would you play along * gideon!

[DEMETRIUS APOLLO KAKOS]

* continued!

Since Demetrius was sixteen, he's been searching for his real mother. Adreena Kakos, so far no luck. He knew she had to be locked up for some time. After all first offenses go to jail for 45 days, but the worst part was that she was charged with endangering the welfare of a child. His foster parents really didn't want him finding out who she was or what she was doing now and they definitely shot down his ambitions of finding his father when he was fourteen. The orphanage had informed them on everything in his parent's records. They discovered how his father left his mother and before hand they were in a very abusive relationship. Demetri swore up and down he'd never hit a lady but here we go. Here he is doing it and completely going against all the morals. All because of a little white drug called cocaine.

He smiled when she hugged him and he put his long arms around her. The kid was a giant compared to his little petite girlfriend. He was six foot four and he weighted about one hundred fifty six pounds. He was skinny and frail. Let's not forget the color of skin was incredibly white which was incredibly odd considering the fact that his mother was one hundred percent greek. Though he knew as the tour progressed and him being in the sun more that he would end up being the tannest one on the entire tour. Demetrius was really proud of his Greek heritage and his name but, really no one could even guess he was Greek. He looked more like his extremely Irish father. Most people wouldn't even guess the kid was Greek until he said his entire name. Kakos was obviously the most Greek last name a person could ever come across. Most people didn't even know to pronounce it the right way. Oh well though.

It really felt good to hear her say that she missed him. He continued to smile as he stared down at her. Gosh, she was so gorgeous. She was about ten times more frail then he was, and he was almost sure that he was a foot taller or so. Demetrius also found her eyes to be the most beautiful thing about her. They were large and it kind of looked like someone squeezed her a bit too much when she was a baby. Oh, it just added right to the cuteness factor. He honestly could say that his girlfriend was beautiful and mean it. His other girlfriends were incredibly trashy and disgusting. The one girl Victoria that he dated, wore too much make up and when she took it all off, she wasn't that attractive. Gideon could wear absolutely no make up and still be gorgeous. He knew she was a natural beauty. But a year ago he didn't fall in love her because of her looks. It was way beyond that. It was before the drugs and the violence.

He fell in love with her because her personality out shined everything else. Her personality illuminated his life and made him so happy. She really could make him laugh without even trying, her quirks is what made Demetrius so attracted to her. She had the innocence that he had never seen in another girl. He might be four years older then her but, this innocence wasn't in a creepy kind of way. She was just so shy and cute. Demetrius was used to girls trying to sleep with him, which he always denied the offers. This kids biggest fear was getting STD's. So there had to be a long time connection before he ever thought about sleeping with anyone. He trusted her quickly, except he never mentioned anything to her about his past. It was way to early for that. He knew everyone had skelatons in their closet, but this was a little different. He never really told anyone but his birth parents but his seventeen year old adopted sister. He had three little sisters who were all adopted at separate times. His youngest adopted sister is five years old, the other one is ten and of course the one on the tour with him is is seventeen like stated above. Haha. "I want to spend time with you too." Though sometimes he tried avoiding her just to stop himself from harming her. He couldn't believe how many times she took him back. Demetrius physically hurt her yet it didn't really matter to her. Of course when he sobered out he apologized like hell. Most of the time he even cried about it too. He never meant to her, but he just keeps on doing it.

Oh, how he loved her but sometimes she just really pissed him off. Of course it wasn't her fault or really his. Though I've stated this plenty of times as well. Of course when she brought up the dried blood on his face he let out a really pissed off sigh. "No. Why is it always about the drugs? You think every fucking day that I'm snorting cocaine! You know how hard I'm trying to quit. Yet each day you keep on accusing me. I accidentally got hit in the face with a ball that my sister and I were throwing around." Demetrius had such anger in his voice and of course it was raised. He was a little pissed off, well actually he was really pissed off. He even resorted to lying to her. Everyone knew he was trying to quit. Demetri also fought with his sister most of the time because she'd bring it up. "Can't you just start a normal conversation without bringing up my flaws? I hardly ever bring up yours but your a constant fucking reminder of me." It wasn't even five minutes and he started yelling at her. Once again he released a sigh, refraining himself from flipping out. He was such a moody little prick. "Ugh, I'm sorry but I hate how you keep bringing it up." In reality she hardly ever brought it up. The kid was a nut.

