Cause you are my medicine --- [Jason/Meds]

[salem alaric burroughs]

UP ON MELANCHOLY HILL
t h e r e i s a p l a s t i c t r e e
ARE YOU HERE WITH ME?

Salem wasn't sure how he'd survived the last week without landing in the hospital. He had been staying with Sebren and Sorian, putting up with the abuse from the former, and crying his eyes out while he had his stuff moved to his new dorm. Salem had been very, very careful to not let Sebren know who he was being roomed with, given it was the boy he was currently falling for and the one he was accused of flirting with by the gossip blogger, to avoid any unnecessary violence. Sorian had been hanging out with him a lot more and had been sort of a protector to Salem the past week, and for that Salem was grateful.

It never ceased to amaze him how two people so identical could be so very, very different. Where Sebren was out of control and violent, his twin brother was flirty and mischievous. One evening when Sebren had gotten drunk and passed out after slapping Salem across the face, Sorian had come into the living room and sat with Salem. Eventually this led to him holding Salem while he cried. And-- well, thankfully Salem had the mind to remember it wasn't Sebren who's arms he was in. He had hastily jumped up and gone back to Sebren's room where he fell asleep.

Today he would be leaving his boyfriend's home to go back to the school and to his new dorm. He was woken up by screaming and a bang from Sorian's room as Sebren came stalking back into his own room. His face was a distinctive shade of red as Salem blearily woke up and looked around confusedly. Sebren stormed over to where Salem was curled up and jerked the comforter off of him, grabbing Salem by the shoulders. "WHAT THE HELL, SALEM? Why didn't you tell me they were assigning you into a room with that asshole you were trying to cheat on me with?!" Sebren was angry, enraged as usual, and Salem jumped up to avoid the blows he were sure were coming.

Sebren grabbed Salem's messenger bag and his song notebook and chucked it at him, screaming at him to get out of his house. Then he forcibly grabbed Salem and shoved him outside where he locked the door. Instead of sobbing and begging to come back in Salem did something highly unusual. He walked away. He hitched his messenger bag over his shoulder and slipped his notebook inside, padding down the winding driveway in just his pajamas and his black socks. It was a long way to the school and he walked for nearly a mile before a car coming around the corner caused him to look up. The black muscle car he recognized as Sorian's car slowed beside him and the window rolled down. "Get in. I'll take you back to the school, okay?" Salem nodded as Sorian spoke and climbed into the car, staring at his lap in silence.

"Sor-- Sorian, I never cheated on him. I wish he'd understand." Salem whispered quietly as his boyfriends twin brother's hand found his own.

Sorian didn't say anything but kept on driving. Soon enough they were passing through the gates of the school and Sorian looked at Salem as he slowed the car to a stop. "Salem, sometimes you have to go through bad to see the good that's always been in front of you. Keep that in mind, okay? And if you need someone to talk to, you've got my number. My brother doesn't treat you right, you need to find someone who does." The twin said as he brushed some of his own curly hair from his blue eyes. Salem gave him an appreciative smile and slipped from the car, heading inside and checking in at the office to get his new key before heading upstairs.

When he got to his new dorm, Dorm B-5, he stopped and took a deep breath. He didn't hear movement from inside and by now it was around six AM. He needed to get some sleep before his nine AM classes, and he wanted to talk to Jason. Silently as he could he opened the door and quietly dropped his bag by his bed. He looked at Jason's sleeping form and the tears threatened to overtake him again. Sorian was right... sometimes the best thing among the bad was right there in front of him. He knew he'd probably regret it later, but he climbed into the bed with Jason and awkwardly curled up beside him. It wasn't two minutes before he felt hot tears rolling down his face and onto the back of Jason's shirt. And this time he honestly didn't even know why he was crying, but it just felt so nice to be next to someone who wasn't going to wake up and punch him for something he hadn't done.

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NOTES; Sad but adorable awkward turtles!
TAGGED; Jason/Meds
OUTFIT; Click!
LYRICS; On Melancholy Hill - Gorillaz
TEMPLATE BY; Me/Ren!

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[jason]

Sometimes I question,

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Why I'm still here.

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And then I think I'm going crazy.

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Jason was shocked about the dorm rearrangement. His last dorm mate had simply scared the shit out of him, and Jason hardly ever spent time in there. But now it seemed a lot easier. He didn't know whether he rather spend his time scared at home with his father, or his time scared in his dorm with his roommate. Usually he was in his dorm, but every now and then he got guilt for leaving his father behind. Even though he couldn't stand the abuse, Jason always went back because it was his father after all. He just couldn't abandon the only family that he had left. His mothers side of the family had all but abandoned him, and then he hardly knew anything about his fathers family. He knew his father didn't have a dad and that his only brother had died without children, and that was all he knew.

