FLOATED INTO SPACE [OPEN]

[CARSON CAIN WALKER]

I'M REACHING FOR THE LIFE WITHIN ME HOW CAN ONE MAN STOP HIS ENDING
(( . I.THOUGHT.OF.JUST.YOUR.FACE.RELAXED.AND.FLOATED.INTO.SPACE . ))

<sup>A lot had changed for Carson Walker since he had left his father’s home. Carson had started out rough, aggressive, hostile, and didn’t give two shits about what anyone thought. Even though some of that still remained intact, a number of factors were responsible for the dulling down of those traits. The first factor to come along was Kholden Jackson. Upon first meeting Kholden Carson had pushed and pulled every which way. He was sure that he had done terrible things that should have driven Kholden away. The fact that Kholden stayed around and forced him to accept that there was at least one person who gave a damn about him. The second, probably most important, factor was little Rylee Paige Walker. Carson never knew an accident could be so important to him. It hadn’t been his plan to get Sarah pregnant. Five years ago Sarah had promised him that they would be one of those forever kinds of couples. Carson believed her from the start, which was probably his biggest mistake. He often thought about how Sarah had been adamant about telling him that everything was going to be okay and that she was there for him no matter what. Apparently no one could break them apart.

Carson had to find out the hard way that she was lying about everything. As soon as Carson attempted to address Sarah in public she blew him off, making fun of him to her friends. In attempt to gain some dignity, Carson cut her off. Sarah seemed to be in mutual agreement until she ended up knocking on his door to tell him that she was pregnant. Change was set in motion after that. Carson just never realized how drastic the change was until he looked into the big brown eyes of his five year old daughter. Every morning it was the same. Carson would watch Rylee giggle and play and he often wondered how the hell he managed to produce a human being who was as pure and innocent as Rylee. It wasn’t easy for Carson to admit that Rylee belonged to him. She was too perfect. Still, Carson remembered going through the paternity tests and other various things that only proved more that he was her father. The DNA match had come back as nearly 97% which was too high to even consider the possibility that he might not be. It was a little disconcerting at first, but with a little help Carson managed to fall into his role as a father relatively quickly. After Sarah disappeared Carson needed that guidance anymore. Taking care of Rylee full-time had never been what he planned.

Rylee woke up before him, which was never a good thing for Carson. He could hear her shuffling about on the bed that used to be his. Since there were only two beds in the room, Carson shared with Kholden so that Rylee didn’t have to sleep with him every night. He wanted her to have her own space. Carson pretended to be asleep still as he heard Rylee get up and walk a few steps. He knew that she was probably standing right next to him. A minute went by before Carson felt a gentle poke to his shoulder. He waited a minute longer and the rate of the poking increased. Carson waited with his eyes closed until he heard Rylee say, Daddy, we don’t got all day! He could hear how tired her voice sounded, but he knew that the five year old wasn’t willing to wait until she was more awake. Carson finally opened his eyes, his colder brown eyes falling on his daughter’s warmer ones. He reached over pulling her from the floor so that she could straddle his abdomen. Rylee leaned forward, her small hands pressing into Carson’s chest. Okay, okay, Daddy’s up. He said with a small ghost of a smile. Rylee giggled as Carson poked Rylee in the side. Carson glanced over to the empty side of the bed. Kholden must have gone out for something.

Carson moved Rylee to the empty side of the bed before he sat up, pushing the covers down. He hated when Kholden left before he could get a shower. Leaving a five year old in a room unattended would not be smart at all. Getting dressed was always a chore as well. He managed to get Rylee bathed and clothed in what seemed like record time. Carson had her busy with a bowl of cereal as he dressed himself. Even though Carson hated cologne of any kind he splashed some on anyway just because he had been unable to take a shower. Rylee, Carson said after he was fully dressed. What do you want to do today? He watched Rylee’s face scrunch up in thought. That was a habit she had to have gotten from him. I wanna go to the payrownd. She replied excitedly. There were still a few words that gave Rylee some problems. Playground was one of them. Carson had to fight the urge to laugh. He didn’t want Rylee to think that he would be laughing at her. She already seemed more insecure than she needed to be. Carson didn’t want to egg that on.

