The Madness (Part 1)

[Nevaeh]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

This role play was back in September. It started then but has been ongoing.

Jayden stared.

Nevaeh flaunts the fresh dyed hair and sexy little dress as she wall all dolled out but sporting a bag of food. Since she thought he was staring at the food, she started setting it out. "Food, you have to be hungry!"

Jayden: Umh, thanks? But I'm sure Nev will bring me lunch.

Nevaeh rolled her eyes, "Are we still on you not knowing me??? Jayd it's me! MEEEEEE"
blinked and grinned, "Me? Oooh, Nev! Didn't recognize you! What're you all dressed up for? Got a hot date?" Nevaeh shrugged, "I just got out of the salon She did my hair, my nails, my feet, pulled hair out of my body and... "She showed him her nails which little butterflies sat on, "They glow in the dark!"
Nevaeh: I was going to kill her this time, I swear it!
Nevaeh offers him a spoon full of the warm apple pie Ala mode. She holds it out to his mouth, a hand cupped under the spoon. "Try it!"

Jayden rolled his eyes and leaned in to take a bite, "Good!" He grinned, snagging the pie from her to start mawing down on it -he was hungrier than he had realized.

Nevaeh jumped back but smirked setting out the rest of the food, and a code red for him to wash it down with. Then she got into cleaning mode and grabbed her spray bottle and paper towels. She began to wipe down the counters. "Been busy today? I hear traffic is kind of slow. I only did 4 tattoo's tonight."

Jayden: Eh, no more than usual.
Jayden sat the pie down to open the code red and took a large gulp, hoping she'd brought more than one -he was a little piggy. Even when he was human, he could pack it away and never gain any weight.

Nevaeh motions to the bag on the counter. "I went with chinese today. It smelled good. I think he put in 6 or 7 soda's in the bag. But I wasn't sure if I should by the whole shelf out. Ohhhh... there is a few different kinds of chinese. I wasn't sure what you'd like so I got a bit of everything. Since I haven't been spending the twenty five dollars a day, I splurged today!"

Jayden: Chinese? Sweet! --No cats or dogs, right?
Jayden grins.

Nevaeh gives a disgusted look, "I don't think so. But oddly there were no cats in the chinese restaurant."

Jayden chokes back a laugh. He grinned at her, but it faltered to a half smile, "So, what'cha been up to?"

Nevaeh shrugs, "Oh nothing. I had to smash a rat with my beat beat stick."

Jayden: ... Say what?

Nevaeh: A stick Vel gave to me. I call it a beat beat stick because ... you beat things with it. Like those zombies. Bam... dead!

Jayden: ..Pffff

Nevaeh leans on the counter staring at him.

Jayden blinks, "What?"

Nevaeh: You're not eating. After I slaved away ordering ... woe is me, woe is me.
Nevaeh wiggles her brows smirking

Jayden rolled his eyes and started mawing down the food.

Nevaeh bent back down cleaning the counters, getting the front of the glass down to the floor. "What you be doing while I was cooking for you hunny bunny mushy bear." She snorted a laugh.


Jayden paused in his eating to let his head drop, forehead smacking against the counter.

Nevaeh heard the head smack and only laughed more. "You know you love it."

Jayden: No. I don't want anything to do with relationships. I want to forget relationships even exist. I'm going to go skydiving, not pull the parachute and plummet to my death. That would be the best. I'm dying of embarrassment anyways.
Mayhem such a mature teenager.

Nevaeh stood up and turned to glare at him, oh that was not a happy look. "Excuse me." Wee the only two words she could get out as the anger flared up on her face.

Jayden: Whaaat?!

Nevaeh got close to him hovering over him, "Never say those things again! Never... never talk of killing yourself. Not ever! So help me... I will ...not talk to you for a month!"

Jayden: Alright, alright!
Jayden frowned like a kicked puppy.

Nevaeh pouted and puckered up to cry, "Never want to think of you dead or dying or any of that!" Did he really want her smearing this nice makeup job the cosmetologist did on her?

Jayden panicked. He wrapped her in a big hug, "I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean it. I'm just confused and embarrassed!"

Nevaeh: Embarrassed about what? Eating in front of me?
Nevaeh wrapped her arms around him squeezing tight. She kissed his head leaving a bright red imprint of the lipstick she had on on his forehead. She didn't understand what was going on with him, but was doing him the favor of staying out of his head... for once.

Jayden: Nah.
Jayden: I, umh, I had a talk with Vel last time.