Jason had four boxes of belongings, and all but one were just clothes. He collected his school things of course, old papers and notes, but knowing he wasn't a very personal person he didn't have much other stuff. He wasn't the one to collect little nick-knacks and his lack of friends kind of got rid of the possibility of people giving him things. His new room was empty when he got there, so Jason felt some comfort. He liked being alone. Jason still refused to believe that his new roommate was going to be Salem, and since he couldn't see Salem here it kind of helped him. Jason liked Salem, and it was weird for him to like someone, let alone another guy, but the fact that Jason already felt so much and hardly knew the guy scared him.

Jason put the last of his clothing away and got ready for bed. With the lights out, and the room silent, he could finally think. His house was usually loud, and his dorm was louder too. He could never fall asleep at night, he always let himself contemplate and mull over things for to long. Like now, at the darkest hour. He wondered for a while what his father had to go through everyday. What had made his father really snap, and what made his father think it was okay to hurt Jason. Maybe it was because he couldn't deal with his own pain? Ever so slowly, Jason drifted into a deep sleep, exhausted.


He dreamed of moving away from Dynasty, for once in his life. When he graduated he would take his diploma and run to a college as a far away as possible. Maybe he could even get to a school like Harvard. He was far away, living his life and actually happy for once. He genuinely smiled, he had friends, he wore what he wanted. The best part was that he never had the fear that his father was after him. Without his father he was so happy. He was fearless, he talked all the time. Dream Jason was walking down the street in a busy night time New York, happy and buzzing with excitement though he was alone. Suddenly his father was there, grabbing Jason from behind, wrapping an arm around his mouth. "You thought you could get away" he whispered into Jasons ear, a low growl. And then a cold blade plunged into his back, there was pain, and his back felt warm with his own blood. Then there was no pain.

Jason gasped, awake and alert. His heart was thundering in his chest, pounding in his ear drums. He was aware that there was someone else in his bed, and they were pressed up against him. His back felt warm too. Was his dream coming true? Jason bolted up right into a seating position as a reflex. "W-what?" When he turned around he saw that it was Salem, of all people. His racing heart did not slow down. The bright red electronic numbers on his clock said that it was only a little after six in the morning. How long had Salem been there? "A-are you crying?" He asked, his voice still groggy.

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[salem alaric burroughs]

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Salem hadn’t realized his soft sniffling and the tears falling from his bright green eyes would wake Cai up. Of course there was a lot he didn’t know about the boy he was in love with. He didn’t know much, the more he thought about it, and suddenly felt ashamed for falling as quickly as he had for someone he didn’t know anything about. Hell, he didn’t even know Mordecai’s middle name. But here he was curled up against the boy’s back, all shaking hands and tears and pain at being rejected. What the hell was he doing? If anyone ever found out about this, Sebren would probably snap and kill him. But still he didn’t move.

As he laid there crying himself to the edge of exhaustion, all of his pain and sorrow were fading from him like the first tears drying on his crush’s shirt. He felt safe here, happy even (despite his tears). What was happiness though? When was the last time he’d smiled for the sake of other than just making people think he was okay? When was the last time he and Sebren had made love without the brute waking up the next morning and turning into a punching bag? He knew that this was happiness because it was a fleeting emotion he’d not yet lost entirely. As he pressed a little closer to Cai. There wasn’t a day that went by when Sebren didn’t make him cry, but at least he had Cai to look forward to.

He felt Cai shift in his sleep and froze. It seemed to him that Cai was having a bad dream. Salem knew all about nightmares since he had them for weeks after one bad incident with Sebren that left him hospitalized for two weeks. Salem kept as still as possible so as not to wake Cai, though he knew it might be best. He didn’t know what the boy was dreaming about and felt awful. Then he started crying again because he felt so useless. He was crying hard for a dozen reasons and none of them made any sense. Then Cai jerked away and gasped and Salem scooted back as Cai bolted upright.

Salem’s green eyes widened as he sniffled loudly and curled up in a ball, barely teetering on the edge of the bed. He wiped at his eyes and saw Cai turn to face him. Cai’s voice was so adorable when he just woke up, despite the edge of panic Salem sensed in the tone. He scooted into a sitting position and looked at Cai in the dark, his hands finding Cai’s hands and holding them as he looked at him. Salem started bawling really loud and hard, his whole body shaking as he did so, because he was so in love and so confused. He didn’t know what to do anymore, but he knew he had to try to explain to Cai why he was in his bed.

”I—Se-Sebren. H-he kicked me out. An-and I don’t know what to do Cai so I came an—I just want to be loved, Cai. And for love to not hurt.” Salem was full on ugly crying now as he wrapped his arms around Cai in a hug.