After Rylee finished off her cereal Carson picked her up, holding her on his hip as he reached for a napkin to wipe off some of the milk she still had around her mouth. Rylee turned her head, trying to avoid it, but eventually Carson won out, finally wiping the napkin around her pouty lips. The walk to the park thankfully wasn’t a long one. He watched her run off to the playground. Rylee was a little anti-social when it came to playing with other kids. She would occasionally break out of her shell, but only if she were urged to. Carson shook his head, drawing in a deep breath as he sat on a nearby bench.


.( T A G G E D ). ANYONE

.( W O R D S ). 0 9 9 2

.( L Y R I C S ). INTO THE OCEAN BY BLUE OCTOBER

.( N O T E S ). :] anyone?

.( C R E D I T S ). BROOKE FROM CAUTION</sup>

[JACKIE ANNE JACKSON]

YOU'RE VULNERABLE, YOU ARE NOT A ROBOT
YOU'RE LOVABLE, SO LOVABLE BUT YOU'RE JUST TROUBLED

Chicago was still a whole new area to Jackie. The east side of the United States was a lot different from the west. The location is what did her in. Chicago could be a little cold and she was used to her warm California sun. The rain made quite a difference too. There had been a few sprinkling showers in California that made things look beautiful but in Chicago the rain could turn a bright day into something dark and dreary. That was all behind her now. Anything that was in California could no longer be considered hers. She had given that all up but it was worth it in the end to get away from her mother. Sure she was bound to miss things but she was on her way to something better, wasn’t she?

It was her own thoughts that woke her up this morning but that was sort of normal for the time being. Everything was so focused on the past because she wasn’t exactly ready for her future. It was so unknown to her that she had no idea what to do about it. What would happen in Chicago? What would she do? Would she make friends? What were other people like here? St. John’s was a nice place, they had taken her in, given her a place to live and sleep, and didn’t ask questions. They had just accepted her without wanting to know everything, which she still wasn’t so willing to share. After being told so many times that she had driven her dad away she was close to the point where she believed it. Jackie shook her head and took the covers off of her head. There was no room for those kind of thoughts now. Yawning she stood up and stretched a little, still not wanting to get up for the day. But she had to do something instead of stay inside and cooped up all day.

That’s when it hit her. She should go to the park. There would be plenty to do there and she could actually go outside. Since she had showered the night before she only had to brush through her hair and put on a little makeup to get ready. Jackie dressed quickly before heading out the door and making her way to the park. She actually got a little lost on the way there but was at least able to find her way. Talk about embarrassing. Good thing she wasn’t exactly meeting up with anyone or she would have been a little late. The park wasn’t extremely crowded but a few other people with kids were all ready there. It was nostalgic to walk by and see kids playing on the playground or some parents playing with their children. Those were the good old days. If only she could be so young again. Maybe she would just people watch, that could be fun. The only bench that was close enough to the playground that wasn’t full all ready was half occupied by a fellow who looked about her own age. ”Mind if I join you?” she asked with a smile, though she practically was all ready sitting down. There wouldn’t be any harm in sitting down, to her anyways, and she could always just get up and leave if it bothered the guy that much. ”Are you here with someone?” Jackie questioned out of curiosity. She didn’t think many guys would be hanging out at the playground of a park by themselves, unless they were some sort of creeper.

GUESS WHAT, I'M NOT A ROBOT
BETTER TO BE HATED THAN LOVED FOR WHAT YOU'RE NOT

STATUS done!
TAGGED carson!
WORDS 593!
LYRICS i am not a robot - marina and the diamonds
NOTES JJ you are not allowed to interject! I lurvers you too.
Here you are Brooke! :]
CREDITS Go to BUNNYA! at caution 2.0!