``TURN AROUND

[donald jeremy davis]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #121e4e solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Not knowing what I had to face The Lyrics: "great escape" by the kevin rudolf The Outfit: here Tagged: dutton<3 The Notes: hopefully it's okay --- He had not done a damn thing since Orion let the truth about his matrilineal line slip out. And what was that truth? Iris Davis, the woman who raised him was not his mother. Now, let's face it. Donny was not a sentimental family man. He was not heartbroken over losing Iris as a mother figure. Iris was a devoted mother to her children. She always had been. She had lived her life for them. All of them. He used to say, all of them except one but now he knew exactly why he never cared for him in the same way. Now he understood why she ignored it when his dad, who was regrettably, still his dad, beat the crap out of him despite whenever a brother of his did something wrong and Dad raised a hand to them, she was at their side protecting them, begging David to calm down. With Donny she would simply shrug and say he deserved it and needed to learn to respect his father. Hm yeah that method of child rearing worked. Donny would never respect his father. He used to. He used to try to please him but by the age of thirteen, it was clear he would never be able to so instead he built A.Heyward. Heyward was so Donny could extend the full extent of his abilities without being forced to let them be used by dear old dad, no matter how they would have impressed him. By thirteen, it had been made perfectly clear, his father would never really give a damn about any of his kids. No, Donny was not affected by losing Iris as a mother. --- He was affected by finding out someone else was. --- But, I suppose it was a lie to say he had done nothing. He had done something. What Orion told him was that he had heard his father mention that Donny's mother was not Iris but some girl he had 'wanted without reason.' Now, someone who did not know David might have thought that was a romantic thing to say but as the son of the rapist, Donny knew exactly what he meant. He meant it was forced. Donny's birth certificate was legit, he already checked it out. Many of the Siren's did not have birth certificates or any documentation, that's why Liz got off when the police couldn't find a body. Darren did not exist on paper. He had no records, as far as the government was concerned, Darren didn't exist. Neither did Widow until she used Donny to get into College. Or Liz until she confessed. Or Orion until he was arrested. None of the Hughes siblings ever did. Most of the Davis kids on the other hand had forged ones, but Donny's was real. He knew a forgery when he saw one. Donny had accessed the hospital's mainframe where he was born and looked for all the births. Only one woman gave birth at the time and day and year that Donny was born. Her name was wiped, which he had figured would have happened. Dad wasn't going to let that information out to be there for the world. But Donny was smarter than the Siren hackers, by far. He was able to get in. Her name was Emilia Sutton. --- Of course, Donny didn't stop there. He got her name so he learned all he could about her which was a fair amount. Her maiden name was Emilia Denton until she married Charles Sutton. He proposed to her in his sophomore year of college, where Emilia had gone as well. The Sutton family was relatively powerful in the small town of Keizer, Oregon, which Donny had never even known existed until then. Very shortly after their marriage, they had a set of triplets, two boys, Nate and Wesley and a girl Penny. They were a little more than two years older than Donny was. Around when Donny was born the Sutton business fell through and Charles got a job in construction, Donny's birth mother got a job as a tailor. They had another child, Caroline who gave birth at 15. Although don't judge. Caroline was the easiest to find information about. Why? Because she was now a fairly big star. A dancer and a single mom, it was impressive. Donny had a niece. He had four more siblings. Nate was a mechanic, Penny a fashion designer like their shared mother, and Wesley was a fisherman. And after the Sutton's left Keizer, just make a wild guess where they ended up? Go on. Oh and remember, God likes to make things just so. Donny had gone around the world these past five years and it still seemed like everything revolved around Valkyrie, yeah, Valkyrie, California. --- It was pretty simple to get their address and he had been there a few times over the past week. He had never spoken to them but was just checking it out. Donny hated it. He didn't like that this situation was turning him back into that pathetic loser he was five years ago, desperate for someone to give a fuck. He should not even fucking care about these people. And part of him really didn't, but he was a curious mind. What if he had been kept as part of this family? What would he have been like? Obviously he only knew the family's paper trail but from everything he had read, it seemed like they were relatively happy. No partial divorce filings, no reviews by social services, no ignored reports of abuse... What if he had grown up a Sutton and not a Davis? Donny stood behind a tree across the street from the Sutton home. He had his back to it and was leaning against it casually having a smoke so nothing really looked out of place when someone walked by. He put the smoke out, he wasn't really a smoker but it was hard to make a reason for standing there in one place. He had decided to settle his curiosity, that's all it was. He wanted to know, exactly what happened 24 years ago. Donny walked across the street in long strides that came with his lanky stature before he found himself at their door. He knocked a few times, okay fuck it, he was going to wing it. He forced a sort of half smile as the door opened. "Yeah, hello, Is Emilia Sutton here?" created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[caroline isabelle sutton]

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[/b] carly said between bouts of laughter as wesley looked on in dismay and disbelief. the look on his face screamed that he'd assumed carly would regard his every word to her as the absolute truth when in reality anyone who knew wes knew that there was always a fifty-fifty chance that the things he was spouting was a total crock. "i'm telling you that duck quacks do not echo" he said in a falsely hurt tone as he clenched his shirt above his heart making lily squeal with laughter at his dramatic reaction. carly smiled and shook her head, just watching the family in their newly refurbished home. well they were hanging out in it but really there wasn't much to the place. the old house had pretty much been demolished in the earthquake and had left the suttons stranded until carly had the bright idea of calling in adjoining suits at the inferno for a prolonged booking. she knew that there was going to be trouble there the minute she'd seen her family home on the television as news broadcasts had played over and over again. she'd been in new york at the time but that hadn't stopped her from getting in there when she'd needed to in order to be there in support of her family. they'd been spending all their days there as carly had arranged for a crew to come and fix up her parent's home. now they were here enjoying the newness of it all and just taking in all the new little details of the house. there was now a much more open living area, bay windows, all the kinds of things you wanted in a house but could never afford until your sons and daughters went about their separate ways through life and went about repaying your kindness and your relinquishing your sanity and sleep in order to give you the kind of home you deserved.

at least, that was the idea. so far there wasn't much to the new place. there was a new shell of a house but not everything was as it should be. most of the furniture from the old place had fallen with the old house and was in dire need of being replaced but for what there was, there were a few bits of old furniture in the place. there was the coffee table, the king size bed from the master bedroom, some dishes that weren't worse for wear, and charles' recliner. pretty much meaning that everyone other than charles was now sprawled out across the living room, getting used to the new place. well, emilia, charles, and wes certainly were. carly? well she wasn't quite so sure. the whole point of the rebuild had been to give something back to the parents who had stood by her turning the most trying period of her life. they hadn't needed to support her as much as they had but regardless carly was appreciative and the best way she knew how to show that appreciation had been to make sure her parent's house was back and in living function within the shortest amount of time possible. but did that mean that carly was now going to slip back into old habits and take up residence with her parents? not necessarily. carly had lived on her own back in new york and honestly it had been something she'd been pretty fond of. she was glad that she could give back to her parents but this wasn't her home. this was her parent's home. carly needed to make a home for herself and her daughter. that was more inportant to her than anything else. carly needed to move on and she needed to be a family with the small little ensemble she currently had. that didn't mean that her family was going to be any less important to her, she just wanted to rely on them a little less.

