Thread: Gone and Back Again Dreams and Reality (Wolvenrogue and Lagertha)

shild Naess had always seemed to have a naturally easy life...At least that's what the majority of people in her class had said. She was private, a good student, always making straight A's and never going to parties. Everyone thought she was polite, and all the girls admired her. Even the boys had started looking at her more when she had started developing.. Such was the curse of the Naess woman Brick houses they were called. Often she had asked her mother what it meant, only when her mother had explained did shild get embarrassed. Nothing made her more irritated when the boys in her class would hoot and holler at her. shild had let it slide, going to her studies as she got older. It was only when things got out of hand at home that shild had really started to change. Her friends couldn't understand why she had become more and more private over late, but she could not help it. She never knew who to trust anymore. Her best friend had lost his mind, sexually assaulting her time and time again and shild had been so annoyed with it she had sued the boy in court. Shame. A feeling she had grown to know over the next couple of years as she turned closer and closer to seventeen. Everyone knew that he had assaulted, and she had to testify in court to get him persecuted. shild knew the rumors had changed, and instead of her nickname become brickhouse...well she had been given a new one Whore, sleezy. Even though the events had never been her fault, and the court had ruled in her favor...It was safe to say the girl had trust issues with boys. It only got worse when shild had walked in on her father packing up his stuff, telling her exactly why he was leaving. It was not like it was surprising, she had seen it coming a mile away. shild had never been close to her father, and what money he had spent he put it into his sons from whores he had bedded over the years or gambled it away. So when she saw her mother ordering him out, telling him to go with a whore in Mexico he had bedded...well shild was silent, even when she met the fifteen year old girl that clung to her father's hand. Let's go for a trip. It had been months since her father had left, though the man took no expense in shaming more by sending her photos of him and his pregnant young whore by his side. Rumors had flown around the school, and boys had started to bully her from the events so much so that she had to switch schools. Her aunt had even moved into their house with her son and daughter to help support them, and it was shild's aunt who spoke the words so freely. The girl had been silent, but her mother had agreed it would be good for all of them to get away from the country..to go somewhere new. How about dolphin's shild? You always used to love them? Her mother had pushing her to smile more, but the girl had trouble with it. It was not like she did not want to..she just had forgot what it was like to feel safe and comfortable, to feel loved and not ashamed. She wondered if she would laugh again, if she would be able to cling to a guy like so many girls of her age had, and shild had worn that dump pearl dolphin necklace her mother had got her... She was surprised when they went on a trip, to Austrailia and on a boat to watch the dolphins. She had been silent at first while her Aunt, Mother and cousins had played around the ship being loud. shild had leaned over the boat, watching the dolphin's chirp and play and...she had smiled laughing and enjoying watching them....it made her wonder how things had turned so sour again so quickly. She had been enjoying the cruise, enjoying the fun and drinks even though she was underage and having a good time with family and then... The storm had come out of nowhere, and majority of the passengers were inside in their rooms. Still, they had lifejackets on, and she had watched her mother hold on for dear life as water had come through the window. The captain had said they would hit a minor storm while leaving the coast, nothing troublesome, but this felt anything but minor. shild's mother was clinging to her, arms around her as the room started filling up, but it was the captain's words that made her cling back. We're going down! Was the last message they heard on the overcome, and her mother's frantic words in her ears. I love you baby..I love you I love you- Until the water hit them at full force. shild Naess had never been a tall girl, and never would. At seventeen, stretched out on the beach in tattered clothing, she was only the equivalent of five feet and three inches. Her red hair was mangled, wrapped around her pale face, her pale back exposed. It looked like her shirt had been torn, someone clinging to it had been ripped out of her arms, and her shorts were barely on her plump ass. The girl had a large rack, but her back was facing the sun and her face was down on the beach. Her right hand still had the remnants of her mother's blouse clutched in her hand, and the necklace..somehow that stupid necklace had stayed around her neck. Vaguely, her eyes opened into slits behind long lashes. Her face was beaten, as some of her body had been from the debris but...she could hear the birds and the sea again..yet shild was far from home, and she was stranded on an island that she had yet to realize. She could swear, from her blurry vision, that it looked like someone was there, watching her in the distance, but she could not move.