The Crash, The Burn (Mia K)

[Sawyer Carson]

(I'm dating this a little funny. So its not on today. Chronologically it goes right after my last Sawyer thread in the rehearsal room with Rhys Rockwood. If we're getting knitpicky)




Opening her eyes, Sawyer glowered at the sun outside her window. It was early. Sitting up, she rolled her aching shoulders. Not sure why they hurt she tried to focus her eyes on the room around her. It was very hard though as her head was pounding. Standing she crept her way out to the common area she shared with the boys and Mia. Mia... She was supposed to know about what happened yesterday afternoon. Damn had she been sleeping that long?

"Mia??? Mia!!!" Rubbing her eyes, Sawyer stood in the middle of the room. Her knee had a pretty sizable bruise forming on the side of it from hitting it as she fell yesterday. Aside from that a seriously hideous goose egg had nested itself on her right eyebrow. Running her hand over it she gasped a little.

Looking around she went to the door to Mia's room and knocked rapidly on it. "Mia!" after waking up a little she was noticing her whole right side of her face hurt like hell and she couldn't open her eye all the way. Her face had obviously been the first thing to break her fall. Lovely... she was definitely going to have a black eye. She would later pray to god it went away before graduation.

[Mia Keystone]

"Whuzzuwant?"

With a muttered curse Mia pulled her pillow over her head as the summons broke through into her sleepy haze. Rubbing at her eyes, the short girl grimaced at the black streaks of koal on her hands and sighed. She held still; someone had called her, but maybe they'd forget and just leave. It sounded like Swayer, but the technopath was at a loss to think what it was her sometimes dealer wanted at this hour. She was already inside, so it wasn't about letting her in after curfew.

Screw it. Taking the pause as evidence her room mate had decided not to temp fate and was going to leave her alone Mia pulled her pillow over her head.

Just as the meta girl had been about to close her eyes, any hopes of getting back to sleep were ripped to shreds as a god awful banging started on the door. I'm going to kill her, the short girl thought grimly as she pulled herself up and scratched at her sleep mussed hair. I'll kill her, then use bits of her in the wiring. Reeve said that parts of the human body could prove excellent conductors.

Bare feet padded over the carpet as Mia groaned and yanked open the door. "What the fuck, Carson I swear to Budda..." The indignation faded from her expression as sharp, if somewhat tired eyes flicked up and down and missed nothing. One eyebrow rose and the short girl lent against the door frame, arms crossed over her t-shirt. "That's a shiner," she said slowly, not overly concerned. "Party too hard? You dance with your feet, not your face Saywer."

[Sawyer Carson]

Waiting for the girl to wake was not an option. She was waking her up right now. And when the girl opened the door, Sawyer had realized that she wasn't exactly sure what she wanted to say. But Mia remedied that for her with her little quips. Making a face, she tried to move her eye but it hurt too much. "Funny."

Sawyer looked over her shoulder for any signs of Evan or Levi. "In... We should talk in private..." waving the girl back into Mia's room, she shut the door and sighed. She would have looked around but finding the effort may have been too much trouble, she ditched the idea. "I was...at rehearsal." At least she knew that much.

"And I shouldn't have been there because I didn't feel good in the first place, Though I'm glad it happened there because he was able to find me." She was talking a little fast and bits of it didn't make any sense even to her. "That doesn't matter though!! Um..." She scratched her head a little and tried to remember why she was here and what she was saying. "Oh I...I fell, because I didn't feel well. I flipping.... fainted.. Like a little girl or something... He says 'well you need to eat better' and That's just not happening.." she was touching the ugly bump on her face when she realized Mia knew much less that Sawyer could remember or that she could explain. "Fuck....." For a moment Sawyer went back and forth with herself about the idea of telling Mia everything. It honestly wasn't healthy the way she had no one to talk to about her relationship with Rhys. Girls had this bizarre need to share their love lives with one another.

Finally deciding that her and Mia had plenty of things they kept secret, either together from everyone or one their own, and that Mia was most likely an okay sort of person to tell these things to. Besides, she really didn't seem like a tattle tale sort of person any how. Especially not to a school official. "Look......This is easier to understand if you know the whole story.... So... Can you keep a secret??? Just til after we graduate....Then it most likely won't be a secret after that. Can you swear to me you won't tell a single soul???"

[Mia Keystone]

"Talk? About whaaaa-" Mia threw up her hands as the other girl pushed into her room, her expression exasperated. You didn't just push into Mia's room! God, what was the point in spending years spreading rumors about boobytraps and human experiments and people disappearing if people thought they could just waltz in here! "Hey, woman, what exactly are you-" again, Mia's voice faltered off as Sawyer started to speak, and a very cunning grin split her round face.

This sounded juicy.