anyone who knew her story could understand carly's desire to have more self-reliance and independence. she'd been living off her family's generosity for far too long. at least longer than she well deserved. besides she had a daughter and she needed to provide for her as she'd been doing for those few years away. carly needed a chance to be a role model for her own daughter and yes make her own mistakes that she would learn from. the whole process of having lily and getting where she was now had certainly been a humbling learning experience and carly wanted to opportunity for more of those. maybe not more slip ups like getting pregnant but certainly opportunities to grow and become a better mother instead of just hiding in her mother's shadow and not learning a thing. all in all in meant that though this place belonged to her parents and was tailored to their desires, it wasn't her home. didn't mean that she couldn't still enjoy her time here, like listening to wesley trying to pass some crackpot rumor off as absolute truth. at least it was entertaining. wes gave a little pout, looking down at lily who was beaming with a giant grin that told him she wasn't buying what he was selling either. "alright alright fine. you go catch a duck and we'll go to the grand canyon and test that theory. how about that? and then when i'm prove right we'll have you do something embarassing that makes the win all that much sweeter."[/b] she said as she shook her head. "alright fine." wes said as he looked down at lily, his big hands a stark contrast to her itty bitty ones as his fingers splayed out, fanning her little fingers across his skin. "guess we have to go buy a big net then don't we?" wes said as he looked down at lily, smiling as she nodded.

"what better to catch small children with." he said with bit of a growl as lily squealed with laughter and hopped out of wes' lap, avoiding tickling fingers as she tore off into one of the other empty rooms. wes pushed himself off the carpet and took off after her, leaving carly alone in the living room as she could practically map out where the pair traveled by tracking where the squeals were. "it looks so nice." carly leaned back on her back and looked backwards at her mother who had just entered the living room, remarking on the new house. "yeah i think it's a lot better to. more tailored to what you and dad need now that all four of your kids have all grown up. i mean there's space enough for use should we come into town and all that good stuff but it's mostly just a place for you and pa now. think you can handle that?"[/b] carly said with a smirk as she saw her mother's quizzical expression. it had been a good twenty-six or so years since she'd had a chance to stop and think about herself and what she wanted now that all her kids had grown. she was probably wondering what to do with a few rooms now that that was established. what little conversation there was stopped as they both heard a knock on the door. strange. no one knew that they had moved in yet and techincally they hadn't since there was nothing to sleep on, no furniture, anything really. they were still even lacking a few necessary technological bits like, oh say, a microwave. since she was still standing emilia turned and headed toward the door as carly peered around the old laz-e-boy to try and see who was there through the glass plated front door. she popped to her feet as she heard a voice from the door, walking up just as wes came out of one of the back rooms with lily on his shoulder's his interest peaked as well.

"oh dear lord." emilia said as she clung to the door a little more heavily than was most common. "ma? what's going on?"[/b] carly said as she made her way to her mother's side, looking at the person on the doorstep. he didn't look all that awe-inspiring, though his eyes were a little too familiar. carly watched as emilia took a step forward, her shaky hand extending as she reached out and touched the shoulder of the man, sliding up until she cupped his cheek. "my baby?" she whispered, sending a cold shiver down carly's spine. that was the momma voice. that was the voice that carly had heard in her ear as she'd been pushing during labor. it was the voice she heard when she and her siblings had graduated from high school or reached some other big milestone. that was a kindred spirit kind of tone in her voice. "what the hell is going on her mom."[/b] carly said a little louder this time, visibly jolting her mother out of whatever oblivion she was lost in. emilia dropped her hand, blinking as if in a daze as she turned to carly. "caroline, wesley, this is your brother." carly's expression was nothing less than shocked as she looked at the stranger on the doorstep then back at her brother who was equally taken aback and setting lily down on the floor who of course came bounding over and out the door where she then tugged on the pant leg of said stranger. "hi. i'm lily. you're my uncle. uncle..." her little brow then furrowed as she looked up at the man. "uncle who?" uncle who was right. [/div]

