Teddy Bear (M for viloence)

Lil_Suqirrel2 · Posts: 4 Join date: 2009-03-12

Young Nyx.

Nyx now.

Teddy, I've been bad again,
My Daddy has told me so;
I'm not quiet sure what I did wrong.
But I thought that you might know.

When I woke up this morning,
I knew that he was mad;
Cause he was screaming awful loud,
And calling mommy names.

I tried my best to be real good,
And do just what he said;
I cleaned my room all by myself,
I even made my bed.

But I spilled milk on my good shirt,
When he yelled at me to hurry;
And I guess he didn't hear me,
When I told him I was sorry.

Cause he hit me awful hard, you see,
And called me funny names;
And told me I was really bad,
And I should be ashamed!

When I said,"I love you, Daddy,"
I guess he didn't understand;
Cause he yelled at me to shut my mouth.
Or I'd get smacked again.

So, I came up here to talk to you,
Please tell me what to do;
Cause I really love my Daddy,
And I know he loves me, too.

And I don't think my Daddy means,
To hit me quite so hard;
I guess sometimes, grown-ups forget.
How big they really are!

So Teddy, I wish you were real,
And you weren't just a bear;
Then you could help me find a way.
To tell Daddies everywhere.

To please try hard to understand.
How sad it makes us feel;
Cause the outside pain soon goes away,
But the inside never heals!

And if we could make them listen,
Maybe then they'd understand;
So other children just like me,
Wouldn't have to hurt again.
But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight,
And pretend the pain's not there;
I know you 'd never hurt me,

I love you......
Teddy!

Main street flooded with shoppers of every sort. Most were running about like chickens with their heads cut off. Nyx couldn't help but wonder why everyone always waited till the last minute to go shopping for Christmas presents. She zipped up her coat to the top, the snow had started to fall a little harder now and it was awhile till she would be back to her place. But as she walked on she couldn't help but stop inside a store. She walked into one of the more popular toy stores in the town, even though it was a few days before Christmas the store was still filled with toys. She walked about the store not really looking for anything to get. She took a turned and found herself walking down an aisle full of stuffed animals. She picked up a brown teddy bear, it looked so much like the one she had as a little girl. She hadn't thought about that bear in years, she wondered where it was or if it still existed.

Nyx left the with her store bag in hand, she hadn't planned on buying anything but the teddy bear had brought up memories that she couldn't deny that she had missed. Her phone vibrated on her hip, she retrieved it out of her holder and looked at the ID, it read 'Mark.' Just what she needed, more shit to worry about. She let the call go to voicemail and placed the phone back in its holder. Nyx finally came to her apartment building. She walked inside and shook the snow from her coat, she took the elevator up the eleven floors. She exited the elevator into the empty hallway. She half expected Mark to be standing there with his arms crossed and a pissed expression on his face but he wasn't. She released her breath and walked up to her door. She pulled out her key and unlocked the door. Once inside her place she locked and chained her door shut. She tossed her purchase onto the couch and walked into her tiny kitchen.

She stared into the fridge, she wasn't sure what she was looking for but she was sure when she saw what ever it was she would know that's what she wanted. When she couldn't find anything that appealed to her she grabbed a soda and walked back into the living room. She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Her cell phone dinged telling her she had a voicemail that needed to be listened to. She ignored the dinging for as long as she could. She grabbed her phone from it's holster and clicked on it, she placed the phone to her ear as the voicmail started.
'Where the hell have you been? If you don't pick up your fucking phone you are going to regret it. I swear the next time you see me you are going to be sorry bitch'

Nyx took a deep breath, deleted the message and placed her phone on her coffee table. She turned her attention to the TV to get her mind off Mark but that was going to be hard. She tried to think of why she had let herself get involved with someone like him and what was even harder to understand, was why she let him treat her the way he did. All those bruise and broken bones and now she was trying to get away from him after he sank his teeth into her. (figuratively speak).

((I need a guy please. I want him to live in her apartment building a couple of doors down from hers. He is going to have an idea what is going on between her and her ex Mark. But your character is going to think she's still with him. Your character is kind of her friend but they haven't really had the time to sit down and get to know one and other till the day that Mark comes to Nyx's apartment pounding on her door and screaming at him. And that's when your character can't sit by any longer and let this happen. I'm not saying he beats the crap out of him...that is unless you want to. But after that your character helps Nyx and all the while they fall for one and other.))