Oh boy did this sound juicy.

Any further thought of removing the blonde girl from her room was whisked away in an instant as the far greater desire, to learn a secret, booted up. The hints that Sawyer had been dropping had meant little; easy enough to connect, but the secrecy, that was the hook. "I swear on my hard drive," Mia said solemnly, patting the black box with one hand. It was her equivalent to a bible, after all. "Now, spill! What's got your panties in a bunch, why is he telling you what to eat, and,"

most importantly

"Why does it need to be a secret until after graduation?"

This was gonna be good... Mia could feel it in her wires.

[Sawyer Carson]

"I'm sleeping with Rhys Rockwood." It came out in a blurt as she sighed and stood in the middle of Mia's room. The girl was so interested in her stories Sawyer almost wanted to laugh and torment her with suspense, or she would have wanted to if she weren't in such an addled mind set. "That came out different than I wanted it to..." With a cool boney hand on her forehead, Sawyer found a clear place to sit so she didn't have a hazy feeling while trying to explain all this.

Taking a deep breath and swallowing once Sawyer ignored the throbbing in her head and continued. "It started out that I was charming this guy into sleeping with me. Because I'm a whore like that." Yes she freely admitted it. Mostly so it didn't hurt as bad when other people called her one. "But that first night went so well I made the dumb choice to continue to sleep with him. And then he turned out to be Rhys Rockwood.... Hammel Recruiter... Lucky fucking me. So I lied about being a student and about sleeping with anyone else, and avoided him..."

She looked at Mia and sighed. Mia was already so full of secrets, and that was only half the story. "But that didn't work for very long. Rhys spotted me in the library.. making out with.... ehh... I really don't know who that was... But any how.. He got mad that I was kissing a student. So I followed him to his apartment and explained that I was a student and that I didn't know he didn't want me to sleep with anyone else. Then he found out about the drugs. And he's made me quit.. I've been clean for... I don't really remember. My head hurts so bad...."

She licked her lips and closed her eyes to rest a second. This was insane. Sawyer was not the kind of person to go all blabby about her personal life but this... this was building up so much pressure in her chest that she had to let it all out. "My body is all.... crazy kinds of messed up though. I'm hot and cold and feel ten times weaker than I used to. I'm constantly tired. I can't even keep myself going anymore. And Rhys says I have poor eating habits. Which.. its true I rarely eat at all. Mostly just shove stuff around on the plate. I thought he didn't notice.. but he has. And that makes me feel like a bad person.. but Anyhow.."

Leaning back a little Sawyer ran a hand through her messy blond hair and looked at Mia expecting her to topple over from all the exciting juicy gossip. Sawyer really hoped she wouldn't have to break in here again later to destroy some computer essentials for this getting leaked out. "I had a fall last night... I real good one. I freakin fainted like a sissy during a private solo rehearsal after class. Rhys found me there... laying on the floor, out cold. Fucking embarrassing...Blabbed on about how I need to eat better and that he was sorry he had to leave for the weekend instead of staying to care for me. And that since I'd hit my damn head I needed to tell you or someone here about my falling so that someone would know about it..."

"The worst part is.... I really really really love him....That's why none of this can get out. He'd be fired. We'd be told not to see each other and I wouldn't get to graduate." Sawyer took a deep breath and looked to her lap before looking sideways at the other girl. "Sorry to unload like that... but you did say spill..." She fiddled with the lump at the side of her head again and winced. Lord did it hurt like a son of a bitch.

[Mia Keystone]

It was a good thing Sawyer had gone with telling her now. If she had attempted to drag it out, while in Mia’s room.... it would have been messy.

”The recruiter Rockwood?” because Mia knew him. Mia knew everyone and people had best not forget it. Still, the tech meta was impressed, and said as much. While Sawyer and she had bonded over their enjoyment for narcotic fueled antics and one night stands, Mia had never managed to sleep with a teacher even once, never mind multiple times. And her short lived trainer had been pretty nifty.... and a cyborg.

It would have been one for the bucket list, that was for sure.

Hold the phone... ”You’re clean now?” Mia asked, filing the other information away for a later date. ”And you’re actually eating?” Again, nothing got past the sneaky spy-wannabe, she just very rarely saw the point in mentioning it. The short girl sat back on her bed, fingers tapping automatically at her still bare legs as she watched the blonde muddle through the rest of the story. Forbiden love...

Right...

”First,” Mia held up one finger imperiously, then cracked a wicked grin. ”You’re banging a teacher. Kudos to you for that,” her grin dropped and she held up a second finger, ”second, graduation is really soon,” too soon ”So gird your loins and ride it out, then you’re home sweet and he can force feed you all he wants.” Easy, simple.

”But then what? You two gonna shack up?”