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[donald jeremy davis]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #121e4e solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Not knowing what I had to face The Lyrics: "great escape" by the kevin rudolf The Outfit: here Tagged: dutton<3 The Notes: yay! --- HONESTLY, what was Donny expecting from this? What was he going to say when he saw her, "hey, 'sup. remember that guy who raped you and nine months later you had a kid? yep that's me... the KID not the rapist. that's just the man who raised me amongst a violent street gang and made a killer/world famous hacker out of me. Nice to meet you" ? Yeah, that would go down well. You know, many others in this situation would probably be worried about whether their other family was going to be cruel and mean. Donny was worried about the opposite. If they were cold and heartless, he would feel no guilt for barging in on their lives, saying "yo" and then leaving to never think of them again. If they were kind? It was just, he could end up screwing them over and he didn't want to do that to innocent people. God he didn't like this feeling of nerves electrified in his body from anxiety. He had not felt them in years and they made him feel weak and pathetic. Like the old Donny. He could not be like that anymore. He no longer felt sure of his actions. Usually he was very decided man. He could quickly assess a situation, devise and execute a plan, but he had already second guessed himself like five hundred times while waiting for the door to open. This was a bad idea. Family never lead to anything good. --- THERE was only one member of his family that had ever felt like family and she was dead now. He also started out annoyed by her. Isabel was a weird looking kid in Donny's eyes. As a baby her eyes practically consumed her head and since both his mother and his father seemed to adore the baby girl, Donny couldn't help but be jealous, yet another kid his father liked more than him. She was a weird baby and Donny couldn't help but point it out. He used to be able to get his mothers attention at least, now he got none. Or I guess, his pretend mother. They all thought she was adorable, big eyes and a big smile that never seemed to disappear. But Donny knew she wasn't an angel. Baby Izzy's favorite pass time seemed to be biting her older brother, and it may not have hurt too badly before she grew teeth, but it was gross.... gums were gross. Imagine an elderly person with no dentures but a need for them, biting you...ew. Needless to say, the two kids grew up bickering insanely at eachother, even more so than most siblings. They had things in common but that caused more bickering. Like both were very picky about being clean at a young age, both always brushed and liked to spend a lot of time in the bathroom, which meant they bickered over the bathroom time. It wasn't until after the twins were born that Isabel felt ignored and her and Donny had bonded as siblings. --- IT WAS not an extraordinary beginning to them as brother and sister but it was the start. It was the only real sibling he had. The only family that actually gave a damn whether he lived or died. It was his job to protect her as the older brother and he had failed. And now he would probably fail this new group too. Maybe he would just make up some excuse as opposed to telling them right away. He gave a closed lipped forced and slightly awkward smile as a woman opened the door. "oh dear lord." she clung to the door after his question. The way she was looking at him was surprising, it was like--- "my baby?" --- she knew. Donny instinctively pulled away a bit as his birth mother's hand reached up and cupped his cheek. He didn't do it to be mean, it was just... different for him. I don't think anyone had ever, and I mean, ever cupped his cheek, not family nor lover. Donny took a deep breath and nodded slightly, "I'm impressed," he said both quietly and dryly, "I don't think dad would recognize me and it's only been five years let alone twenty-four." He added trying to admire the irony instead of focusing on the awkwardness of the situation. --- DONNY looked up when he heard another voice, "what the hell is going on her mom." Donny looked over at the voice, it belonged to Carly, his half-sister, his younger half sister. You know, it was strange, he had seen her picture online of course but in person, despite that Isabel and Carly were not related whatsoever, they looked a bit alike. Weird. He saw a tall lanky curly haired man he recognized as Wesley. Older brother, one of the triplets, crab fisherman, holding Lily, five years old, his niece, Carly's daughter. Okay he reminded his brain to stop reciting information. "caroline, wesley, this is your brother." Donny's gaze went back to his birth mother's. Not knowing how to handle anything like this he shrugged a little trying to joke a bit, "Well, half." He retorted as if there was something amusing about the moment they were trapped in. Fuck he knew this was a bad ide-- what the...? His thoughts had been cut off by the little one tugging on his leg. "hi. i'm lily. you're my uncle. uncle... uncle who?" Donny looked down at the kid, she was cute but he tensed a bit. He nodded, "Yeah, Lily Grace Sutton, I know." he said plainly but not bored or mean sounding. "No need for the Uncle, just Donny." He added before looking up at the three adults in the room, "Surprise?" He asked as if it were a suggestion. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[caroline isabelle sutton]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/290r8gj.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » HELPLESSNESS BLUES. unexpected was an understatement. to carly this was like hitting her upside the head with a brick that was zip-tied to an eighteen wheeler. this news was so shocking that it pretty much sucked the air out of her lungs and suffocated her. how in the hell was this even a possibility. carly knew that this had happened all before she was born. that much was kind of obvious. this guy was no spring chicken be he certainly fit in ages between wes and she but that didn't make it any less of a stunner. yes the key pieces fit here. he looked like he was older than her but younger than wes. he looked similar to them what with the brunette hair and similar eyes. still this was one weird-ass trip they were on. this was something straight out of some cheesy soap opera when they kill off a character just to bring back that same actress as some evil or morally confused twin trying to pull themselves off as said deceased sibling. sibling...holy shit she had another brother! "this can't be. someone would have freaking mentioned this at some point right? how could you have gone twenty some-odd years without sitting us down at the dinner table or something and telling us!"

[/b] yelling probably wasn't the right way to go about trying to get some answers regarding the situation but anyone with this sprung on them so suddenly would freak out. right? to be a little more than just a bit perturbed that this had happened without her knowledge, this huge secret hanging over their heads for so long, it was normal right? if her parents had kept this from the rest of the family than it couldn't possibly be the only thing they'd ever lied about right? there had to be more to the story. there was always more to the story. carly was beyond pissed and she wanted to know this story. now.

she looked back at wesley with a "what the hell look" taking a few steps back away from her mother who was looking more and more like a stranger right now. but she noticed as she looked back at wesley that he was nodding. what? was she the only one in this family who didn't know about this? "what the hell are you nodding about?!"[/b] carly said with a furrowed brow, her head shaking in disbelief. "are you saying you knew about this?"[/b] she gave him a gesture, her flattened palms turning up in a 'please for the love of god spit it out' kind of gesture that carly usually did when she wanted some facts out in the open. "well i was really too young to recall much, but i remember mom with a bigger stomach. i remember her being scared about something when she got bigger. hell didn't you tell us that you'd lost the baby at birth or something?" wes said in emilia's direction who nodded as she swept some tears off her cheek. "it's true. um donny why don't you come in. we had to repair the house after the quake so there's really no furniture to sit on, but there's plenty of floor." she gestured, letting him walk well into the house before she closed the door. she was obviously walking on eggshells and she didn't want to spook him into a retreat. he'd already done so when it came to her touch which confused the hell out of carly. why come and confront your new family if you didn't want to be included? what did he expect? to just walk in, drop this bomb on them, shake up their whole family and then just waltz right out in the same way he'd waltzed in? sorry bub but that wasn't about to happen. this donny guy probably didn't understand the can of worms he'd opened. the suttons, or at least these suttons, didn't like to let family get away. they were a close bunch and if he expected to be the outcast then he chose the wrong bunch to confess to.

carly walked into the spacious living room, grabbing a wall and sliding down it until her butt hit carpet. she noticed that pretty much everyone was doing the same. wes was against the window dotted wall that overlooked the backyard, emilia was seated at the edge of the carpet that lead to the hallway leading to the front door, and donny leaned against the wall opposite herself, the wall that divided the kitchen from the living room. this pretty much left the entire expanse of the living room for them to each have their space. of course lily, being the gem that she was, seated herself in the middle of the living room, closes to everyone though they were all so far away. at least until carly beckoned her over with her hand and seated her in her lap. something about having her little girl sitting with her, her arms wrapped around her middle and their hands clasped together was comforting. "by all means, continue."[/b] carly said as she leveled a gaze at her mother, obviously distraught and angry that news about this was coming up now. emilia could have at least warned the rest of her family that some day some stranger with familiar eyes would end up on their doorstep. "before you do,"[/b] carly piped up as her mother's mouth opened. she looked across the living room at the man opposite her, her expression especially skeptical, "what did you want to get out of this?"[/b] carly said toward her new brother, immediately chastized by her mother. "caroline isabelle sutton." her mother said sternly, pulling carly's gaze from her new family member as she looked over at her mother. "what? i think we all deserve to know. it's not every day that some guy comes out of the woodwork looking for his long-lost mommy! so what the hell does he want from us? i think it's a justified question. why now? why here? and what the hell do you want?"[/b] she said as her gaze turned back to donny. it was a simple question in carly's mind and she said it with no implied accusation. it was simply a curiosity's sake kind of question.

emilia sutton sighed, running her fingers through her ear length dark-blond hair. "this isn't at all easy to talk about so please understand me that it might be hard to get through it all alright?" she said as she made a point to look all three of her children in the eye before she continued. "it happened nearly twenty five years ago. i had gone grocery shopping because it was a necessity with three children in the house at once. i had been walking around getting what i needed with finally a day to myself. you kids had been at the neighbor's house, gracie, who had been kind enough to watch you for a few hours so i could have some quiet time. instead of lounging around the house like i would have liked to have done, with working so many hours and you three i just didn't have the luxury of sitting around and doing nothing so i took the opportunity to go out and do chores without having to watch over three two years olds. i went to a few stores before hitting the grocers because i didn't want the cold stuff going bad. anyways, i was in the refrigerated section when some man approached me, hitting on me. i thought he was nuts. i was in sweats and my hair was a mess and i probably smelled like work and dirty house. needless to say i thought he was crazy. i was polite, told him i was uninterested, and i walked away. until he grabbed my arm and implied that he wasn't finished. i got a little more stern with him, yanked my arm out of his grip and walked away as fast as i could. i would have liked to have just left my things in the cart and just come back another day but i knew that with gracie having you, penny, and nate that i just wouldn't have that chance again for a while so i continued shopping. i finished, paid, and walked out of the store with my cart."