TAG: gideon/alyssa
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MUSE:[/color] yeah - usher
CLOTHING:[/color] click!
NOTES:[/color] love youuu<3 sorry it took so long
CREDIT:[/color] TILLY of caution 2.0.[/font][/left][/size]

[GIDEON MARIE STANISLAV]

honestly, gideon loved hugging demetrius. he was the one person besides emaroza that she trusted enough to hug or be around all alone. she was actually really paranoid about that sort of thing. she didn't like being around people she didn't know very well. she had had a hard time going out with demetrius at the beginning of their relationship considering she really didn't like going out into the public at all, and he was huge. or maybe she was just small? she wasn't quite sure, but she was only five feet and ninety five or so pounds. he had to be almost a foot and a half taller than her and some fifty pounds heavier than her, but that was just guestimating. when it came down to pure facts, he could snap her like a twig. gideon wasn't sure if he knew that, but it scared her, sometimes. she was tiny compared to him. she was fragile, breakable, and she knew it. a lot of the time, she wished she could've been bigger. maybe then it wouldn't hurt as bad when he hit her. maybe, she would even have the guts to hit him back if she had a little bit more force to use.. but when it came down to it, no matter how much she wished she could be bigger, she couldn't. no matter how much she wished it didn't hurt as bad as it did, it still hurt that bad. and no matter how much she wished she had the courage and strength to hit him back, or even just leave him, she could never bring herself to do it.

so, when his large arms wrapped around her she couldn't help but smile. sometimes, it didn't seem like it was a very common feeling for her, being hugged by her boyfriend. it was refreshing to be hugged instead of hit. she loved him from the bottom of her heart, she really did, but she hated the things he did. sure, he'd been trying to quit doing drugs and such, but it was obviously not working. he needed something to wake him up. he needed to see how he acted and how drugs really weren't going to help him get anywhere. it was like they were going backwards in their relationship rather than forwards because she was always hurt and he was always fucked up, whether he thought she realized it or not. most of the time, she didn't bring it up, knowing that her day was probably going to be better if she just left it alone. she trusted him enough to stop doing it, but lately.. it just didn't seem like it was working out for him as well as he hoped it was. maybe if she just left it alone completely... it would get better. yeah, that's what she'd been telling herself for months, now.. it wasn't getting better and she couldn't trust it to get better, honestly. she hated that she couldn't do anything to help him. she didn't want to be so worthless, but she really was. she couldn't even help one of the only people she really loved.

soon after she cut the hug and asked her small question, though.. her thoughts were ripped from her mind. his loud words made her cringe. gideon didn't know what to do. she never knew what to do in this situation, the only thing she really knew was that she couldn't tell anyone that this was happening. nobody could find out, because if someone did.. well, then emaroza would know, and then her relationship would be down the toilet. a lot of the time, she came to the conclusion that she deserved to be treated like this. he always seemed so convincing while he was screaming at her in the same angry voice he always did. she knew he was trying to stop, but sometimes.. she had to ask because she was either worried or because she wanted to know the truth. right now, she was terrifed, not because she believed he was actually hurt, but because he was angry with her. it wasn't something new, in fact, it occurred very often between them, and she still had no idea what to do about it. she couldn't go tell roza, in fact, she had to hide the bruises and the aches from the one person that had never hurt her in her whole life. it was hard, especially during the hot weather in los angeles when she wore long sleeved shirts just to hide them. she didn't like to, but she felt she had to in order to be able to stay with demetrius. she knew that roza wouldn't stand for it, and she would be forced to break up with him.