Nevaeh sits on the counter. "About what? Ohhh was it about that paper you turned in. I read it, I'd give you an A."
Nevaeh wasn't use to dresses, wasn't very lady like.

Mayhem: Nah, not that!
Mayhem: About...
Mayhem: Sexuality.

Nevaeh looked at him then shook her head not wanting to say what was on her mind.
Nevaeh: What did you talk about, about this sexuality? Because I have learned a bit about it too. I talked to Eve.

Mayhem: Umh... About what you and I talked about... What Ava said... About.... How the way I look at .... Fernando, isn't sizing up competition.

Nevaeh: Who is Fernando?
Nevaeh hadn't heard that name before.
Nevaeh wanted to tell him something but bit her tongue. Literally. It started bleeding.

Mayhem: ... Say what you're thinking and I might tell you who Fernando is.

Nevaeh: I think you aren't confused. I think you've always known, someone put you down for it, someone who you cared about a lot. And that made you want to pretend you were something else. Something you are not.... There is no need to hide, at least not with me. There never was.

Nevaeh: But sometimes you just have to admit things to yourself before it's all better.

Mayhem pursed his lips and ducked his dead down. His voice coming out barely a whisper, "Vel said the way I would eye Damian isn't sizing up competition... But... Damian bullied me in high school. It wouldn't be logical to like him. But Vel says feelings aren't logical... But I can't understand. It doesn't make any difference when you or Lil like girls, or guys I know like guys, but I can't understand anything that's illogical about myself. It's confusing..." His face flushed and he gripped at his short hair, "And then Vel asked him about his sexual preference and setting him up on a blind date, I was so embarrassed I wanted to die."

Nevaeh shook her head, "There is nothing wrong with you Jayd. There never was. I've known all along, and about Damian. Why do you think I told him to come over for the threesome? It wasn't for me. I was going to leave."
Nevaeh: And I doubt he was showing up for me.
Nevaeh gave him that look, "You don't sleep with a guy in your bed, you don't tease or taunt like you two do if ... if it's not mutual."

Mayhem: It's not mutual! Definitely never going to be. I'm going to drink myself silly until stupid 'emotions' are forgotten. It's the logical thing to do.

Nevaeh cups his cheeks, "Listen to me. You've helped me not be scared of men. You've helped me face some of the stuff I didn't want to do, didn't want to admit. I didn't want to admit I feel. Not only feel but have any emotions, it was easier to turn off then face it. But really it wasn't it hurt more. I was holding myself back just like you are doing to yourself. That's why we clicked so easily. Because we are so similar. Jayd, if it wasn't for you then I wouldn't be able to go on a date with Emmy. Or let him kiss me, or me kiss him back. Do yourself a favor... just say it."

Mayhem his brows furrowed and his lips pursed into a tentative like, "...When I'm ready, okay?" He wrapped the woman in a tight snug and rubbed out his temples. He didn't handle illogical well when it came to himself so this was a bit more of an internal battle than anything else.

Nevaeh hugged him, "You've come this far. Part of you is admitting it. Jayd... promise me one thing..."

[Mayhem]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--


Mayhem: Yeah?

Nevaeh: Just be happy.

Mayhem: Yeah.

Nevaeh: It's all I want for you. It's really not too much to ask. But.. if anyone doesn't treat you right, I'm going to kick their ***.
Nevaeh: Asssssss....

Mayhem smiled, "I'm surrounded by pretty, naggy women, who wouldn't be?" Winks, at her.

Nevaeh chuckles, "Nag huh... "
Nevaeh: Did you ever find the twins?

Mayhem his expression turned serious and he pulled out his laptop, dragging something up before handing it over to her,

Nevaeh took what it was. "Did you read it over? Are they okay?" She asked not wanting to open the file until she knew they were safe.

Mayhem shakes his head, "It's something you have to read for yourself."

Nevaeh opened it up looking it over.... "I have to go.."

Mayhem:... Want me to shut shop for today and come with?

Nevaeh looked at him seriously, "You know what I am going to have to do. Do you ..." She stopped and shook her head. "I... what... am I thinking? What did... I do?" She looked down at her hands like they were alien to her. "Jayd.... I ... quick, look up what happened to their father?"

Mayhem frowned but nodded. He pulled the computer back over and taped at it furiously before pursing his lips and his hands reached to try and shut the computer before she could see. This seemed to have her upset and he didn't want to upset her anymore.