emilia stopped for a moment to catch her breath more so as a relaxation technique. she'd been pretty calm about the whole thing. carly took the opportunity to tell lily to go play in one of the backrooms with her toys for a bit, making sure the little girl had been out of earshot before she gave the nod for her mother to continue. "i was putting the bags in the trunk of my car, i had parked it to the side of the grocery store because it was shaded and because there wasn't as much traffic there, as i was putting the last bag in the trunk i heard sounds behind me. when i straightened that same man grabbed me around my neck, dragged me into the back seat of my car and..." emilia stopped, her lower lip quivering, her hands obviously shaking. carly shook her head before she drew her knees up to her chest and held her head in her hands. this was unbelievable. "after he was finished he told me he'd kill me if i ever told the police. i went home, i told your father, and he was livid but i begged him not to tell anyone. i was a mess but i couldn't afford to not go to work so i did what i had to do. about two months afterwards i realized that i hadn't had a cycle in a while and turned out that i was pregnant. i...i didn't know what to do. i knew i didn't want to terminate and i knew that the child was his and it was just a moment of complete confusion for me. your father, god he was so understanding. he told me that we'd raise him as our own because that was what he deserved so that was what we'd planned to do. what i didn't know was that that man had seen me later on and seen that i was pregnant. i'm sure there was no doubt in his mind. he approached me in my last week of the pregnancy and had scared me so badly that i went into labor. he grabbed me and took me somewhere, i don't even remember where. hell maybe it was the hospital. i blacked out. when i woke up i was in the hospital, your father was at my beside, and my baby was gone. since you kids had grown up seeing my stomach and you were old enough to see that something was going on, your father and i decided to tell you something happened. since then we've lived with it but we've never spoken of it. to be honest wesley i didn't even know that you remembered. no one ever mentioned anything about it until donny showed up today."