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NOTES; HE’S CREEPIN IN YO WINDOW AND HE SNATCHIN YO PEOPLE UP. HIDE YO KIDS, HIDE YO CAI.
TAGGED; Jason/Meds
OUTFIT; Click!
LYRICS; On Melancholy Hill - Gorillaz
TEMPLATE BY; Me/Ren!

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[jason]

Sometimes I question,

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Why I'm still here.

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And then I think I'm going crazy.

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Cai ddin't feel himself ever getting use to affection of any kind. He had been struck to many times, and bullied to many years. Who was ever nice to him anymore? Much to his chagrin, Cai could add the fact that Salem was indeed affectionate to the many things that Cai liked, maybe even loved, about him. Sure he had never really been in love before, but it wasn't like it was to late. Maybe Salem was older, and he maybe he did have his own load of problems, but it wasn't illegal and who didn't have their own set of problems to deal with? It was obvious that Cai had his own problems to settle.

Just to make sure he was still really alive, Cai struggled to calm himself down by patting his own back. There was no knife, and there was no signs of blood. Even though he felt a little better the dream still scared him out of his wits. Was it true he would never be able to escape his father? Or would he just have to flee father away from Rhode Island than where ever he had been? Would his father really be upset if he just ran away one day? When it ever came to fight or flight Mordecai had always been the one that run away, because he was to broken to do so. How could he possible deal with his problems when they had escalated this badly?

When Salem took Cai's hand in his own and started crying, Cai didn't really know what to do. It took him a minute to put names together and link them to Salem, and then when everything did click Cai felt bravery flutter through him. Salem had actually left Sebren, the guy he guessed abused him, to be with the shy kid he had met not to long ago in the library. Before the new found bravery left him, Cai hugged Salem back. "I c-could n-ne-ever hurt yo-you." He whispered, his heart beating a mile per minute. A shaky hand reached out in the dimly lit room to wipe away Salem's tears, and then Cai did something very unusual as well, he kissed Salem.

[salem alaric burroughs]

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Salem didn’t know what love was without pain. He had, ever since his mother kicked him out, experienced love only with pain as an attachment. Tony had been viciously abusive towards him in the end, when the band had gotten semi-famous. Then he moved from his hometown to Dynasty and got involved with Sebren. Sebren was good, loving, and sweet for the first few weeks. Then the drunken, black-out rages began and Salem’s love turned painful once more. He couldn’t begin to fathom what love that didn’t hurt felt like. With his history he knew it would be a new thing that took some getting used to. Even when he wasn’t with Sebren he still showed classic signs of abuse. He would jerk when he was touched. And if someone raised their hand at him, he would flinch away. And when someone yelled or appeared angry with him, he would cry and cower. Definitely not the best way to go about life, constantly worried about if the next rage would be the one that killed you.

When Cai patted his back Salem averted his eyes and looked at the sheets, trying not to appear embarrassed since he figured Cai was feeling the tears that Salem had gotten all over him. If he left Sebren for good, what would come of that? Would he ever really be able to heal from the years of abuse he’d endured or would he always flinch and cower and shiver. Would he be able to leave and survive? He knew if he tried to leave… well Sebren had always warned him that if he tried to leave, he would snap Salem’s neck. And given how angry he was lately, there was no doubting it. But something inside Salem, deep down inside, wanted to move on and be happy. He wanted to experience love without pain and feel affection rather than abuse. But how could he leave the only boy who’d ever really loved him before Cai, if Cai even loved Salem, and abandon him like he’d been abandoned?

When he felt Cai’s hands in his own he felt more safe and felt the nervousness and anxiety begin to waver. He didn’t like the sadness anymore. He couldn’t handle the viciousness anymore. And Cai had shown him only support and kindness. It was hard to believe that Cai and Salem had met just a short while ago and Salem had fallen so fast for him. When Cai hugged him back Salem felt like he was going to collapse. He felt warmth and attentiveness like he hadn’t felt in any of his relationships. Salem inched a little closer and sniffled again, trying to enjoy the moment. When Cai said he could never hurt Saslem, he raised his face up. And then Cai kissed him. He felt his stomach doing flips and fireworks burst behind his now closed eyelids as he kissed Cai back with a hunger he’d never known he had. He kissed him back on the hope of a new life and a promise of no more pain. He felt electricity zipping through his veins as he kissed the boy who had made him remember what happiness was. And this time he didn’t feel sadness at kissing someone, he didn’t feel pain. Only love. As he broke the kiss Salem looked at Cai and gasped, trying to catch his breath.

”C-Cai, I love you.” The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could stop them.

WORDS; 580
NOTES; HE’S CREEPIN IN YO WINDOW AND HE SNATCHIN YO PEOPLE UP. HIDE YO KIDS, HIDE YO CAI.
TAGGED; Jason/Meds
OUTFIT; Click!
LYRICS; On Melancholy Hill - Gorillaz
TEMPLATE BY; Me/Ren!

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