gideon had let go of his hand, now and was preparing to get hit. her tiny hands covered the back of her head as she cowered. "No. Why is it always about the drugs? You think every fucking day that I'm snorting cocaine!" "i'm sorry." "You know how hard I'm trying to quit. Yet each day you keep on accusing me." "i know, i'm sorry." "I accidentally got hit in the face with a ball that my sister and I were throwing around." she was on the verge of tears as he finished. what did he want from her? she was just worried about him. "i'm sorry." she managed to whisper it through all of his talking. she wasn't really interrupting him, just murmuring that she was sorry every time he finished a sentence. "Can't you just start a normal conversation without bringing up my flaws? I hardly ever bring up yours but your a constant fucking reminder of me." the words were like poison to her ears, venom slipping through his teeth. "i'm sorry." she was practically hyperventilating from fear. gideon knew that she rarely ever brought up his drug abuse problem, but obviously he didn't. he was making things up, but she just wanted to make it stop, or at least get the pain over with so she had a good reason to cry. "i'm sorry." she was barely able to whimper the words as he apologized to her. it wasn't something that never happened. in fact, he apologized to her a lot, though it wasn't nearly as much as she said she was sorry to him. she was still preparing for him to start smacking her around. he was the predator, she was the prey. it was nothing new. "i'm sorry." she was practically shaking as he finished his speech. gideon was terrified, and she knew she looked the part.

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[DEMETRIUS APOLLO KAKOS]

He repeatedly counted how many times she said sorry. Her apologizes didn't matter at this very moment. He was infuriated with her accusation of him doing coke. Despite the fact that he as a matter of fact snorted a line. He was trying to get clean for the both of them and Demetrius didn't want her to find out the truth. The truth that he was still doing his dirty deeds. The truth that he wasn't trying to better himself. Everything was going to stay the same as it was. They both were going to suffer because of his irrational behavior and addictions. Demetrius tried, he honestly did, but it was just so damn hard for him. After all he was stressed out all the time and everything bothered him. Between his past and his band he never had time to think everything out.

"You know what sets me off, Gideon! You fucking know it! Yet you still do it!" He yelled getting closer to her practically screaming in her face. He had some serious issues. Really he did. One minute he'd be all like "Oh Giddy I love you!" and then the next second he'd be screaming in her ear. The kid was fucked up, though he would have never had the balls or anger to do all of this shit if it wasn't for the fact that he did so many drugs. "You're such a fucking bitch! You know that?" Demetrius yelled as he shoved her. "You never know how to keep your mouth shut and how to not say shit that pisses me off. Do you do this on purpose?" He shoved her again. His eyes went cold and he was no longer himself. He was a monster. Demetrius couldn't even recognize himself if he could see this out of his own body. He'd be so surprised and probably freak out. "You're so ungrateful for everything I've done for you. I've tried so hard to make you happy and all you do is throw it back in my face. Time after time. You make yourself miserable." He kept screaming at her time after time. That's until his own thoughts made him snap and he slapped her across the face. It wasn't even like a light slap, it was hard and loud. After slapping her he stared at her for a couple moments. The sound of the slap replaced the sorrys in his head. He hit her once more before backing up a little and realizing what was done. But he didn't feel sorry for it. He felt as if she deserved it.

"Bet you fucking feel sorry now, you dirty whore!" Talk about blowing things out of proportion. Like honestly that's all he ever did now a days.

TAG: gideon/alyssa
WORDS:

[/color] 449
MUSE:[/color] samson - regina spektor
CLOTHING:[/color] click!
NOTES:[/color] love youuu<3 sorry it took so long and sorry it sucks so much!
CREDIT:[/color] TILLY of caution 2.0.[/font][/left][/size]

[GIDEON MARIE STANISLAV]

gideon didn't know what to do. she could tell where this was leading, and she couldn't help but be terrified. she could feel the shaking throughout her whole body as her knees trembled with fear, her fingers and hands cold as she tried to think of what to do. maybe if she could get to him before his anger escalated.. how would she do that? that would mean stepping even closer into the line of shot(or something like that?). she needed to think this all the way through, but she knew she didn't have the time for all of that. gideon knew that with the time she'd been putting up with this, knowing what to do should have been really easy for her, but it wasn't. the changes in his mood and expressions still took her by surprise. all it took was one wrong word and he world crumbled to bits in front of her very eyes. she looked around the bus, trying to find somewhere to go that was far enough away from him that he would have the time to cool down before just striking her.