carly couldn't believe it. she honestly couldn't believe that all of this had happened and she'd had no clue. she stood up and walked to her mother, who by this time had been talking through a stream of tears running down her cheek. carly looked the same as she knelt at her mother's side and hugged her. "i'm so sorry ma."[/b] she whispered, feeling her mother's arms wrap around her. she let go after a moment and flopped backwards back onto her rear, looking over at donny for any kind of emotion. "so, um, did you know?"[/b] she asked, wondering just what kind of life this guy had been living in if this was the father he had to grow up with.
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #121e4e solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Not knowing what I had to face The Lyrics: "great escape" by the kevin rudolf The Outfit: here Tagged: dutton<3 The Notes: yay! --- It was not an uncommon thing to hear about in modern American society but it was even less uncommon for the common Siren. Man meets woman, man wants woman, man takes woman. It was the one crime that happened all the time and Donny could never understand. It was not hard to find willing partners even for twos. Let's say Donny was considered a two on the looks scale, then he would find another two and they would have hot ugly two sex. People enjoyed sex. It was not difficult to find someone to have sex with and yet rape was still a part of the world, a large part of it. He could not get it. Donny might not be a religious person or even a moral person but taking away someone's free will was so disgusting to him he could not imagine the monster who could commit the act. And he had taken a life or two. He understood murder but rape was still foreign to him, despite being the product of it. Strange how some horrors, if they surrounded you long enough, you got used to them, but others? There was no getting used to that. --- I guess he was, in a way, glad he had never become that fucked up. Maybe that was the line between the bad and the truly evil. And yet, when he found out, he probably was not as horrified as someone else would have been. Maybe it was because he was not surprised, his dad was his dad. He had never been anything better. Donny looked over at the girl, Carly as she had minor freak outs. "how could you have gone twenty some-odd years without sitting us down at the dinner table or something and telling us!" Donny followed Carly's eyes over to her mothers... or their mothers... or... that lady. Donny stood there quietly. He could not answer any of the Sutton's questions for their mother... or if he could answer really any of their questions ever. He was not prepared to tell them just who the man that raped their mother's name was. How lucky they were all to be alive. His eyes stayed on Emilia as her daughter and her son spoke out of confusion. His eyes narrowed slightly in curiosity at the tear she wiped from her cheek, wondering if they tear was because she lied to her family, because she now saw her long lost boy, or at the memory of being raped. Or what is the memory of losing him? --- Then he wondered if it even mattered. "it's true. um donny why don't you come in. we had to repair the house after the quake so there's really no furniture to sit on, but there's plenty of floor." Donny shrugged, he slept on the floor most his life, it wasn't a big deal, although he doubted he should mentioned that right now. He stepped into the home, glancing back slightly as Emilia shut the door behind him. She seemed to be nervous. Understandable. Donny probably should not have pulled away from her but gestures of comfort have never been something he was used to, he honestly hadn't realized what she was trying to do. Donny followed the family into the large empty living room and picked a wall that the others were not leaning against, across from Carly and her daughter who joined her after initially grabbing the floor in the center of the room. Donny bent one, stretching the other one out in front of him. He rested his arm on his knee and let the other arm rest limply in his lap. He ran a hand through his short dark brown hair, hair that seemed to be hereditary. "what did you want to get out of this?" Carly asked him. Donny looked straight up at the girl who was apparently his little sister. "I think it's a justified question. why now? why here? and what the hell do you want?" --- Donny couldn't help but give a small subtle smirk at the girl, she was smart. He put his hand up towards Emilia and nodded, "No it's alright. It's a valid question." Donny replied calmly. He looks over at Carly and spoke plainly. "I didn't want anything. I didn't even plan on telling to you guys." He spoke the words as if he was in the most normal situation life had to offer. Apparently he had become even better than he knew at keeping emotions locked away. "I wasn't expecting her to recognize me. Figured I would just check in, make up some excuse. I even..." He paused his explanation to reach into his jean pockets to pull out a faked id badge and a tape recorder, "... was prepared to be a reporter, since you're the famous one." He added with a small nod and an even smaller smile, again, acting like none of this was a big deal. But the 'light' part of their introductions were over as Emilia was now prepared to give her side of the story. --- Emilia did the same thing Widow and Liz did when they talked about what Darren Jr. had done to them. They didn't know how to say the words, "he raped me." It was as if those words would make it happen again, make them feel it again. It was like they could not admit what truly happened because if they did, the rapist won and they went back to being nothing but a victim. Donny's eyes kept moving back and forth between Carly, his older brother Wesley and Emilia. He never knew the details but it was pretty much what Orion told him, although maybe Donny could fill in a few details for her. I mean, he wouldn't know for sure but he could guess where his father took her to have the baby. The baby, god, him, took her to have him, donny. He had to stop acting like this was someone else's story, like he wasn't really a part of this. He raised his eyebrows slightly at the tears again, he was so used to people who forgot how to cry when they were kids. He could only ever remembering crying once, and that was when Isabel died. Izzy, she would still be the only family he truly recognized. At least that is how he felt now. When the story closed and Carly went over to hug Emilia, Donny didn't make a move apart from looking up from his shoe to them when he heard Carly speak to him. "so, um, did you know?" Donny nodded and cleared his throat to remain in control of his tone, "Yeah, found out maybe a month or so ago from one of my friends." Donny looked at Emilia and added, "My guess is he took you to one of the many doctors he has befriended to have me." created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[caroline isabelle sutton]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/290r8gj.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » HELPLESSNESS BLUES. life was a fickle bitch, that much was certain. honestly who could take one of the sweetest, most hard working women in the world and put her through that kind of hell? emilia wasn't just a saint. she was like the kind of person saints looked to as role models. she'd grown up in a moderate household but had never taken anything for granted. she'd always been full of life and vivacious and she'd tackled anything that people put in front of her. in a town like keizer that really took some nerve. yes she was a keizer native born and bred just like charles and the line of wealthy suttons that had come before him. emilia had been impressed but she'd never figured a sutton would look her way. when he did and when she realized that there was no one on earth she would have rather lived the rest of her life with, emilia took charge and made sure he knew what her feelings were. she'd made sure that charles felt the same way about her too. the day he'd taken her to that little blip of an island on the only pond anywhere near keizer emilia had pretty much guessed that he would propose. it was funny too that her parents had known before she'd even had a chance to tell them, not because charles had asked for their blessing, because he'd hinted at it and emilia's parents had hinted that they were fine with it, but because the keizer rumor mill moved faster than any car did. when emilia had walked in the front door of her house that day she'd been swarmed by her parents who wanted to see the ring and knew all about the details already. honestly it was creepy the way things had gotten around the city so quickly and though that had been an eery sign of things to come, they hadn't paid attention. emilia hadn't been used to the sutton's lavish lifestyle but she'd done everything she could to acclimate. it wasn't a usual practice for the groom's family to pay for everything but the suttons had known that the dentons really couldn't afford the kind of showy ceremony that the suttons pretty much had to put on for the sake of their status. there was no such thing as a quiet sutton wedding in the town of keizer and there wasn't going to be a first. it had taken a while to get used to the overzealous new family members she was acquiring, but emilia had done her best and knew that had she gotten past the wedding things would have gotten a lot easier down the road. she was right. after the initial ceremony and reception was done the hype quieted down and the suttons went back to business. emilia and charles were given help to try to expedite their schooling which was nice and helpful as well. then came the triplets. emilia had been shocked to hell to learn she was carrying more than one life inside her. she hadn't been shocked that the sutton's offered to help her and everything. but then it all went to hell when charles' father died. ellison had been a proud man and he'd been a manipulative one at that. none of the sutton children knew that he'd been lying about the success of the family business for years. none of them knew that they'd pretty much been investing in a black hole that instead of making them money had taken most of it from them. the sutton children, the older ones, had been fine. they had long invested in other opportunities to ensure their security, but for the youngest sutton and his new wife with three children on the way, there had been no other options. they'd been at that crucial point in life where you skimped to get by at least until you had some sort of power and title under your belt. suddenly emilia had gone from being picked up out of middle class to wealthy newcomer to bottom of the totem pole. instead of going to school and learning how to sew and design and such emilia spent her free time snipping coupons and stowing them away in a booklet to help keep herself organized. she got the only job she knew how to work, sewing, and became your average, run of the mill seamstress. it was all she could do to bring in money and with all of charles' family leaving the city of keizer and with emilia's parents in retirement and unable to offer any help of their own before their deaths, the pair really had been on their own. life had been immeasurably hard for the suttons, the only remaining suttons. they worked to the bone until emilia was forced to take maternity leave and then once she could stand going back to work they worked themselves to the bone again. honestly carly couldn't imagine having to sacrifice absolutely everything you've ever known for your children. that didn't mean that she wouldn't give up life and limb for her daughter but it had never been something that had been asked of her. it was a major challenge for someone like carly's mother and father and for them to endure something like this on top of it? to go through this hell at the peak of their misery and misfortune? it was foul. carly already knew that fate hadn't been nice to her parents for decades but really? being raped, trying to get your family's security under lock and key, trying to find the will to work past the point of exhaustion and then come home to three screaming toddlers? it didn't seem fair. this new guy couldn't possibly understand what they went through even if he did have his own horror story to tell. it was impossible to just read about someone's life and get and understanding of them because the sheer will it took to not give up, the mental strength it took, none of those things were written down for someone to find. carly didn't like feeling bitter about all of this coming to surface but she kind of couldn't help herself. this guy showed up out of no where, turned their life upside down, and seemed to have no care in the world about his effect on other people. that was really freakin' nice dude. his emotionless-ness got under her skin and just irked her. the least he could have done was pretend to care seeing as he can come so far as to search out his real mother. he'd obviously cared enough to have wanted to put a face to the name or a living, breathing being to the reports he'd read somewhere right? there had to have been some kind of drive that would make him get in a car, hop a bus, or whatever it took to get here and ring that doorbell. "check in? you don't seem to care so why even bother?" she could feel her mother's intentions practically cutting through the air. yeah sure she was being rude but this was how she defended herself to a stranger who completely screwed with everything she'd ever known. "oh yeah. real nice." she grumbled as he mentioned using her fame to meet their mother. ugh their. what the hell was she supposed to call this guy anyways? or was it even going to matter. could be that after this she never saw him again. she honestly felt sick after her mother's story. she'd hugged her mother, pulling away to ask him a question. her jaw dropped as he continued speaking, feeling her mother flinch at his words. "real fucking nice."

