RP: Trapped

[demiturner]

Date: August 4, 2011
Characters: Demi Turner, Ezra Loy, Caleb Young, Damien Jackson, Jasper Woods, Shane (NPC), others may be called.
Location: Muse's parking lot, then Damien and Jasper's apartment
Status: Private
Summary: He came from out of nowhere.
Completion: Complete

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[ezra_loy]

Distracted would be the best word to describe Ezra as he made his way out to the parking lot. He was typing out a quick text message to Neve about things he needed for Kyle's birthday on Sunday. He was in his head again, as per usual. Fuck, he wanted to get Kyle's party right though, and working the days leading up to it was stressing him out just a little. With the message sent he tucked the phone back in his pocket, knowing he had roughly twenty minutes before Kyle got off at Angel Abbey which gave him more than enough time to get over there

[demiturner]

She knew that voice, she realized, as she was pulled into a warm, comforting embrace. God, she could place it. She uncurled a little from her ball, turning into him. Ezra. She whimpered a little, feeling marginally safer. "Ez." She opened her eyes slowly, meeting his gaze. "Wanna go home." To Jasper. She wrapped her arms around Ezra's waist, trying to regain control of her breathing. God, all of her self-defense lessons has left her and she was still terrified, but Ezra was there.

"Can you take me to Jasper's?" she whispered, needing to be away from Muse.

[ezra_loy]

Ezra met Demi’s gaze, and god, he hated what he saw in her eyes. That fear and uncertainty, he was regretting his decision to not kill the guy now, but his focus needed to be on Demi and not on getting revenge for Demi. “Hey, Dem.” He whispered, trying to give her a comforting look and not let the anger he felt right now show through. “Home it is then.” Ezra paused, glancing down at Demi he took note of her appearance, namely her shirt. “Should also get you something to wear.” He added, although he was pretty sure he had a t-shirt or sweatshirt in his car that she could slip on, it would be huge but it would at least be something

[demiturner]

Demi tried to calm her breathing, close to hyperventilating, but slightly reassured with Ezra's calming presence with her. "Um." She took another breath, trying to remember at least one of her breathing exercises. And then her brain kicked into gear slightly. "Need to tell Caleb," she said softly, glancing back at Muse. "I ... I really don't wanna go back in there." She just wanted to feel Jasper's arms around her, feel safe.

She glanced down at the mention of finding something to wear, tugging her blouse together in some semblance of modesty. "Got a bag in my car." She'd never been more thankful for the fact that she'd taken to tossing an overnight bag in her car since she never knew if she'd end up staying at Jasper and Damien's overnight. But still, she felt like she was forgetting something important.