too late. gideon felt his hand slam against her face. the tears she'd been trying to hold in for so long broke free, sliding down her cheeks as she gave a small sob of pain. she knew that he didn't realize what he was really doing. it was the drugs. but there was only so many times she could tell herself that before she started believing that this what who he was becoming. gideon was starting to believe that any source of the old, real demetrius was being washed away from him, and he was becoming a new, cold, drug addicted demetrius. one that she wouldn't and couldn't handle being with for more than another month or two before things got so out of control that she ended up in the hospital. or worse; in a ditch. this was more than she could handle. she wasn't strong. with that little thought, she brought her head back forward to look up at him.

it didn't take long for another hard smack to be planted on her face. she could feel the skin burning where his hand had connected with her flesh both times. she knew that a red mark would form there, and possibly even a bruise. what was she going to tell people? the thought was starting to form in her head. but she didn't come up with a good excuse before more words streamed from his lips. she couldn't bring herself to argue with him. the names stuck to her mind like glue, and repeated themselves over and over again. she had to make this stop. quietly, she reached up, wiping the tears from her eyes she looked up at him. the thought of trying to get him to have sex with her rather than continue being angry with her.. she'd never tried it before.. maybe now was the time. without further thought about it, she practically launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly.

"i'm sorry." she managed to murmur against whatever skin she could reach. stretching, she could reach his collarbone, her hot breath moving across it. she closed her eyes for a second, hoping this was working and that he wasn't going to toss her to the other side of the room, because she was apparently a dirty whore.. maybe he didn't want her anymore. that thought scared her and she planted a few kisses across his shirt, trying to make herself as tall as possible, barely reaching his neck. "i love you, i'm sorry." her voice ghosted from her lips, just barely hovering in the air as one of her hands dropped down to his pants, touching the fabric that covered his most sensitive spot gently.

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[DEMETRIUS APOLLO KAKOS]

Demetrius totally didn't not see what was coming next for him. He expected her to cry, and then just for him to leave her alone for an hour or so. Then probably come back and offer her to lie in bed with him for awhile and apologize for hours on end. Go to bed with her, holding her tight and then in the morning helping her cover up her marks and realizing how much pain she was really in. He'd apologize over and over again. He'd tell her how he's going to change and how he was going to quit doing drugs. Then after she left he'd probably cave into the temptation of snorting a couple lines in his bathroom. Everyone of his band mates knew that he did coke. Almost everyone he knew had some knowledge to the fact that he was a cocaine addict. It was a shame really. Especially after chronic cocaine use it's so hard to be happy after. He'd probably have to be on depression medication heavily until he died, if he didn't die from the coke binges. It was a vicious cycle this addiction. It really was. If he just stuck with smoking pot the worst that would happen to him was that he'd always be sleeping and cuddling with her. Or eating his band out of house and home. If it only could be that simple to go back to that.

Feeling her hot breath against on his shirt made him feel hot. Anything associated with his collarbones turned him on. He had a collarbone fetish, he loved when things touched his collarbone and he loved Gideon's collarbones. He honestly thought they were the most attractive thing about her. They popped pretty far out on her because of the fact that she was so thin. They were pretty damn hot and he'd always suck on them just to turn himself on even more. He was a real odd ball and pretty much everyone knew this. Demetrius put his hands on the end of his shirt and took it off reveling his bare chest. After doing so he pulled her as close as he possibly could. He was so skinny that it was disgusting. He was just skin and bones. The cocaine really effected him appearance wise as well as emotionally. It was horrible for him. It really was.

He was so turned on by all of this that he forgot that he was even mad at her. Really, all he wanted to do was have rough sex with her. "It's alright, Gideon." He told her as he began kissing her neck. As soon as he looked down and almost saw her hand on his area, he had a huge smirk on his face. "I'd forgive you if you would take your shirt off and take off my jeans with your teeth." Demetrius, you dirty smut! He was really enjoying this all too much. If she was to put her hand completely on his area, she would notice that he had a boner. Well, she could also just look down because his pants were so damn tight that you could clearly see the outline of his penis.