[/b] she felt her mother grab her arm and just give her a little pat as in to say "quiet down". carly grumbled as she stood up, her hand running through her hair. "alright so what's your plan now bro?"[/b] carly said with excessive sarcasm as she turned and stared down the new guy. "now you know the whole story so what are you gonna do about it? you just going to leave? you just dropped an a-bomb on this family and you don't seem like the type to give a shit enough to stick around and help ease the suffering you just heaped on this family so what are you going to do? after all you're our flesh and blood now. you just going to deny that and walk away from all of this now? waltz in, get the scoop, walk out?"[/b] "enough carls." wesley said as he popped to his feet. he walked over to carly, putting his hands on either side of her face as he whispered something to her, calming her down. carly slumped a little, grateful her brother was there to hug her as she found her feet again. "say it." wes coaxed her with a nudge. "ugh fine. sorry."[/b] she said finally in donny's direction. wes gave her a little pat on the head, chuckling as she darted away from the patronizing touch and ended in a sigh. "well you're free to stick around. you're family now if you want to be so i guess that's up to you. i...i need to call nate and penny. they need to know about this. and honestly, ma, i think they need to come home." wes looked over at their mother who sighed and nodded her head. wes helped her up off the floor and they headed into the kitchen together leaving carly alone with...him.
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[donald jeremy davis]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #121e4e solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Not knowing what I had to face The Lyrics: "great escape" by the kevin rudolf The Outfit: here Tagged: dutton<3 The Notes: yay! --- It would be truly amazing if Donny actually had any idea of how his responses would affect this family. The way he saw it was that they didn't know him, why should he get all emotional? if he even could... that is. It was not like he didn't feel anything. He did. Perhaps not as strongly as others can and have due to his numbed senses but he felt it. He simply refused to show it. After all, showing emotion meant showing your weakness. That was what he was taught. And being in a room with a woman who was crying whom he knew he was supposed to feel bad for and care about, just made him feel confused. Part of him had wanted to walk over to his biological mother and put an arm around her, tell her it would be okay but part of him saw that as a completely useless gesture mixed with a basic lie. How the hell would he know if things would be okay? And his definition of okay was probably very different than theirs. He had assumed him remaining calm would help them to. Apparently this was considered an inappropriate time to remain calm in the eyes of Carly Sutton, she had been shooting eye daggers at him ever since he opened the door and her mom recognized him. --- Honestly, as heartless as it sounded, he was surprised by Emilia's emotional display. Don't get me wrong, he knew how wrong rape was and thought of it as probably the worst crime around apart from child molestation. But he knew a fair amount of women who had been abused in such a way and he didn't think he had seen Liz or Widow cry once. People were different. This family was different and not the way Donny would imagine them whatsoever. They seemed... nice. All of them. Even Carly, she just was pissed off, she had the right to be. After all, it was Donny's appearance that changed it up. Donny just had a hard time feeling anything lately. You know, five years ago, before Iz died, he had been a hard guy to impress and he didn't care about much but he cared about the idea of family. If he had found out five years ago, he would have come prepared to tell them the truth. Maybe not about him being Heyward but he would have wanted to get to know the whole group of them and to try and have a real family type relationship with them but after Isabel was killed... he got used to having no family and even more used to believe that those close to him were either going to die or hide their emotions so well, being close meant keeping each other away. Isabel's death changed him from a injured man to a dead man. Numb. --- He watched Carly as she seemed to get only angrier when he stated that he had not planned on telling them. "check in? you don't seem to care so why even bother?" Donny scoffed with a small hint of a slight chuckle, but didn't respond yet. There was nothing he could say to make her feel better about what was going on. He watched as she comforted her mother and seemed offended by his last statement. Donny leaned his head back against the wall and shrugged, "I'm just trying to fill in the blanks, I think I know dad pretty well." He stated plainly, if not with a bit of bite behind it directed to the girl, Carly. Donny did not really have a temper on him. He was always one of those people who could remain eerily calm and controlled but if he started to feel attacked he could put venom into his calm tone that came out in a very subtle, almost undetectable way and her sarcasm was starting to annoy him. --- Donny sighed as Carly began to rant again, "now you know the whole story so what are you gonna do about it? you just going to leave? Donny raised his eyebrows slightly, he was considering that, yeah. Why would that be so bad? Obviously she didn't want him here. Emilia seemed to just be so hurt by the memories it was hard to tell how she felt about him being there. Donny already had some mild respect for Wesley, his older brother I suppose. Wesley had remained very composed and calm, being there for his family without being abrasive to any of them. Donny respected that. It showed strength in the face of adversity. "after all you're our flesh and blood now. you just going to deny that and walk away from all of this now? waltz in, get the scoop, walk out?" Donny kept a straight face but in his head had to laugh slightly at her words, flesh and blood, really? Donny stood up as everyone in the room seemed to be as Wesley spoke to Carly and took Emilia out of the room, talking about contacting Nate and Penny, his fellow triplets. Of course, him and the girl would get stuck alone. Donny placed his hands in his pockets and looked over at her glare. He smirked and shook his head slightly as he walked a bit closer to her, "What would you have me say? That my heart bleeds out of a longing to meet people who are complete strangers?" He asked calmly, "I mean, really? 'Flesh and Blood' Carly?... Doesn't go really far in the real world. He added, his tone smooth, controlled and with some obviously insincere amusement. Nothing was amusing about this. "Besides, what good would come of me taking part in the sobbing reunions we see on tv. It's not a soap opera." He continued. His voice not harsh, bitter or angry. It was actually rather friendly, but still probably not as serious as it should have been in that moment. Donny looked over at the doorway of the living room where Emilia had exited from, "Fuck your mom's lucky to even be alive." He added mostly under his breath, not sure if Carly would hear him or not. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[caroline isabelle sutton]

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did she hate the man standing before her? no, but she was pretty damn close to it. a better response to that question would probably be "not yet." the sutton family consisted of six emotionally in tuned individuals. they had always been there for one another as a rock, as a support. they'd always just been there for one another. carly couldn't tell you how many times she'd seen her family at her worst or how many times she’d held someone's hand as they fought their demons but that was because they were such an incredibly tight knit group. they were so close that when a family member did something stupid or did something wrong or when tragedy struck in one form or another they knew that they could rely on their flesh and blood because their family wasn't about to use it against them in some way. now carly didn't know what kind of world the man standing before her had come from but it was obvious that it wasn't a world similar to hers at all. he was a martian to her earthling, an orange to her apple. he was everything that she wasn't and all because of the environment that he'd come from. it was obvious that he was used to hiding any weaknesses from people. judging from what she'd heard from her mother's story she would guess that the people who had raised this donny character hadn't been afraid to use something against him. they would no doubt take his mistakes and throw them back in his face until he was so sick of looking weak that he hid everything and anything from the people that should have been closest to him. that was beyond unfair to a child. the whole point of being human and growing up in a family was that the parents were supposed to be there to shelter you and protect you until you were strong enough to fend for yourself. that was the whole point of mammalian child birth. had that not been the case then human babies would have been born fully developed and would not have to be dependent on outside sources for survival. that was the whole reasoning behind the way creatures were born. no one saw a baby praying mantis' being born in a larval stage with a mother praying mantis coddling them as she tried to catch prey. no, bug, fish, and all kinds of other animals were born ready to take on the world. if humans were meant to fend for themselves or meant to defend themselves from such an early age, we would have been born capable of doing so. to treat a child as if they were a stranger and as if they had to take care of themselves was simply cruel. carly could say such because she'd been born in a loving, caring environment and she felt like a well-rounded individual. the person standing before her, this guarded, emotionless person, was not as such. he'd grown up in a gladiator-like environment which wasn't conducive to the way normal human beings were meant to be raised. well, honestly she couldn't make assumptions about how he'd been raised because she hadn't been there, but should she make an attempt she would think that he certainly hadn't grown up in a loving family. reservations within people weren't born. they were developed. carly had reservations about giving her heart away and that was because when she had in her first attempt her world had fallen apart. this guy, donny, he clearly had reservations about involving himself in another family. that wasn't something he was just born with. he had become that way over time because someone or something hadn't treated him the way he'd deserved to be treated. taking a moment to really let the subtle things sink in had changed carly's attitude in at least a slight way. it wasn't fair to this guy to judge him or be wary of him simply because he didn't join in some group hug. but it did bother her that he didn't seem to give a shit that he was pretty much putting her happy little family in a blender and watching emotionless as he pressed puree. that was her main concern. carly knew her mother. she knew that emilia sutton was always willing to shove everything aside for her family and she would go out of her way to try to be the mother she'd never gotten the chance to be to this donny guy. emilia would try her damnedest to be there for him and it would kill carly to see him shove her away or try to back out now that emilia knew he existed. see the disappointment and sadness on her mother's face was bound to tear carly to shreds and the thing that ate her up most of all was the possibility that this would have no effect on this new guy whatsoever. it was seeming more and more evident that this guy was going to do a number on her family if this side of him continued and that was all the more reason for carly to want to keep up her guard. damn it and she wanted to so badly, but if someone was going to have to be the first to let down some barrier then it looked like it was going to have to be her. this guy didn't seem to care one way or another if he had another family or not so it wasn't like he was going to try to make amends. "no. i don't want you to fake some kind of emotion. wouldn't want you to strain yourself." oddly enough carly found herself half smiling and shaking her head, "ah but that's where you're wrong. i don't know what kind of world you grew up in but in this world, in our world, family means everything. as much as you might not want it you're involved now. if you hadn't wanted something like that then you shouldn't have let curiosity get the better of you. i mean you had to have wanted something right? you had to have at least wanted to see your biological mother for yourself otherwise you wouldn't be in this position."

