she doesn't like you. sometimes, she'll tease the people she doesn't like until they leave. she's very opinionated and will say what she thinks, whether it's good or not. she gets angry very easily and if she's mad, harsh words come out left and right, as well as her fists.
teresa gonzales and parker jean met at a fair in houston, texas when they were in their twenties. it was an instant connection. they went on a couple of dates, before they finally became a couple. they never once did the 'break-up-then-get-back-together' thing. sure, they fought, but they always talked it out. soon, they announced the engagement, and soon the couple turned into 'mr. and mrs. parker jean.' it didn't take long for them to get their family started. connor ray jean was born just nine months later, starting their happy family. a year later, victoria hope jean was introduced to the world.
they taught the two to always follow their dreams and to never give up. when hope turned three, she took an interest in music. she would always watch her mother play piano with connor and soon, she made her place on the bench. her mother taught the two of them how to play piano, and when connor got old enough, he started playing guitar, soon teaching his sister. the family lived on a ranch, so they also had horses, which the children loved to play with.
hopes life wasn't anything to write a book about until she got into her highschool years. she spent her freshman year alone, because her brother began to hang out with the 'wrong crowd.' of course, he tried to get his own sister into the crowd, but she always refused, making her brother turn from her. she spent her time with her ten year old sister, annabell. she would teach her how to play different songs on the piano and go horse back riding with her. she didn't want annabell to be abandoned by both of her siblings. unfortunately, it happened anyway.
eventually, connor talked to her again and slowly brought her into his gang of friends. they got close again, only because the small girl agreed to hang out with his friends. they constantly tried to get her to drink or try a certain kind of drug, but she always refused. it was obvious that it pissed them off. she spent months with them, mothering them when they would get too drunk or have too much of one drug. she would also wind up taking the fall when someone would get into trouble, making her mother wonder what was going on with her. she would try to tell her that it wasn't her, but the others, but connor always came up with an excuse to get teresa to believe him. she just ignored it, wanting to stay close to her brother, but she knew that she was growing tired of it.
one day, her brother left her a voicemail about going to a party, telling her to get ready. she did and they left. when she got there, she let her nose scrunch up at what she seen. girls dressed like sluts, drugs in every corner of the room, and almost every teenager there was drinking. her brother led her outside, so she was happy she wasn't in the house filled with teenagers. soon, they brought out the alcohol and drugs for themselves. it was alright for a while, everyone just goofing off an having fun, until they tried to get her to try things again. she refused and tension in the air started to build. she then excused herself from the group and ran upstairs to the bathroom. she really just needed to clear her head.
she stayed in there for a couple of minutes, before opening the door to leave. she didn't even get a foot out of the door when she was pushed back inside. she immediately noticed who it was, and she tried to talk him down from whatever it was he was about to do. it didn't work however. as soon as he started to advance on her, she made a run for the door, but he stopped her. they fought for a good amount of time, with her resulting in a black eye, along with many bruises and scratches along her body. when he got her down to the floor, he had his way with her. she was raped that night, by her best friends brother.
the worst part? it was on her birthday. she checked her phone after it happened, it was 1:30 AM on May 28.
for weeks, she tried to tell connor, but his best friend, alex, always told him something different that got him to believe alex over herself. the worst part was connor would always bring his friends over to their house, resulting in a screaming match between alex and hope, even connor sometimes. soon, everyone started calling her crude names. slut, whore, fatass, you name it. she was called everything by her old group of 'friends' and alex would always make remarks about the way that she looked, and bringing up the night they were together. this tore her into pieces. alex would always catch her alone and threaten her, if she didn't knock it off. he would always tell her nothing happen and she needed to keep quiet, or he would do it for her. the threats would get worse and worse, scaring the young girl.
she lost all contact from her brother soon after that, not wanting to put up with his words. of course, it never worked. he would always find a way to corner her and they would fight. soon, she stopped eating, the words on her looks getting to her. depression hit her like a brick and she never left her room. cuts would end up all over her body and soon, you could see her bones from the lack of food in her body. her mother started to take an interest in what was going on with her daughter, but she would never get an answer. hope was slowly withering away.
hope grew tired of always running into connor and his friends at her house, so one day she took money from her mothers purse and packed her things. when it was night fall, she ran out of her house and ran two cities over, staying in a small hotel. she stayed there for a couple of days, ignoring the calls from her mother and father, before she decided to do what she meant to do the night that she left. one morning, she took almost all of her fathers pain pills that she took and cut deep, long cuts on both of her arms. she fell in her own puddle of blood soon after that. a maid found her maybe ten minutes later, going to clean the room. a couple of days later, she woke up in a hospital that was close to the hotel that she was staying in, her mother crying at her side. her whole family was there, even connor, but he didn't seem happy about it. she found out they pumped her stomach and sewn up the gashes on her arm. she lost alot of blood as well. that was the day her mother found out that she was anorexic, as well.
as soon as she was completely healed physically, her mother told her that she needed help. for weeks, the two women fought about whether or not hope needed to see a therapist or not. teresa won and the depressed teenager went to see a therapist in houston. the therapist, however, couldn't get anything out of her and told her mother that she needed to stay somewhere. so teresa searched for the best place to send her daughter, that's when she ran across hawthorne. she packed hopes things and sent her off, hoping that her happy daughter would come back.
KRISTA ● SEVENTEEN ● AIM/MSN
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" [/center]Hope stared at the ceiling that was in her room, which was just a bland white. Nothing there at all, which is exactly how it was supposed to be, unfortunately. You'd think they'd put something interesting in the dorms, so the teenagers would have something to do. Well, I suppose they count the laptops as something entertaining. She sat up in her bed and ran a hand through her hair for a moment, before jumping off of her bed and walking over to where her makeup and clothes were sitting out. She had told that boy, Micah, that she would show him around. It wasn't really anything new, she always offered to new kids. Most people wouldn't, but she was kind. Or, she tried to be. It didn't always work out with the way some people act around this school. Some students just annoyed her to no end.
With a sigh, she changed out of her sweats and into the simple clothing that she picked out. She looked at herself in the mirror, before putting on some light makeup. She finished putting on the lip gloss before smiling at her reflection and grabbing her bag. She looked over at her roommate with a grin and waved at her as she opened the door, "I'm going out, be back later!" She didn't bother waiting for a reply from the girl that has became her best friend and walked out of the room. As she began to make her way to the common room, she let her thoughts roam. Micah definitely caught her attention. He seemed like a bit of a player at first, but he said that he was faithful when he met the right girl. He was sweet, charming, and quite attractive from what she'd seen. His reason for being here didn't seem so bad to her, she thought it was alright to her. She'd heard some pretty outrageous things from the months that she'd been in this place. From minor drug abuse to trying to kill someone, so of course some minor theft didn't seem like much of a problem to her.
When Hope stepped into the common room, she let her brown eyes sweep across the room. Almost immediately, her eyes stopped on the counselor. She let a small smile come to her lips and a quiet laugh came out of her lips. As if only one counselor could do something, although she knew that the counselor could easily call others to assist him, if he needed it. She let her eyes keep looking around for the one person she was looking for. Soon, her eyes landed on the boy that she was looking for and a smile came to her lips. She walked over to him and placed her hands on her hips before opening her lips to speak, "Hey there," She said, with a kind smile on her lips. This night wouldn't be so bad, it was definitely better than being in her dorm all night.
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outfit: click!
tagged: mari with micah!
notes: this wasn't all that great, but it'll do. c:
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