It's a shame the way he treats her because of the fact that he really does love her. Gideon is his very first real girlfriend and his first love. He never felt so much emotion for someone like the way he felt for her before. The drugs twisted him into something he wasn't. Gideon was also the first girl he planned on having a future with. He wanted to have children with and a big house with a yard. The yard would consist of a swimming pool, a dog, and a swing set. He wanted to live the american dream with her. He never wanted children till he started dating her. He really did love her.

TAG: gideon/alyssa
WORDS:

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MUSE:[/color] the winter song - eisley
CLOTHING:[/color] click!
NOTES:[/color] love youuu<3 sorry it took so long and sorry it sucks so much!
CREDIT:[/color] TILLY of caution 2.0.[/font][/left][/size]

[GIDEON MARIE STANISLAV]

gideon, of all people, knew what demetrius' turn on and offs were. she'd been with him for almost six months. he had taken her first kiss and her virginity. she knew nothing about sexual intercourse other than the things she'd experienced with him, and she could, in no way, say that she disliked the feeling of adventure she got from it. the adrenaline, the pleasure, and sometimes the pain. it all felt good, which was something she wasn't sure she usually encountered when in demetrius' presence. she loved him, she really did. gideon would never do something like this with anyone else, but she couldn't say that she wasn't getting sick of the pain and sorrow that seemed to come in the package of this relationship. she'd never had one outside of this one, but she knew from what her sister told her that she wasn't supposed to have the red marks and bruises. the people that loved you were supposed to make you feel good about yourself, not make you feel even worse.

she felt relief rush through her body as demetrius said that it was okay. her plan had worked. the irritation and anger that had been written all over his face and words just moments ago. his words and his expression were much softer now, more wanting.. more lust. she didn't mind that as long as he wasn't hitting her or calling her names. she could live with this. gideon definitely knew she had to try this more often. maybe that would resolve some of the many questions people asked her about the bruises that covered bits and pieces of her body. sometimes, things were like they were today, which was much better than it was other days. she didn't think he was too fucked up today, maybe he'd done it awhile before she got there instead of directly before.. maybe he just felt nicer today, but there were days when the hurt and pain just got thrown at her. days when his anger rained down on her like a storm.

the next words didn't really surprise her. now that she had started this, gideon was fully prepared to finish it as well. quietly, she pulled herself away from him, staring up at him with intense eyes as she shrugged the jacket off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the side quietly. her eyes left his for a second, trailing down his body quietly. she smirked a tiny bit noticing the excess tightness in the front of his pants. he was as prepared for this as she was, and gideon knew that the boner he had was nowhere near comfortable in those jeans. her eyes moved back to his, her gaze as intense as before as she reached down to the bottom of her shirt, crossing her arms just because it made it easier to get her shirt off. as gracefully as she could, she pulled her shirt over her hair, dropping it on top of her jacket quietly. she was ready for this, and she knew it. she couldn't help but think that there was nothing more she'd rather be doing right now.

without much of another though she shrunk herself down to a point where she could reach his pants with her mouth, glancing up at him as she went in for the kill. she let her hand brush over the fabric just gently before tugging at the button with her teeth. she was realizing this wasn't going to be as easy as she might have hoped. she'd never done this before, and all she could really think or know to do was tug at that little patch of fabric. after a few more seconds a sigh of relief left her barely parted lips, watching as the little button slipped through the hole. she pulled away for a second, assessing the rest of the situation. all she had to do now was get the zipper down and his pants on the floor. gideon's only concern was messing up and making him mad. she was right in the line of fire if he wanted to kick her or something like that. part of her couldn't help but wonder how many times other girls had done this for him. this was the first time she had.

after a few careful minutes, gideon moved back up his body placing small kisses near the elastic of his boxers and up his torso to his collar bone once more, pressing herself as close to him as she possibly could, letting her teeth graze against his soft flesh before pulling him to the couch and trying to push him onto the couch. he went along with it, making it easier for her. silently, she climbed onto his lap, shifting so she was straddling him, one leg on either side of the both of his as she kissed his lips hard.

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