[/b] she was going out on a limb here, sure, but for some unknown reason carly was trying to reach out to him, get through to him, something.

"it's not a soap opera, it's a matter of comfort. you have to understand that this was something she never told us, obviously, and she's not the type to keep secrets. this has been eating away at her since it happened and i know my mother. all she wants is to feel like everything's okay. i know you don't know her and you don't care about her, but maybe if you were thinking of someone else you'd at least give it a shot, this whole comfort thing."[/b] she sighed, unsure of just how to get through to him or even whether or not she still wanted to try. he probably hadn't expected for her to hear him, but carly sure as hell did. she sucked in a sharp breath, trying really, really hard not to lash out at him again. once moderately calm carly spoke through gritted teeth, "yeah, and you have no idea how lucky you are to claim her as your real mother. maybe one day you'll realize that."[/b] she locked her eyes on his, looking to see if there was any effect, any little spark of something other than this emptiness, any sign that there was something worth even pursuing here because honestly if this was all they were supposed to look forward to in their new brother then there was no sense in him even being around.
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[donald jeremy davis]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #121e4e solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Not knowing what I had to face The Lyrics: "great escape" by the kevin rudolf The Outfit: here Tagged: dutton<3 The Notes:late --- It was not like Donny had no emotion at all. Obviously he had wanted to see his birth mother. If he hadn't, he would never have come. But on the other hand, he had learned about this awhile ago and had only just now let his curiosity get the better of him. This poor family had nothing to do with the world he lived in. He didn't want to force them into it. And he knew he wasn't going to change. He loved how being A.Heyward felt. He loved the rush. He loved every aspect of it. The buzz. He loved having people like the Basher as his best friend, his real brother. He loved how careless and free they could live their lives knowing that they were simply that much smarter than the cops. Call it cocky, call it arrogant but Donny was confident. He knew what he could do, and they couldn't touch him. Not yet anyways. Besides one day, it is possible he would get killed or captured by the cops and then what? He would live the rest of his life behind bars. When that day comes, if it comes, he would like to know he lived his life on the outside with as much fun as he possibly could. Live life to the fullest and all that nonsense. --- Oh, and for those who like to point out that you can live life to the fullest without ripping the government off and breaking the law... maybe in the Sutton's world that holds some ground but to a Siren? It's laughable. It was all about the worlds people grew up in. But this family setting the Sutton's seemed to have was very foreign to him. Emilia had cried during her story. Her kids hugged her. It all seemed so... mushy, for lack of a better term. Iris, his mother... or the mother who raised him... the woman... whoever she was to him now, even when his father had screamed at her about how pathetic she was, even when he hit her, she would turn around, try to calm him down and defend her children. All of them except Donny, he was the only one she never tried to protect, for reasons that have recently become clear to the twenty-four year old hacker. His siblings were all clones of the parents except for Isabel. He liked to think he was nothing like his father but at the same time, he knew that after Isabel's death, he had become more like him that Donny would like to own up to. He would never be the type to rape, or pillage or steal children, but he had already killed out of vengeance and out of defense. Three kills, and Donny hadn't felt a damn thing. He was his father's son. Izzy though? --- God she had been something else. And she had kept him to being someone else. Five years ago, Donny would have come to this family with every intent on telling them. He would have given Emilia a hug and verbalized an interest in getting to know them, he would probably still be with Andie, introduce them to her. He still would have been reserved but he would have been a hell of a lot closer to the person they seemed to want walk through that door. It was just one of those things, Izzy was the last person keeping Donny attached to any true family ideals. She was pure and had an incredibly giving heart. It rubbed off on those around her. And she was killed. She was murdered and they were sent the picture of her dead body in a box wrapped as a little gift. So, no, he felt nothing when he pulled the trigger, one time each through the heads of the two men who hunted her down on the street. It even felt good. --- Donny could see the growing hate in his new "sisters" eyes. He knew it was his fault but at the same time, he couldn't be any other way even if he wanted to be. "no. i don't want you to fake some kind of emotion. wouldn't want you to strain yourself." Donny nodded and smiled, "Well, good, at least we agree on one thing." He said in a jokative fashion, but as soon as the words "you're wrong" came out of her lips, Donny's sarcastic smile faded from his face. He was what?! Not that he might not have been but "wrong" was not a word he liked very much. He didn't have to work to hard to keep calm, but he still hadn't enjoyed that word. " i don't know what kind of world you grew up in but in this world, in our world, family means everything. as much as you might not want it you're involved now." Donny agreed with this statement. When he said "flesh and blood" didn't mean much in the real world, he meant it. But Family, family does mean everything but family is not defined by with whom you share your blood but by whom you would give your blood. Liz, Orion, Wid, and yes, Kale, Jasper too. They were his family. Emilia, Carly, Wes, his dad, They were simply his blood. Isabel was both. "you had to have at least wanted to see your biological mother for yourself otherwise you wouldn't be in this position." Donny shook his head a bit and paused to stand up. He needed to stretch out his legs a bit and nerves were beginning to get to him a bit. Pacing a bit might help. --- Donny looked down at the brunette, she really did look a bit like Iz, that was what was so strange. "Look, I said flesh and blood doesn't mean much. Family does mean everything but this is not my family. And just because something doesn't mean much doesn't mean it equals nothing at all. Blood got me over here, not family." He replied the last sentence with a bit of force. He did take the word family seriously and it was not a word he just gave out all willy nilly. People earned that position in his life, no matter how jaded that may seem. "And I never said I was going to disappear after this, obviously now that we have met, things are going to be different from what I had initially planned. You don't know me as well as you think you do." Donny added after the girl gave her speech on comfort. She had a good point, but while he could handle a little bit at a time he was not the comforting sort. Not even with those he considered family. He let the quiet take over a bit in the room. Calming the air down until their next exchanging of words. "yeah, and you have no idea how lucky you are to claim her as your real mother. maybe one day you'll realize that." Donny turned around and latched eyes with her. He spoke calmly and firmly. "If a child is adopted by woman one, and she raises him, who is the 'real' mother? The one who was there every day, or the one who donated an egg?" He asked plainly, and almost rhetorically since to him they answer is obvious. Your real mother was the one who raised you, and loved you. But from the looks of his life, the one who raised him and the one that loved him were two different people. So perhaps, he didn't have one. "She's my birth mother. I'm willing to get to know her but she will never be the one who raised me." And it surprised even donny to realize he had some loyalty to Iris. She was never that loving to him, but she cared for him more than his father. She was never horrible to him, either. She was just there, without being there for him. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[caroline isabelle sutton]

