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Date Posted: Wed, Jun 26 2002, 8:02am PDT
Author: Jase
Subject: =In Good Times And In Bad=
In reply to: Sonya 's message, ".|. For better or worse .|." on Wed, Jun 26 2002, 7:35am PDT

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= Comfort was drawn from her being so close, and he felt slightly re-newed at her nearness. God, He was hurting her by not telling her... He knew he had to now. It didn't hurt him now, at one point... it had... but that was, as a child... And now, it made him angry because he didn't understand it perfectly and why he had been given to the parents he had... 'Life was funny like that', Someone had once told him when he had mentioned his past... And he didn't truly believe that. He believed there had to be a reason for it - The head boss up above must have made a mistake. Aqua-marine colored lenses that circled black pupils which were cast upon the face he loved, as he began his past... a story that in all details, he hated reading over and over and over to himself. The deep tone of his voice was steady, he didn't waver while telling the story - like others might have... Gazing at her, his look remained firm, not looking to grasp pity or sympathy from her, He just wanted to get it out - So that she'd know why he was the way he was.

"Let me start off with my full name is Jason-Maddison Alexander Miami. But I hate that whole thing, so I'm just Jase.I was born to Mr. and Mrs. Miami, who were a young, but rich couple living in Florida, on the south coast. They had everything going for them, My father, Lyol Miami, was a Professer at a local private university, and my mother, Doris Miami was a lawyer, who had made a top name for herself in the buisness. Not to mention, they're parents were well off enough too, So money was never a worry, although it was EVERYTHING to my parents... They could never get enough. The basic reason why I was born was to be an inheritant to their sucess, something for my mother to show off at the local functions for law, and my father to practice his teaching abilities on. Everything I did was critisized, no matter if I did it right, or wrong... In my parents' eyes, it was never good enough... NEVER. Then again, maybe all children grow up like that... I don't know." He paused long enough to exhale stale air, before he started again. "When university time came for me, I knew I didn't want to be what they wanted me to be. They would have 'preffered' me to venture into a medical profession, to keep their name in the high standards and they tried to enfluence me on medics my whole life. But when I was old enough, I knew I wasn't going to be that... I wanted to be a writer, so against my parent's wishes, I went to writing school and got my degree for that. They refused to pay for it - or even help me out.... But that didn't matter to me. My parents were, to put it plainly - DISGRACED. When I'd call to check up on them from university... They wouldn't answer anything I left, messages... etc. I think they may have even switched my inheritance to give it to my cousin - but I'm not sure. After I was finished writing school, I left Florida... I drove the porsche they bought me for my 16 birthday back to their house, and bought myself my trusty old JEEP. The reason I did this is because I have never been a big person for money, as long as you have other things," - His gaze was targetted softly on Sonya at this, before yet again he continued.. "You don't need that much wealth... Basically, I haven't talked to either of them since... Nor any of my relatives."

That's where it ended, he stopped... His story came to a close. Though his expression never changed, he felt alot better... She knew him now, basically - Inside and Out. She knew Jase Miami, the whole him.=

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