The Parlor (1)

Yes, we've just made that clear.
You didn't seem to understand my statement.

Of what you've become?
*snarls*
What help do you want?

I would like if you would help me turn my life around.
I'm not sure how to.
I don't have the faintest idea on what to do but I'm hoping that you do.

Why should we help?
Honestly Monica.
You act like you've been through hell, and that you are some evil creature.
*raises voice*
When you are in reality a very selfish person.
That doesn't make you a 'monster' so to speak.
But it makes me ashamed of you.

*looks up at Scorp, biting lip*
*looks down at Pandora and sighs*

*thinks* She feels truely sorry... but she's done so much damage. It's hard to just forgive.
She thinks she's the only one with a bad past.

*tears start to form*
She has no idea.

*snorts*
*catches self*
>.>

*thinks*
You haven't seen anything, little girl.

You don't have to help me.
None of you have to help me.

I know I'm selfish.
I'm trying to change that.
I don't want you to be ashamed of me anymore.

*looks around room*
I'm not the only one with a bad past
I see this now.
I was a foolish and self-centered little brat.
I don't want to be that anymore.

*takes Pandora from Rizzo*

*sigh*

*moves a little more to the back of the room with Rizzo*

*crosses arms*
*thinks*
God, if I could ever justify a murder, it would be this one.
*sighs and leans against wall*
Stop talking in circles and GET TO THE DAMN POINT!

You know what Monica?
I'm tired of this shit.
Really.
You can talk it over with them, but I'm not going to listen to your bullshit.
*walks out door*

*clears throat*
WELL.. O.O
*gets up awkwardly*
*slips into kitchen*

*turns to look at Monica, eyes cold*

You're just now realizing you aren't the only one with a bad past???
Have you been living under a rock all these years, Monica???

*tears fall*

You have no idea!!!
You never even thought to ask!
There's a reason none of us talk about our pasts!!!
They HURT us. People, family, friends... we're all hurting in one form or another.
But we deal. Because it's the PAST. It's DONE.
We have THIS family, THESE people, NOW.


I've been selfish too, we all have!!
If there's one thing I've learned... it's that it's hard to not be, but you can try your damnedest!!
No matter what happens, family comes first!! The family you have NOW, in the present!!! Take care of them, and you'll take care of yourself.

*fists clench*
NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!
*points at door*
WE WERE DOING FINE UNTIL YOU CAME BACK, DAMMIT!
*Dante cries*
AND NOW THE BABY'S AWAKE!
*steams and goes over to Dante*

Rizzo I know.
I've messed up my chance with this family long ago.
I care about all of you.
But now it doesn't even matter.

I tried to fix what I messed up but I couldn't
I'm so sorry.
I'm not going to fight back.

That might be best.

*turns and stalks up the stairs, heading for room*

*heads upstairs after Rizzo*

*chuckles darkly*
Like you ever fought back.
*picks up Dante*

Your right Angelo I never did.
I'm to scared of you to fight back.
I'm scared of just about everyone here.

And, of course, that also proves my point.
You agreed with me again, even though I've been an ass to you countless times.
I don't think you know HOW to fight back.
*watches Dante*

*comes back down and stands at the bottom of the stairs*

*indecisive*

You should be scared, Monica..

Trust me.
Especially afraid of Jumpy, Angelo, Rizzo, and myself.
You should be glad Jumpy walked out.

Angelo, do you want me to take Dante upstairs?

I know how to fight back Angelo.
I just don't.
Fighting back just leads to more problems that I don't want or need.
I've done enough here already.
Why cause more?

*looks over at Scorpius*
I'm scared of all of you.

*slowly*
That would be appreciated, thank you.
*hands Dante over*
Let me put it this way--if you're not fighting, you're not winning.
That's life.

*stands quietly and slips silently into kitchen*
*sticks to shadows, and moves swiftly*

*takes Dante upstairs*

Maybe I don't want to win.
Maybe I should fight back but I'm not going to.
Why fight if you are going to loose the war?

*shakes head*
*mutters*
I thought you'd be more like your mother.
I suppose I was wrong.
And you don't want to meet your father, by the way.
Trust me.