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well. honestly the stigma for high school girl who had gotten pregnant was so horrible. not every girl who ended up pregnant was a whore. it was possible that some girls weren't sleeping around with half the school. it was possible that a rare handful of the girls who ended up pregnant had just made one slip up in an honest to goodness relationship. of course carly had thought that that was what she'd had with cain. she had given in to his advances simply because she didn't believe that her relationship with him was anything more than a cheerleader and footballer's relationship. she thought it had been so much more because cain had always told her otherwise. he'd never freaked out like that on her until the day she'd walked up to him at school and told him what had happened. from that day and the rest following it, carly hadn't recognized the man she'd trusted with that special piece of herself. he'd done so much damage to her self esteem. after cain had turned on her carly had suffered from a moment of self doubt when she'd wondered if the kids treating her like crap actually had a right to do so. it had taken her a long amount of time for carly to acclimate to the fact that thought she'd made a mistake that it wasn't something that allowed anyone else to lynch her for. it wasn't right, the way other people had treated her and she understood that now some few years later. carly knew nowadays that the only people who could bring her down were the people she let tear her apart. as long as carly had a say in the matter she was damn sure that no one would hurt her again like cain had done. this new stranger to her household wasn't about to be an exception. the fact that he shared half her dna did not mean that she had any intention of letting him get under her skin so badly that she doubted herself. never again. carly was too good for that. she was too good to let one single person tell her again that she wasn't good enough because she knew that wasn't true. carly had proven to everyone else and more importantly to herself that she was a talented individual who needed to respond to no one. and she didn't even mean so in a diva-esque way. carly simply wanted to be treated right. she'd had a lifetime of wrong and all she really wanted was to feel like she was in the right. that meant no putting up with anyone's shit. that meant not allowing one person's opinion of who or what she was to get to her so much she felt the need to change. that would never happen again. carly was happy now and she intended to feel that way for as long as she could. this new guy wasn't going to be the reason why she started doubting herself or her family. carly seriously couldn't stand the way this guy was knocking her family. honestly he had no room to speak. carly didn't know about his family but she knew about her own and she knew that he would be accepted with open arms if that was what he wanted, but it seemed fairly obvious that this guy wanted nothing to do with them. at least, his tone of voice and his body language told her that he really wanted to be anywhere but here right now. well carly wasn't going to push her family on him. they'd been fine without him for all this time and they would continue to be fine without him. it wasn't fair of him to come here and get involved when he wasn't sure if that was what he really wanted. he was turning her life, and the life of people she cared about upside down for what could amount to nothing should he never want anything to do with them again. it was crazy. he even said so himself that he didn't see them as family, part of that carly understood because it wasn't like you could walk in a magically feel accepted. he could should he stick around and find out for himself but carly could understand that he didn't want to delve in that way. still for him to go about saying that they weren't his family when he only knew the suttons on paper, that wasn't fair to anyone. it wasn't fair to him because he made assumptions of them and judged them on that basis and it wasn't fair to carly and her family because she never had a chance to defend herself to him. there were a lot of things about carly's past that could be perceived wrong and if this guy was going to stick around at all, carly would have rather she been able to tell him about the things that had happened in her life rather than him reading it off some timeline and making assumptions. then again, this whole situation was strange and carly didn't know what to do about it. carly listened as donny talked on about the suttons not being his family. well how in the hell would he know if he'd already made up his mind about them? and how fair could that be to cast out a group of people simply because they didn't raise you when the opportunity was never afforded to them? that was like cursing the earth for rotating around the sun or cursing the leaves for growing on trees when the spring months came around. carly was sure her mother had done everything in her power to try and find this ungrateful child but to no avail. "yeah, sure. alright. do you have any idea how unfair that is? i know my mother...our...mother. i know her backwards and forwards as if she were a part of me and i know that she would have done anything and everything for you and to find you. i know she couldn't have possibly given up easily. you're faulting her for something she never could control? how do you do that?"

[/b] she didn't know him as well as she thought she did? "of course i don't know you damn it! but i don't appreciate the hostility."[/b] carly turned away before she could notice any flippant gesture and tried to ignore any remarks. "you're acting as if my mother had a choice here when she didn't. you were taken from her. i know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she would have given you the world. you're chastising her for being some egg donator but you have no idea the kind of emotions or the kind of mindset she had in regards to you. you may not have been here all your life but i know for damn certain she's loved you since the moment you were taken from her!"[/b]

by the time carly finished she was yelling and wes came out from te back of the house and turned her away from donny, wrapping her up in a hug and whispering some comforting words carly couldn't register at the moment. wes turned to donny with an apologetic expression, "we appreciate you coming and we really hope to see you again, but i think it's time you leave. you delivered quite the blow to this family and this really isn't helping." wes guided carly to the back room where emilia was with lily before he walked back over to donny. "i do hope we see you around again. and, if you don't mind me saying, this isn't a bad family. you just have to give us a chance." he said as he opened up the front door, extending a hand to donny as he showed him out.

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[donald jeremy davis]

Soooo.... I was thinking since this is pretty much finished, that we could go on ahead to when Carly comes to the Siren house? If you still want to. I could see her coming to see if he wanted to join them for dinner later and she found the house by asking around.

I could start it if you want?

I want to help get vside back kickin'

[RUBY !]

Yeah that would be great hun. If you could start I would love you.

[kale kennedy barker]

sounds like a plan