Nevaeh reached out and stopped him from shutting it down. "Please. I need to know. I think.... I think.... I think I might have done something." It was called protecting herself, but Neva might not see it that way. From the looks of the computer, the police did good of covering it up, but used words like 'potential' rape victim. No one blamed her, legally wise anyway.

Mayhem his lips pursed but he turned the screen toward her...

Nevaeh leaned closer reading, flipping from one page to another. Long brown hair discovered at the scene. No leads. Beaten to death with a branch, but no finger prints. There was a huge struggle. She sat back in the chair. "I know what happened..." She said as the ghost appeared behind her whispering Do you?

Mayhem pursed his lips and snatched her up, sitting her on the counter next to the food and laptop. He went and turned the sign to closed and locked the door before going to stand in front of her, "Tell me, everything. You can't leave until you do."

Nevaeh flipped to the final newspaper clipping of the face of the man then gasped looking behind her, where the ghost stood. "You've been the one haunting me?" She talked to the air. She looked at Jayd, "He'd been doing those things for almost 6 months. It wasn't once. It wasn't just one time. I was 14 going on 15. He was 21. He forced himself, a family who went to church with ours, ate dinners with us. He threatened to kill us, my mom and dad if I told." The tears spilled, her voice shook but she stayed sitting up. "I couldn't take it Jayd... "
Nevaeh looked to him wavering between insanity and lucid moments as it opens up and swallows her whole, the memory. The ghost stood there being quiet too. "He forced me into the woods, I ... he pushed me down and I skinned my knee and started crying. He hit me.. he was laughing. I grabbed a branch and swung. It .... it was big, I shouldn't have been able to lift it."
Nevaeh: "He fell back and I dropped the branch. I went to get away, tried to run away. He grabbed my ankle. I fell and nearly hit my head on the rocks, so I grabbed one and started beating him with it. In his face, on his head. His grip loosened. Oh god... I'm a murderer!"

Mayhem smacked her cheeks to grip her face, surprisingly toughly for him to make her look him direct in the eyes, "That is called Self Defense. When humans are in danger, they release adrenaline to help protect their lives. You aren't a murderer, you are a survivor. No one will EVER know you did it, and you didn't do those kids any crime, a pedophile will not be stopped just because they're his own off-spring. Had he lived, he would have done to those children what he did to you. Would you rather it be what it is, or what he could have done?"

Nevaeh shook her head to agree with him. "But his mom did it to him. He told me that once..and now she has my kids."

Mayhem: Then...
Mayhem: We'll get your kids away from her.
Mayhem leaned over her and started typing away at his computer again.

Nevaeh: I will go kill her tonight.
Nevaeh didn't know what he was doing.

Mayhem: Nah. I need you to watch the shop for me. Just... Trust me on this, alright?
Mayhem bambi brown eyes stared up at her, in a surprisingly demanding way for the usually submissive boy.

Nevaeh nodded and looked around the shop. "Text me..often. please."
Nevaeh thought to herself, she could do this.. she could look normal, she could smile and wait on customers. She could.... not break down. Not freak out. Her eyes closed and head dropped down. She looked like she fell asleep for the briefest minutes. When she lifted her head she was all smiles and giggles. "I brought Gizmo!"

Mayhem memorized what he'd looked up on the screen before shutting it down. Jayd paused at the way she tried to cover herself and frowned, wrapping her in a big hug, "Go cry in the office to Gizmo. Then open the shop up, handle customers yourself, I'll be back later tonight, don't leave the shop until I come back."
Mayhem grabbed his jacket and his blade before slipping out the door.

Nevaeh looked at him confused, "Why would I cry? I has a Gizmo in my bag!" She bounced over and pulled him out ditching the heels. "Oh! And I brought you a special treat!" She reached in her bag pulling out cupcake flavored dental floss. "Isn't it the coolest?"

Mayhem stopped before exiting. He leaned back and ruffled her hair and leaned in to press a kiss to her forehead, "Stay. In. The. Shop. Okay? I need you to listen to me on this, okay, Nev? Tell me you'll stay in the shop and let people see you."

Nevaeh nodded, "Okay! But can you bring back some bubble gum? The pink kind!"

Mayhem: Yeah, just STAY put! Don't do anything but watch after the shop and customers and Gizmo!
Mayhem left through the spinny door after unlocking it and went to go deal with Nev's problems.

Nevaeh stayed in the shop because Jayd told her too. And someone had to work it. She actually sold three robots, four spy pens and Gizmo helped her sell one of the dragons on display. Gizmo whistled and coo'ed every time she took the money.