i cannot see the face that hides behind your eyes, i cannot see the light
When he woke up alone on the street with a black eye he didn't know who he was. There was vomit on the shoulder of his shirt and bruises littering his body. He remembered things like the gross national product of 1999 but he had no idea where he was from or what anyone should call him.
He knew he should go to a hospital but at the same time something kept him from that; a fear of ... he didn't know.
There was no wallet, no money and his face was scruffy with a beard. He knew he was 20 years old and that he liked Jack Daniels better than Tequila but not his name. Not his home town. He didn't know if he'd ever been in love or if he had gone to college. He felt intelligent or at least he told him self he was.
The only thing he could do was go to that shelter. It wasn't too bad. He was able to shower and they gave him some new clothes. The small was a little musky but it was better than what he'd been wearing when he got there. He slept on a cot and had dreams where he cried out but he never remembered them. The woman who ran the shelter told him he called out names but they were so jumbled together she couldn't make them out.
There was a woman who came in and volunteered. Her name was Melissa and she'd always talk to him. She'd tell him about her groupie days and show him the tattoo's that her daughter had done. He didn't quite understand how crazy the woman was but he liked her. She said John Doe didn't suit him that she was going to call him Steven. After Steven Tyler. Mel was obsessed with Areosmith. It amused him.
One day she told him that he could come stay with her. It was about three months after he woke up on the street. He though she was even crazier than he'd assumed; inviting a stranger into your home is not the best idea. She just assured him she trusted him.
"You aren't dangerous Steven you just need some help," she told him one day.
She took him shopping and told him that he'd pay her back. She got him a job cleaning pools under the table with a friend of hers. He liked Miami. She would tell him about her daughters. How one just got married in Vegas a few months ago and she still hadn't met the husband. How her other daughter was rebelling by touring Europe with the Ex-Husbands money.
He liked Mel and he liked pretending he had an identity. That his name was Steven and he was a pool boy in Miami. He was even commissioning a drawing for a tattoo. Mel kept telling him she would call her daughter and ask her to do it. The place where she trained was in Miami and if she visited they'd let her guest in for him. She made the call.
His name is Steven now and he's a pool boy.
"Chlorine is comforting," He told Mel once, "I don't know why."
He feels at home among the rich houses that he works for. He figures he's always been doing this. Cleaning pools and working for people.
There's just something missing and it's not his memory. It's not that he doesn't want to find out who he is; he does. He's just afraid. How did he get where he is and what is that deep ache in his gut that grows with each day. It's like there are wholes in his heart. More than one. Less than five. Like he's missing something important and its going to kill him if he doesn't get it back.
Sometimes when he sleeps he swears he hears a baby's cry.
Muse | Duncan Kane
Fandom | Veronica Mars
Word Count | 648
[ooc: Clearly this is a wacky plot and not while not necc. uncanon since who knows what happened to Duncan after Season 2 but I got tired of writing the same stuff over and over again for him SOOOOO heidi came up with RETROGRADE AMNESIA. How awesome huh? Duncan knows better than to go to the hospital or cops but he doesn't know why. Mel is Samantha (my other character)'s Mother. Sam is Logan's wife. You get the idea. Duncan!Steven will be returning to neptune soon enough. You know your intrigued]
He knew he should go to a hospital but at the same time something kept him from that; a fear of ... he didn't know.
There was no wallet, no money and his face was scruffy with a beard. He knew he was 20 years old and that he liked Jack Daniels better than Tequila but not his name. Not his home town. He didn't know if he'd ever been in love or if he had gone to college. He felt intelligent or at least he told him self he was.
The only thing he could do was go to that shelter. It wasn't too bad. He was able to shower and they gave him some new clothes. The small was a little musky but it was better than what he'd been wearing when he got there. He slept on a cot and had dreams where he cried out but he never remembered them. The woman who ran the shelter told him he called out names but they were so jumbled together she couldn't make them out.
There was a woman who came in and volunteered. Her name was Melissa and she'd always talk to him. She'd tell him about her groupie days and show him the tattoo's that her daughter had done. He didn't quite understand how crazy the woman was but he liked her. She said John Doe didn't suit him that she was going to call him Steven. After Steven Tyler. Mel was obsessed with Areosmith. It amused him.
One day she told him that he could come stay with her. It was about three months after he woke up on the street. He though she was even crazier than he'd assumed; inviting a stranger into your home is not the best idea. She just assured him she trusted him.
"You aren't dangerous Steven you just need some help," she told him one day.
She took him shopping and told him that he'd pay her back. She got him a job cleaning pools under the table with a friend of hers. He liked Miami. She would tell him about her daughters. How one just got married in Vegas a few months ago and she still hadn't met the husband. How her other daughter was rebelling by touring Europe with the Ex-Husbands money.
He liked Mel and he liked pretending he had an identity. That his name was Steven and he was a pool boy in Miami. He was even commissioning a drawing for a tattoo. Mel kept telling him she would call her daughter and ask her to do it. The place where she trained was in Miami and if she visited they'd let her guest in for him. She made the call.
His name is Steven now and he's a pool boy.
"Chlorine is comforting," He told Mel once, "I don't know why."
He feels at home among the rich houses that he works for. He figures he's always been doing this. Cleaning pools and working for people.
There's just something missing and it's not his memory. It's not that he doesn't want to find out who he is; he does. He's just afraid. How did he get where he is and what is that deep ache in his gut that grows with each day. It's like there are wholes in his heart. More than one. Less than five. Like he's missing something important and its going to kill him if he doesn't get it back.
Sometimes when he sleeps he swears he hears a baby's cry.
Muse | Duncan Kane
Fandom | Veronica Mars
Word Count | 648
[ooc: Clearly this is a wacky plot and not while not necc. uncanon since who knows what happened to Duncan after Season 2 but I got tired of writing the same stuff over and over again for him SOOOOO heidi came up with RETROGRADE AMNESIA. How awesome huh? Duncan knows better than to go to the hospital or cops but he doesn't know why. Mel is Samantha (my other character)'s Mother. Sam is Logan's wife. You get the idea. Duncan!Steven will be returning to neptune soon enough. You know your intrigued]